Filed to story: Sinful Mates (Imogen) Book by Jessica Hall
I shift away, reaching one hand up to brush my throat. “Marks me?” Does that mean he is going to bite me too? I sit up, fighting to slow my heartbeat. Theo’s eyes move to mine, an intensity glittering in them that takes my breath. The fog creeps around me.
“I won’t hurt you, Imogen, and I won’t mark you until you say I can.” I stare wide-eyed before quickly nodding my head. The thought of being bitten scares me, being owned like some sort of property scares me.
“I shouldn’t have marked you without permission, that’s not usually how it’s done,” Tobias comments, voice laced with guilt. He gets up and walks into the bathroom adjacent to the bedroom, “You want a shower?”
I nod before climbing off the bed and following. I’m still naked, but my nudity doesn’t phase me anymore. They both have examined my intimate bits extremely thoroughly, so nothing really left to be shy about. “Where is the man and lady from yesterday?” I ask, or is it the day before? I passed out so many times lately I have no idea what day of the week it is anymore. But being lost in a haze-filled lust kind of makes nothing else matter.
“They went home, this is mine and Tobias’ place. Our parents don’t live with us,” Theo comments, walking up behind me and nuzzling the back of my neck. Wait, did he say their parents as if they are brothers? I stop. “You’re brothers?” I whip around, smacking Theo’s eyes with my hair.
They look nothing alike, and they aren’t even the same species or creature. I don’t know what to classify them without sounding rude.
“Not in the biological sense. We aren’t inbred; we’ll explain later. For now, I want to get you all wet,” he whispers in my ear again, giving my lower back a push toward the showers.
The bathroom is huge, with soft gray tile and black countertops with gold finishes. Tobias is already in the shower which could easily fit another three people and has multiple shower heads. Reaching out, Tobias grabs my wrist and pulls me under the stream of water. I chuckle when I smack into his chest, nearly slipping on the soap suds on the floor. Tobias holds me upright, steadying me. Theo steps in behind me and reaches for a loofah and shower gel that’s sitting on a shower niche behind Tobias.
I move over to the second shower head and start wetting my hair before shampooing it, trying to untangle the knots that have formed. While rinsing it out, I feel hands touch my breasts. I know who it is because even under the hot water his hands are colder than mine and definitely colder than Tobias’ hot skin, though the stream of water has warmed them some. I try to quickly rinse the shampoo out that’s stinging my eyes when I feel Tobias’ chest press against my back, his hands grip my hips as he pulls me flush against him.
“Not fair, I can’t see,” I whine. He pushes me back under the stream and I manage to get the shampoo out and open my eyes to Theo, whose darkened eyes are watching me. I step back into Tobias, his hands go back to my hips.
Theo’s fangs elongate. “You said you wouldn’t,” I gasp, stumbling over my words. The way he looks at me is like a predator watching its prey.
“I won’t, your scent is just stronger from the steam. You don’t need to worry,” he says, reaching for me. I step closer, his hands taking the place of Tobias’s as I’m lifted and forced to grab a hold of his shoulders to stop from falling backward. As I wrap my legs around his waist, Theo’s lips crash into mine, making me moan out before I feel Tobias at my back, pressing into me, hot and cold. Tobias kisses my shoulder, letting go with one arm. I reach back and grab his hair, pulling softly.
I hear him groan. His mouth nips at my skin while his hands run over my ass cheeks and down my thighs that are secured around Theo’s waist. I can feel Theo’s erection standing tall. I wriggle down, trying to get enough friction or get him to enter. Theo, realizing what I want, loosens his grip so I slide down slightly. I feel his cock part my lips but not enter, which makes me groan into his shoulder.
“You want this?” he asks, thrusting upwards, but still not entering. I feel Tobias push his warm body against my back and I lean back into him, my head rolling onto his shoulder as one arm goes around his neck. Tobias hands go to my nipples as he pinches and twists them between his fingers. Theo’s lips go to my neck as he thrusts inside me with one hard push.
