Fucked by the Alpha twins 4

What I had been taught by the attendants was how to pleasure the Alphas.

They had said that even if all of this was about finding their hidden mate, Alpha Claude and Alpha Silas were men who enjoyed sex—so they liked to feel good during intimacy.

But what they hadn’t mentioned, what they hadn’t prepared me for… was how to react to this.

To one of the Alphas wanting to go down on me.

How was I supposed to react?

How was I supposed to feel?

Was I supposed to make eye contact? Was I supposed to enjoy it? Was I supposed to make any noise or stay silent?

I didn’t know.

But as I stared into Silas’s piercing eyes, locked so intently on me that it made it hard to breathe, I couldn’t look away.

His gaze didn’t waver as he muttered those words under his breath, and then slowly tugged down the waistband of my panties.

Before I could react, his grip on my waist tightened.

He lifted me slightly, making my back arch, and in one motion, pulled off my black, soaked panties.

And as I watched him with wide eyes, he held them in his hand… and then did the most unthinkable thing.

He brought them to his nose and took a slow whiff.

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach as I stared at him, my cheeks flushing a frightening shade of pink.

Oh my goddess...

My eyes widened as I watched him—watched the way his eyes fluttered closed for a brief second, then opened, flashing a hint of white before narrowing on me.

All the air felt knocked out of my lungs as I met his gaze, unable to look away. My core throbbed with excitement for this man, and there was no doubt Silas could scent it.

His eyes flicked down to my dripping wet pussy, and a small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

“You smell better than the rest,” he murmured, his voice low and thick with heat, like he could read my mind. “Especially when you’re this desperate—soaking and aching to be touched.”

I inhaled a shaky breath as he suddenly gripped my thighs tighter and leaned in closer to my pussy and to my utter shock, he held my gaze with those cold, unreadable eyes as he slowly stuck out his tongue…

And then he took a slow, deliberate drag up my clit from bottom to top.

A whimper escaped me before I could stop it.

“Nnngh—” I moaned, quickly slapping a hand over my mouth, my eyes dropping when I saw the flicker of amusement in his gaze.

What was I doing? Why did this feel so good? Oh goddess…

“This is really amusing, brother. I've never seen you give this kind of pleasure to any woman after the curse. What was it you used to say? That it was all just fucking for the sake of it?”

Claude’s voice cut through the haze, and I tilted my head slightly to find him lounging on the couch, sipping wine with a lazy smile, his eyes fixed on me with amusement.

But what caught my attention was the hard bulge in his pants.

He was hard again even after cumming once.

I swallowed hard, my gaze flicking back up to his face just as he met my eyes… and smirked.

The moonlight hit him just right, making him look otherworldly.

“She’s different,” Silas’s voice snapped me back, and I bit my bottom lip as I felt his warm breath tickle my clit.

“For some reason, my wolf craves her. He wants her… I want her.”

And as soon as the words left his mouth, Silas closed the distance.

His fingers brushed over my clit, and then, his tongue plunged inside me.

A gasp tore from my lips, my head thrown back onto the bed as his fingers joined his tongue, fucking me with a rhythm that made my whole body tremble.

It was overwhelming. Consuming. Pleasure unlike anything I’d ever felt.

I saw stars—literally. My vision swam, and my breathing grew rapid as Silas drove his fingers and tongue inside me, hitting all the right spots… the deepest spots.

It hadn’t even been that long, yet I could already feel myself teetering on the edge, ragged pants escaping me.

One of my hands instinctively grabbed the sheets while the other flew to cover my mouth, trying to muffle the moans, just in case he wouldn’t like those lewd, sinful sounds spilling from me.

But the next second, he pulled his tongue from me, though his fingers didn’t stop. No, they moved faster, deeper, hungrier.

Lifting my head slightly to look at him, I saw him lick his bottom lip, eyes dark and intense as he spoke.

“Moan for me, she-wolf,” he rasped, his voice low and rough, barely above a whisper. “Scream for me, I want to hear how good I’m making you feel.”

His voice dipped even lower like it wasn’t just him speaking anymore. Like his wolf was speaking through him.

“I want to hear you moan like a desperate little slut… while you fall apart and cum all over my fingers.”

My body trembled under his piercing gaze, and just as he curled his fingers and hit a spot that made my head spin, a loud moan slipped from my lips.

I arched my back and bucked my hips, desperate for more.

“Nnngh—Goddess, please… right there, Alpha Silas. Please, right there.”

I wasn’t sure how I’d found the courage to speak like that, but the words tumbled out of me as my eyes fluttered shut.

I could feel his gaze burning into me as his fingers moved faster, hitting that exact spot again and again, making my moans and cries grow louder.

“Goddess…” I whimpered, breathless, as Silas added his tongue once more and I knew in just a matter of minutes, I’d be cumming undone.

He seemed to know it too, because I tightened around his fingers, my release quickly approaching.

“What a good girl,” an amused voice murmured beside me, “taking my brother’s fingers so well.”

My eyes snapped open at the sound, and I turned my head to find Claude sitting casually on the bed beside me.

Relaxed. Composed. As if watching his brother finger me was the most normal thing in the world.

No—worse. He was turned on by it.

His darkened gaze burned into mine, and before I could say a word, before I could even react, he leaned in.

His hand came up to hold my chin, tilting my face toward him…

And then he slammed his lips onto mine.

His lips moved against mine—rough and demanding. And even if this was my first time ever kissing a man, it made my stomach flutter. His lips were warm and perfect against mine.

But maybe it was because I wasn’t good at it, or because I was already trembling, already humping myself against Silas’s fingers but I couldn’t kiss him properly.

Yet despite that, he didn’t seem to care.

His hand slipped to the curve of my neck and slowly tightened as he kissed me harder, cutting off my air supply.

And somehow, that made the pleasure even more intense.

Within seconds, I cried out and at that same moment, Silas pulled his fingers from inside me. As my hips bucked against his face, I began cumming hard.

Everything after that felt fuzzy.

As I came down from my high, all I could do was feel and listen.

Feel—as Silas hungrily licked me clean, like I was the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.

Listen—as Claude leaned back and whispered how good I was, gently stroking my hair.

I wasn’t sure how it happened, but the next moment, I came through, my dress and lacy bra already on the ground, and the same went for Claude and Silas.

But being naked… that wasn’t what made my breath hitch.

It was my position...

I blinked, finding myself on Silas’s lap as he leaned back on the bed, holding me by the waist, only inches between us.

As I tried to take in the way his beautiful eyes stared at me, filled with lust, I stiffened.

I felt a presence behind me, leaning in slowly.

My heart pounded in my chest as Claude pressed up against my back, his rock-hard body molding to mine.

He leaned toward my ear, his breath hot against my skin, and murmured in a breathless whisper:

“Are you ready, she-wolf?” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “Ready to be stretched wide and fucked by two cocks at once?”