Drawn to my Husband's Twin Brother—Strange Thoughts 10.

Dahlia's POV

I watched the car come to a stop in the garage, and a man of about 6'5 stepped out of it, though his back was to me, so I couldn't see his face.

I leaned into Leander. “I thought you said you and your brother are identical.”

“We are,” Leander confirmed, and I gave him a bewildered look.

“Dear, that man is about five foot taller than you.” I pointed at Xander, who still had his back to us.

Leander chuckled.

“That doesn't mean we aren't identical. Wait till you see his face,” he assured me.

Once Xander was sure the car was locked, he turned towards us. My eyes widened as my mouth fell open.

Yes, he did look exactly like my husband but the hotter version of him. He was wearing a short-sleeved top, showing his biceps, which were twice Leander's own, and tattoos scattered all over his arm.

His face had that kind of dark, erotic beauty that I only thought was seen on men who appeared on TV. And as he stalked towards us, I had to pull my thighs together.

His strut held both confidence and dominance.

“Brother,” Leander called, snapping me from my thoughts as he opened his hands wide for him. I quickly picked my jaw off the floor, forcing a smile as Xander turned to face me.

God, his lashes were so dark and beautiful.

“And you must be Dahlia, the woman who has got my twin so smitten.” Xander smiled, stretching his hand towards me.

I looked down at it, swallowed, before forcing a smile on my own face, taking his hand.

“That would be me.” I laughed awkwardly. “And you are Xander.”

“One and only.” He smirked, removing his hand from mine to pull me into a hug. I stiffened immediately. My heart pounded in my chest, my stomach tightened with something I couldn't explain.

“It's nice to meet you, sister-in-law.” He whispered in my ear, causing an involuntary shiver to go through me.

“N-nice to m-meet you too.” I quickly but subtly pulled away from him. I couldn't understand why I was reacting this way.

Leander turned to me, and a frown found his face. “Baby, are you okay?” he asked, looking concerned.

“Huh? Sure, why did you ask?”

“You are sweating.” His voice held confusion.

“Ohh, um, maybe it's the weather. We should probably go in. You must be tired.” I quickly said to Xander but didn't dare to look him in the eyes.

“Of course, I am.” Xander replied calmly as Leander placed his hand on his shoulders and pulled him into the house. I slowly followed behind them, hoping none of them had noticed my behaviour.

Xander ate and caught up with Leander all day. Sometimes he would ask me questions, but I'm sure they must have noticed my lack of enthusiasm in their discussion because after some time they stopped involving me.

I cleared my throat, faking a yawn.

“Um, guys, I'm extremely tired. I should retire to bed now. Good night, Xander, and it was nice meeting you.” I told him with a smile, glad that my voice didn't stumble.

Xander replied with a small curtsy. “Likewise.”

“I should retire too.” Leander said, and I immediately turned to him.

“No, you need to keep Xander company.”

Xander waved his hand dismissively. “It's fine, Dahlia.”

I could feel my stomach tighten at his pronunciation of my name. I quickly swallowed to clear the lump that was starting to form in my throat.

“Let him go to bed. As it is, I'm also tired anyway, and I have to be up early tomorrow.”

I nodded before turning and heading to my bedroom. The moment I entered my room, I laid my back on the door, closing my eyes and breathing heavily.

“What was that all about, Dahlia?” I scolded myself.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to get enough time alone as the door opened to reveal Leander.

“Hey, babe. Are you feeling okay? You were unusually quiet earlier, considering how enthusiastic you were to meet Xander,” he said in a soft voice.

I forced a smile on my lips. “Of course I'm fine. Probably just a little tired.”

Leander's concerned expression slowly disappeared.

“Come on, we should get some rest.” He led me to the bed, tucking me in before entering into his side.

“Goodnight, baby.” Leander whispered.

“Goodnight.”

I must just be anxious. All I need is a good night's sleep, and my emotions would be back to normal. I thought to myself.

Some hours later*

I groaned silently as I turned on the bed for the umpteenth time. I couldn't even bring myself to sleep.

Whenever I closed my eyes, all I thought about was climbing Xander like a tree as I bounced on his cock.

I tried to turn the image to Leander, but I just couldn't. It was always Xander.

I sat up on the bed.

What on earth was wrong with me?

I just met Xander today, and besides, he is my brother-in-law. Why can't my body understand that?

Maybe, I was just being like this because it was my ovulation period. A good fuck should cure my thoughts.

I turned to Leander.

“Baby,” I whispered softly.

“Hmm,” he turned to me sleepily. Noticing my expression, he sat up immediately. “What's wrong, love?”

“Baby, I'm really horny. Let's have sex.” I whispered, straddling his lap as I placed a quick kiss to his lips.

At first, Leander just stared at me bewildered, then he chuckled. “I thought something really bad was happening to you.”

“This is really bad.” I breathed against his neck, sucking on it as I rocked my hips against him.

Leander's hands flew to my thighs, grabbing them. His face lowered to my breast, and he pulled one of my nipples into his mouth.

I let out a satisfied breath as memories of Xander slowly dulled from my thoughts. Leander placed me on the bed, spreading my legs as he penetrated me.

“Hmm,” I moaned as he fucked into me. My head turned towards our bedroom door. I noticed a dark shadow looming at the door.

I frowned as I stared at the door. What was that? I thought.

Suddenly, a thought struck me.

What if Xander was in front of our door, listening to my moans as his brother pounded into me? I had no idea why, but the thought of that turned me on even more.

“Fuck.”

I grabbed one of my breasts as I felt my orgasm starting to build. Leander let out a low groan as he spilled into me. He didn't even wait for me to reach my climax before pulling out of me and falling back on the bed.

I let out a groan internally.

“Goodnight, baby.” He kissed the top of my head. “I love you.”

Before I knew it, he was already snoring. I let out a frustrated sigh.

Looks like I would have to get myself off with my hands again.