My walls instantly clamp down at the sudden pain of having to try and stretch around him. He holds still for a few seconds, letting my body adjust and accommodate his size. Tobias starts sucking on my mark, my body instantly relaxes under his touch as pleasure builds inside me. Theo pulls out before slamming back into me.
I moan out and grip his shoulders with both hands, letting go of Tobias when Theo repeats the motion, moving faster. His hard cock slams into me, making me moan out and my legs squeeze tighter around his hips. My stomach tightens, and I can feel my orgasm building. Theo’s face moves closer, and I feel him nipping at my chin and the side of my lips before he kisses me hard, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth, his teeth grazing it. I can taste my own blood, but it is soon gone when his tongue plunges into my mouth. He groans against my lips. I feel Tobias hand move along my ass before his fingers slide between my ass cheeks, pressing on the tight muscles of my ass. I moan at the pressure, my head falls into the crook of Theo’s neck as he continues to pound inside me.
“You like what Tobias is doing, Imogen?” I moan as his finger pushes inside me, all while Theo continues to thrust harder. Tobias pulls his finger out before adding another. Then, he pulls them in and out slowly. Tobias lips move to my shoulder as his fingers play with my ass, moving faster. I push back into him.
“Not yet, you’re not ready for that yet,” Tobias says, his lips moving to my mark as he continues his movements. My walls clench onto Theo’s cock, and he slows, groaning, before shoving his cock in harder and I’m shoved off the edge.
My orgasm makes my walls clamp down on him, and I feel him twitch inside me as pleasure ripples throughout my entire body. I feel Theo come inside me as his movements slow and I ride out my orgasm. Soon, Tobias pulls his fingers from me.
My head slumps on Theo’s shoulder as my arms drape lazily around his neck. My breathing is ragged, and my eyes start to close. I feel Theo’s flaccid cock pull out of me.
Tobias starts washing me. Eventually, I unlatch my legs from Theo’s waist and slide to my feet. We quickly shower, both of them help me wash before I step out and grab a green towel off the towel rack, wrapping it around my body tightly.
Walking into the bedroom, I sit on the bed. Theo destroyed what was left of my skirt the other day, and I can’t see my blouse anywhere. I sit on the edge of the bed, not having anything to put on. Theo walks into the closet and comes out with a pair of shorts on and a shirt in his hand. He walks over to me and pulls the shirt over my head, so I quickly slip my arms in and remove the towel. I hang the towel up in the bathroom and follow them out of the bedroom.
Tobias walks down some stairs, and I find myself marveling at the house. It’s huge, its stone walls and exposed wooden beams on the roof gives it a rustic feel. Walking down the staircase, I can see onto the floor below which has slate floors. I feel Theo’s hand on my shoulder, steering me in the right direction as we step into a living room with a huge fireplace. Bookshelves line the walls from floor to ceiling, on either side of the fireplace. There is a fluffy gray rug and cushions sitting in front of the fireplace, which is crackling and casting shadows throughout the room. It looks very cozy, considering the size. Walking past the couches, which are a soft brown fabric, I run my hand along the top of it, liking the feel of its fabric under my hand.
Theo steers me through another door, which turns out to be a galley style kitchen. It has brown cupboards, black marble countertops, and top of the line appliances. I sit on a stool at the island in the center of the kitchen. Tobias is rummaging in the stainless steel fridge. I rest my head on the cool countertop, “Don’t fall asleep, Imogen, you need to eat.” Tobias says while walking over and brushing my hair that has fallen over my face. He leans down and kisses my cheek, chuckling to himself before going back to whatever task he’s doing. I hear Theo pulling pots from the cupboard and look up.
“Want any help?” I ask.
“Nope, we’re good,” Theo says, turning around and winking at me. I rest my head on my hand and yawn.
“When are we going back?” I ask. Neither of them acknowledges my question, which I find strange. So, I ask again. “Hello, when are we going back to civilization?”
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