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I didn’t have enough hands to touch every part of them both at the same time. Thankfully, they knew exactly what they were doing.

Luke and Blake traced a finger each down my neck, across my shoulders, skimming the side of my breast. My back arched into their touch, aching for them to take more, to touch more.

A low growl came from Blake, his finger circling my nipple before his mouth engulfed it. Luke’s mouth followed each movement, gripping, sucking, and nipping at my breasts.

I gasped and grabbed at their hair, pulling them tighter against me. My legs pressed tighter together, needing them there but not wanting them to leave my breasts.

Luke grinned against my breast, his free hand moving down my stomach before dipping between my thighs, gently pulling them apart.

Head lifting from my breast, Luke teased my inner thigh getting closer and closer to where I ached for him most and yet denying me in delicious torturous teasing strokes.

“Did you know, though my brother is the quieter of the two of us, he is a master with his tongue?”

My inside tightened and slickened at his words, the promise in them.

“Would you like Blake to taste you?” Luke’s fingertips traced along my lower lips, barely touching me. My hips pressed up trying to find the pressure that I need. Luke chuckled so low and deep, it rumbled against my side. “I think she does, brother.”

Blake released my nipple with a pop, his golden eye dark with desire.

I reached out and brushed his hair from his face, so I could see both eyes. It pleased me greatly when he didn’t flinch away. I touched his lower lip, imagining that mouth on me.

His lips curled up, and he nipped at my fingers.

I grinned and then moaned as Luke's cool breath blew on me where he’d spread my lips. My eyes closed, mouth opening wide in a breathy moan.

“Open your eyes,” Blake commanded, taking my nipple between his fingers and giving it a pinch.

My lashes fluttered open, locking eyes with him. The desire that swirled in there not only churned my own, but it made me feel beautiful, wanted. Not some half-human freak with powers she shouldn’t have.

I wanted more of that look. I wanted him to feel the way that I felt when he looked at me.

Reaching out, I cupped his face, tracing the line of his jaw. He had let his facial hair grow, so the scruff there prickled against my palm. My hand made a path down his neck and paused at his chest, indulging at the feel of his muscles beneath my hand. The slow beat of his heart quickened as my hand moved down.

My hand wrapped around his length at the same time that Luke’s tongue flicked out and tasted me. Blake hissed as I tightened my grip on him.

I forced myself to loosen it, sliding it up and down as I memorized the feel of him against my palm.

Trying to pay attention to what I was doing at the same time as Luke drove me wild with his slow and teasing strokes of his tongue was harder than getting my fireball to stay in my control.

Blake must have seen my struggle. He pulled himself away from me and knelt between my thighs. He nudged Luke away and descended on me.

A choking gasp released from my throat. Where Luke had teased me to the brink of sanity, Blake devoured me. He sucked my bundle of nerves between his lips so hard that my hips arched off the ground.

Luke captured my cries with his mouth as he cupped my breast. Between the two of them, they overloaded my body with more pleasure than I could imagine.

My fingers curled into Luke’s hair so I could keep him close. I twitched and writhed with each suck and nip of Blake’s mouth until he built me up so high that I felt as if I might explode into a million pieces.

Blake did not give a moment to rest, his tongue circled me before sliding down between my folds and dipping into me. I clenched around the muscle, needing more.

Blake gave it to me.

Thrusting his tongue as deep as he could go, he moved it in and out matching Luke’s rhythm in my mouth. How they knew exactly what the other was doing must be a twin secret, and I couldn’t say I could complain.

When Blake’s tongue pulled out of me, I whined, and my inside protested, clenching around nothing.

“So greedy,” Blake murmured against my thigh, he kissed my knee and lifted his gaze to mine. “I want to be inside of you, Eva.”

Releasing my mouth from Luke’s, I blinked down at Blake and then back to Luke. “Both. I want both of you inside of me.”

Luke chuckled. “We are at your pleasure, Eva. But where would you have me?” His gaze darkened as he traced my lips. “Here?” His hand reached between my legs and tapped at my back entrance. “Or here?”

