Dolan Twins Nudes Novels & Stories

I sat down, thinking about what game Liam was playing. Nolan walked inside. My love, Salem, is waiting for you to train. Why are you smiling like you know something I don’t? he asked, locking eyes with me. The doctor tested the twins at my request, and I paused. Dahlia is yours, too. The twins are yours, Nolan. He stood there staring like I dropped a bomb. I knew it, the connection I have with her….He lifted me off the floor and kissed me hard. Nolan, Liam, is playing a game. I don’t understand how he covered the scent?

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.

Then he slammed in. Dorian in my ass with sensual rolls that kept me full, Damian in my pussy with rough, deep thrusts, both of my holes were stretched to their limit. The fullness cleared out any trace of exhaustion I felt. Both my holes continued to clench around their cocks as they moved in alternate directions. “Twins… using me…” I moaned as my sick fantasy spilled out. “Both cocks filling my holes… it’s so wrong…so good.” Dorian kissed my neck, whispering, “That’s why we make a good team. Both of us… We were made for this… Made to ruin you.”

Third party Pov "Why are you here, and how do you know where I live?" Dillon asked, flabbergasted at the men standing before him. Ignoring Dillon's question, the twins pushed past him and headed inside his home, not caring about his little rant. Once inside, they saw his girlfriend, Stella. Stella sat half-clothed on Dillon's couch, wearing only her bra and sports shorts while watching TV. Seeing the twins, who were gorgeously handsome and dressed like the billionaire celebrities she had only seen on TV, Stella decided to work her charm.

His tattooed sternum was slightly revealed up at the undone buttons of his dress shirt, He had his mask pushed off to the top of his head and his tattooed fingers were decorated with expensive rings. His twin was dressed the same, but he had a tie on. The guys wore something close to 500 grand and they knew it. The strong scent of their cologne was heavy in the air and they were, super yummy. "Your marks are covered well." Lorenzo pointed out with his finger and I reclined in my seat, then refixed the neckline that was secured safely around my neck, covering each and every single hickey on my front and back. From there, the drive was filled with Laura's crazy whispers and my snorts of laught

It covered her chest, but her vagina was in full view. I felt so uncomfortable, but these naked werewolves didn't share my embarrassment. I guess being naked was the norm around here. I saw Topher and Talon drooling as they took in Cleo's nudity. I could hear the sexy hums that were vibrating off their chests. "Control yourselves pups!" Allen yelled at the twins. "What did we do?" Talon questioned. Allen just shook his head and moved farther from them. Zander looked at the twins. His face morphed into disgust. "GO PUT SOME FUCKING CLOTHES ON!" Zander roared. "GO NOW! BEFORE I CUT BOTH OF YOUR DICKS OFF!"

"Baby, please... I need you. I need it right now." "No," Kingsley teased, his hand moving rhythmically over himself as he watched her. "I’m going to punish you a little longer. You don't want it enough yet. Beg more. Twerk for me." Moturanyo watched, hidden in the shadows of the doorway, her breath hitching. She saw her friend obey, her body slick with sweat, her movements desperate and wild. The raw carnality of the scene sent a jolt through Moturanyo’s own body. Her hand drifted down, her fingers trembling as she touched herself through her clothes, a silent command echoing in her mind: Please, fuck my friend. Please.

I sigh with appreciation. My perky twin nipples erect, begging for their attention. Theo cups my breast and pinches the nipples. " So perfect." He moves his hand down, sliding them against the sensitive skin, making me moan. " So beautiful," Theo says, his hands sliding down further. His fingers find my clit and start to circle it. " Ohh," I moan. " Oh, please." " Please what?" " Please fill me." " How bad do you want it?" " So bad."

Astrid fell asleep the moment she came apart on their dicks. Yes, they double penetrated her, stretching her further and claiming her in every way possible. She woke up a few hours later. Her entire body felt like it was run over by a truck, but nevertheless, a sick part of her admitted that it was the best sex ever. She couldn't deny it anymore, the twins kinda completed her. She tried imagining a world without them, and she had to also admit that it would have been as boring as hell.

Women who are close to getting released are usually very weak and difficult to resist. "But, Mister-" "I'll double your pay today. Take it easy." I interrupted Aryo's refusal, positioning his hard-on right into Milly. Their long moans sounded harmonious. It was pretentious to refuse earlier, being brought together still won the animal lust. Half running, I searched for something in the nightstand drawer in my room. Taking out a strip of pills and some safety packs, condoms. I went back to see them still silent even though they were hugging each other.