Page 8 of Taken by the Twins (Sombra Demons #7)

CHAPTER 8

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LUCIAN

J ust like kissing, I have discovered that mating is very instinctive. It’s also the most pleasurable thing I’ve experienced in my long existence, though that’s because it was our dear Tandy who allowed me to kiss her cunt with my mouth.

What made it even more memorable, too? My twin bond.

As an immature demon—older than a spawn, but not quite a mature male—I first discovered that I could find release from tugging on my cock until it gave up seed. When the visions came too quickly or I was forced to see things I would’ve preferred I didn’t—especially during those early days when King Yelios still ruled Sombra and he attempted to colonize other demon realms and I saw more death and destruction than an immortal creature should—that tiny jolt of relief got me through many cycles.

Damien, too. Because, as tightly bonded as we’ve always been, we learned that we can sense our brother’s pleasure at the same time. We’re two halves of the same whole, a demon that was split into two parts before our demoness mother gave birth to us, then abandoned us to a nearby village in shame. Our adopted clanmother—long dead after her husband succumbed in the battles—raised us until our maturity, then we went off to become the doppelseers.

For millennia, I’ve only had my twin at my side. Stroking cock while he was near… when we would share our future mate, why not have pleasure together when we could? He in his seat, me in mine, and often it was a race to see who would finish the act first.

As we grew older, our wait for our mate ever longer, the act lost its allure. My hand meant nothing when my cock knew there was a cunt destined for it. Since Tandy summoned us to her realm and we took her back with us to Sombra, I’ve waited with as much patience as I could muster to finally discover what it was like.

I now know that her cunt is salty yet amazingly sweet, and I hungered for it even as I swiped my tongue through her folds. Even better, though I am still in Tandy’s given room and Damien is down below us, I could sense him through our bond. While I pleasured our female, he took his own cock into his hand, stroking in time as he sent instructions to me through our bond.

He wanted me to kiss her cunt, then mate it. Knowing that my cock will someday be welcomed inside of her, my tongue found her entrance first. As a Sombra demon, I can be solid, in my shadows, or a mixture of both. Since Tandy has been with us, I’ve grown used to staying in my demon form so she can get used to our differences, though I’ve kept my claws as shadows when she’s near so that I do not accidentally scratch her.

So much shorter than me and my twin, I don’t have to worry about the point of my horns goring our mate like they might if I battled another demon so they stay solid and shiny, and I smiled into the fascinating red curls covering Tandy’s cunt when she gripped my horn fearlessly and used it to steer my face where she wanted me to lick and suck next.

But when I turned my tongue to shadow next, forming a blunting point at the end to mimic my cock before I thrust it up inside of her, Tandy tugs my horn with such strength, my nose bumps up against this small bump near the top of her cunt.

She screams.

I rear back, momentarily forgetting about Damien and how he was pleasuring himself to the sensation of his twin mating our mate with his tongue. I clutch her behind, making sure she doesn’t fall, though as tightly as she’s gripping my horn, I do not think I have to worry about that.

But Tandy did scream, and as I search her face for some signs that I nicked her cunt with my fangs or inadvertently hurt her in some unknown human way, she starts slapping my shoulder with one hand while clinging to my horn with the other.

“Put me down, put me down, put me down.”

I do exactly as our mate commands.

Once she’s on her feet, she scurries across the room. I admit, though I’m still frantic I did something wrong while kissing her cunt, I do enjoy the sight of her breasts and her bottom bouncing. Demonesses are much slimmer in the same areas than human females, and I find I much prefer our Tandy’s softness even if I have nothing to compare to it other than my sight.

To my amazement, she’s not racing for the door. The opposite direction, in fact, as my wee human dives for the nest we conjured for her. It nearly swallows her whole, and the shadow blanket I wove for gets twisted around her pale ankle. She kicks it, the thin covering goes flying, and after she rolls around the nest for a moment, she’s on her back.

As I stare, she scoots a little to make room for, then lets her legs fall open, allowing me to see our naked mate completely bare and open and on display for us.

No.

For me .

Damien is gone. Whether be chose to block me from his side of the twin bound—which he rarely does—or something else has caught his attention, I no longer sense him enjoying this moment with Tandy and me.

Which is why, when Tandy pats the nest and says, “Okay. I’m ready. Let’s go,” I’m too distracted to understand what she means.

I tilt my head.

She blows out a breath. “Really, Lucian? You act like you’re a virgin or something. Get over here.”

A virgin… Ah. “You are correct, dear one. I have never mated with a female before.”

Tandy goes still. “Hang on. Didn’t you tell me you were, like, three thousand years old? Older than freaking Jesus? And you’re still a virgin?”

Why does she seem so surprised? I understand that humans do things differently, courtesy of Haures, but in Sombra… “I was waiting for our mate.”

We were waiting for our mate.

A wave of regret washes over me. As much as I want to experience further pleasure with her now, I really should wait for my twin.

“I need to get Damien and invite him to join us.”

“Wait. You weren’t kidding? You want me to fuck you at the same time? You and your gloomy brother?”

