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He washed her hair When he was done, he took her out of the bathtub and wrapped a towel around her, and then they came out of the washroom. Ryan removed the towel and made her wear the pink gown then dry her hair. After that Ryan went to a table and picked up a box. He took out a diamond chain from the box and made her wear it. The chain has a blue diamond middle of it. E and R were written on the diamond "It is nice," Elena said touching the chain. "Never, put it off love," Ryan said and Elena nodded. "Now let's go. You need to eat" Ryan said. Then they came downstairs.

We leave the house after what feels like an entire emotional marathon, even though it is barely past mid-morning. My chest is still tight, my mind still buzzing, but the twins don’t seem to notice the tension humming between their father and me. They chatter nonstop as we walk toward the car. “Lions,” Nolan announces with the seriousness of a general planning a battle. “Giraffes,” Nova counters immediately. “Lions are scary.” “They’re not scary,” he grumbles. “They’re cool.”

The twins step into the room, their presence filling the space with an electric tension. They are both striking—tall, broad-shouldered, their faces carved with a dangerous handsomeness. One has piercing gray eyes that seem to see through me, while the other's cold blue gaze is softer, yet no less intense. I feel a traitorous flutter in my chest, even as my mind screams danger. "Hello, Tate. I'm Daxon, and this is my brother Mathias. We're here to take you back to the house," the blue-eyed one—Daxon—says, his tone calm but commanding.

I scroll through the contact list and barely find the contact for Dennis when the bedroom door opens. My eyes snap up to find those of the twins. Their eyes are scared, very very scared. Full of concern and worry. As though they actually care about me. As though they actually love me. As though they actually give a fuck about me. What a fucking lie. They don’t give a shit about anyone other than themselves. And their fucking Sara. They are both wearing sweatpants and plain t-shirts. Socks cover their feet. "Hey there, sleepyhead." They both begin to tread toward me slowly.

I don't even know what he/she looks like! "Excuse me!" I stop my pace at the sudden call. My heart starts to race. Two tall thin girls with long pony tails stood behind me. They had a mysterious smile on their face. Have I met them before? "Who- who are you-" "We are the Dolly twins." It was scary how they spoke together. "I am Anji and this is my sister Aurora. Together we are the Dolly twins." I've never seen the two before. Are they new here?

That was how they gained the interest of the wolves and soon, they learnt the animal language and their ways. A month passed, the twins were now eleven years old. They've learnt many things about the wolves, how they hunt, communicate with themselves and many other things but they still were not satisfied with that because Taiwo wanted to become the alpha and Keyinde the beta after which they plan to become the king and queen of the jungle. Both of them sat together on a tree branch not far from the wolves' den one evening, watching the alpha as controlled his subjects. Keyinde: I know what you're thinking the way you watch the alpha. You want to become the alpha.

he triumphantly said as he walked off the dias and towards the real Daniel. They were really identical twins, how was that even possible? This couldn't be true, could it?” Daniel was made to kneel while in front of me, there was no mistake, there were two of them. “Daniel,” I whispered his name as though I had been the one to hurt him. He was a bit responsive but only barely as Donald moved over and grabbed him by the chin, making him grunt in pain, “Weird isn't it?” Poking at his wounds.

I fixed Darling’s bow tie for the fifth time, while Dillon stood beside him, calm and observant as always. “Don’t wander off,” I warned. Darling grinned. “But we’re not babies.” “You are,” I murmured. He gasped dramatically. “I’m six!” “Five,” Dillion corrected. Darling gasped again. “How dare you betray me?” Their small bickering made my lips twitch despite the tension burning beneath my ribs. Tonight mattered. This gala gathered powerful people—CEOs, politicians, media moguls. Anyone could recognize the twins. Anyone could connect dots they shouldn’t.

“But we’re nowhere near done with you yet.” Damian gave her clit one last slow lick, making her twitch, then rose to his feet. Both twins stood over her now, towering and powerful, their identical cocks standing proud and thick—long, veined shafts with heavy balls drawn up tight. They were easily eight inches, maybe more, and so perfectly matched it was almost surreal. Shania stared up at them, chest heaving, her pussy still pulsing with aftershocks. Her top was bunched up above her breasts, leggings tangled around one ankle. She looked thoroughly debauched already, and they had barely started.

Dolly pauses, looking down at her hands making sure she only holds up two fingers, “hunt but not too good.” She finishes speaking, bouncing happily in my lap as she eats very animatedly, making chomping noises. “Imagine when Gunnar and Roan are this big,” Jonathan speaks to me through the link, and I can’t hide my smile as Dolly continues to talk to Thane. “They’re going to be something else; I can only imagine them having Osric wrapped around their fingers like this one,” I admit, looking down at Dolly who is using her hands to tell a story to Thane, making him laugh.