His finger traced that entrance, a teasing look in his eyes. “Have you ever had a man here before, Eva?”

I wiggled against his touch, intrigued by the prospect. “Not that I know of.”

“Would you like to?” Luke pressed his forefinger against it, just enough to apply pressure but not slip inside.

“I want to,” I breathed, more interested than I thought I would be. I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and pulled him away. “But not today.” I licked my lips, my eyes dipping down to his length. “I want to taste you as you have tasted me.”

Luke exchanged a grin with his brother before looking back at me. “Then get on your knees.”

I expected the queen to protest at this command–except the queen had been quiet all this time. She did not seem to see the twins as the enemy. If anything, she preened at the attention I was getting from these two gorgeous men.

Blake helped flip me over and pulled my hips back until I was up on my knees. He slid his hands up and down the sides of my backside, holding me firm but gently.

Luke’s fingers danced up my spine until his hands found the back of my head. He stopped on his knees before me, his thick length bobbing in front of my face. Luke didn’t shove it into my mouth, taking what he wanted.

The tip teased in front of my mouth, every once in a while touching against my lips before he pulled away. My mouth opened and tried to catch the tip in my mouth.

“Not yet, gorgeous,” Luke groaned, pulling it away from me. “Patience.”

I growled in frustration.

“Trust us to take the lead, and you will not regret it.” Luke held my face between his hands, but he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking at Blake behind me.

While Luke loved to tease me, Blake waited as if he had all the time in the world. He didn’t even rub himself against my wetness.

I licked my lips and nodded, giving myself over to them.

Then, without any warning I could see, Luke pressed into my mouth at the same time that Blake thrusted forward inside me.

I gasped around Luke, my eyes closing at the overwhelming sensations going through my body.

They set a slow grueling pace, giving me time to adjust.

I hollowed out my cheeks and sucked, enjoying the sound of Luke’s curses and moan with each suck and lick of my tongue. All the while, Blake thrust into me, rubbing me from the inside. His movements were shallow, as were Luke’s and then they weren’t.

Together, their pace quickened, Blake hit something deep inside of me that made me cry out at the same time Luke touched the back of my throat.

I gagged, my eyes burning with tears.

“You’re alright,” Luke cooed, wiping my tears away. “You’re taking us so well. Breath through your nose and relax. That’s a good girl. Just like that.”

I swallowed around him, forcing myself to ignore the gag and focus on the sounds I was pulling out of him.

“Do you think she can take more, brother?” Luke asked over me, his gaze shifting from where he moved in and out of my briefly and then back.

Blake grunted behind me.

“Oh, no. I think she needs to hear you say it Blake.” Luke’s jaw tightened his hands on my face, holding me perfect still so I couldn’t move an inch. “Don’t you, Eva? You want him to tell you how good you’re doing. How much you enjoy us thrusting inside of you until you can’t breathe or think.”

Since I couldn’t nod my head, I moaned around him.

“See? She wants you to use your words, brother.”

Blake grunted and his movements slowed for just a moment before a deep growl filled his voice. “Our queen can take more.”

Before I could even process his words, their pace picked up until they were thrusting into me with such force from both sides. I couldn’t move in either direction, all I could do was take and give and feel.

One hand on my hip dipped between us and cool air blew from his fingertips, pounding against me until I screamed around Luke, my entire body quaking as my release charged through me.

“Swallow for me, beautiful,” Luke begged with a stroke of his thumb against my cheek. It was the only warning I had before his length thickened inside of my mouth. and his release filled my mouth and throat at the same time as Blake’s.

Filled completely to the brim at both ends, I could only focus on breathing and swallowing, the last of my shudders rolling through me.

When they were done, they lowered me gently to the ground. They brushed my hair from my face, hands stroking over my thighs as they murmured their praises. How well I did. How beautiful I looked during and after.

They could have made me feel like a whore in that moment, having taken two men at once out in the open, but I didn’t feel like a whore. They didn’t make me feel like a whore.

I was a queen.