I nod. “Yes. Only when you take us at the same time after you’ve accepted our essence will we be able to finalize our bond.”

Her flat brow wrinkles. “Right. That mate bond thing. Look, we can do that later, okay?”

“But Damien—” I begin. I must find him.

“He’ll get a turn, Lucian. I promise. It’s just sex. If he wants to fuck me later, I’ll fuck him, too. You want to discuss some freaky twin threesome you guys are really set on? Fine. Just… I need you now. Like, now. ”

She needs me. How can any male refuse their female when she needs them?

“I am your male. So is Damien. But he is not here and I am, and I will never leave our mate wanting if I can pleasure her.”

Damien will understand. I cannot bond her to me without him, but just like mating her cunt with my tongue, I will now do the same with my cock if that’s what she asks of me.

“Yes. Yes. Pleasure me. Fuck me. I don’t care. But whatever you did to my pussy with your tongue, do it with your dick. Okay? “Cause you did something, right? I could feel it.”

Slowly, giving Damien time to realize what I am about to do without him, I stalk toward my waiting mate. I scent her need on the air, my mouth already watering for another taste, and if I exist for another three thousand years, I will always remember the way her pretty pink cunt glistens for her male on his first approach.

“I gave you my shadows,” I tell her.

She props up on her elbows, her dim eyes fixated on my solid red cock. “What?”

I show her. In between one step and the next, I command my shadows to take shape, turning my demon cock to one that is made of pitch-black shadows that are slightly hazy and suddenly extremely sensitive.

Her eyes go wide. “And doing that to your tongue made me feel like I was having, like, three consecutive orgasms in a row?”

Is that why she screamed? From pleasure? “Yes, dear one.”

“Then get your ass over here with that shadow dick, Lucian, and give it to me.”

Tandy waits for me. I pause at the edge of the nest, reaching for Damien.

There is no answering tug on our twin bond. I frown, and that is a mistake. Our mate mistakes my concern for my twin with a reluctance to mate her, and I sense her pain a split second before her legs start to close.

“It’s okay. I shouldn’t be so damn pushy. If you don’t want to…”

I lay my hand on her knees, “I want to.”

She shudders. “You’re so hot. And, okay, I definitely am attracted to you guys now, but your hand. I mean you’re hot .”

“We are from Sombra,” I coo, easing her legs apart so that I can crawl between them. “We are shadows, but we are also fire. We are heat. So are you, dear Tandy.”

Reaching up, she runs her hand through her hair. “It’s this mop, right? Fiery redhead, huh?”

Bending her legs so that I can fit in my bulk in the cradle of her body, I shake my head. “Hair does not make one full of fire. Heart does. Essence does. Though,” I say, gulping slightly as I fit my cock at her entrance for the first time, “I must admit… red is my favorite color.”

I push a little. My shadow cock glides easily inside of Tandy. She throws her head back, screaming again, though now I know it’s because of how good it feels to her.

Staying where I am though every nerve in my body begs me to move, I wait for her to open her eyes.

Tandy smiles up at me after a moment where she gets used to the sensation of my body filling hers. Then, in an instant, I change my mind. If I live another three thousand years, I will never forget the way her lips twitch in amusement mingled with affection as she raises her hand, placing it over my heart.

Her skin is pale, but compared to mine, it seems slightly pink as she stretches her fingers to stroke my nipple. “Red’s my favorite color, too,”

I kiss her mouth because her cunt is stuffed full of my cock, and she giggles against my lips.

“Thanks, Lucian. I was just dying to know what my own pussy tasted like tonight.”

Withdrawing my cock because I can no longer stay still, I thrust into her, enjoying her delightful little squeals as my shadows caress her cunt from the inside out. “You taste delicious, Tandy.”

“I’m glad you think so. Your dick is pretty freaking awesome, too. You keep moving like that, I might have stick around.”

She’s teasing. I can tell forom her voice and her essence. And yet, that doesn’t stop me from reminding her, “You are our mate, dear Tandy. This is your cock. No one else will ever have it. It belongs to you.”

“Yeah? Then go ahead and let me have it.”

I’ve never been able to resist a dare. Not from Damien, and not from our mate. Following the movement of her hips, treating mating like a dance, I give her everything I have to offer—except for forever, but I cannot do that without my twin.

The entire time I’m mating our mate, I purposely keep our twin bond open. I want Damien to be a part of this moment. Tandy is as much his mate as she is mine, regardless of my twin’s secret beliefs, but even as I brace my arms after I finish giving her my seed and as much essence as I can spare to strength our growing bond, I notice something about the one I share with my brother.

He didn’t block me. It takes more essence than he’ll let me share with him to do that. But it’s missing all the same.

And though the last thing I want to do is wipe the lazy, sated expression off of our dear Tandy’s face after I made her scream from pleasure again and again, I have no choice.

She must know the truth.

“Damien—”

“Mm. What about him? ‘Cause I wasn’t kidding. If he wants to come in, okay. I might need a second to recover from the fucking of a lifetime you just gave me, but I’m down.”

I want nothing more than Damien to claim our mate the way that I just did.

But he can’t.

“Damien… he’s gone .”