She Got You Blushing Twin Novels & Stories

A scream was trapped behind my throat, but I was too frozen in the moment, too terrified to let it out. My fingers tried but failed to clutch the knife in my pocket. Before I knew it, the beast was close enough for me to feel its breath against my skin as it breathed heavily. “Found You.” It said. I let out a piercing scream that rang into the night. “What the hell??!!!” Zubby’s yell broke through my thoughts and I blinked. There she was, glaring at me whilst Leah stood behind her, looking mildly concerned. “What on earth is wrong with you???” Zubby yelled, coming to stand right in front of me.

She choked on an ice cube. “I’m what?” “Sexy as all hell,” Drake chimed in. “In at least ninety-two ways.” “Ha!” she managed. “I hardly have the monopoly on sexy in this room. Have you two looked in the mirror lately?” The twins glanced at each other and simultaneously made an identical expression, and Briley laughed. “OK, yeah,” she said. “Clearly you look in the mirror every time you look at each other, huh?”

Shania’s breasts bounced heavily with every impact, her dark hair sticking to her sweaty face and shoulders. Killian leaned over her back, his chest pressed flush against her as he drove into her ass with short, powerful thrusts. “I’m close, brother,” he growled. “Her ass is too fucking good.” “Fill her,” Damian replied, his own voice rough with impending release. “Let’s give our little thief what she earned. Flood both her holes.” Shania sobbed with pleasure, her body a live wire of sensation. She was lost—completely surrendered to the twins and the overwhelming ecstasy they were wringing from her. Another smaller orgasm rippled through her just as the twins reached their peak together.

Kaelynn answered, and the twins exchanged glances. "On second thought, we'll just sleep in Kaelynn's room," the twins murmured, and I saw Kaelynn blush. Hmmm... It seems she likes one of the twins, as seen by her blushing. This is going to be a lot of fun. TO BE CONTINUED

By noon, I saw Janey return home on the surveillance feed, her figure slumped with defeat. When she noticed a business card tucked into her doorknob, her first instinct was to throw it away. But after a closer look, she slipped the card into her pocket instead. I smiled to myself. It had worked. As expected, Janey borrowed from a loan shark. Within two days, she was on the operating table—double eyelid surgery, a nose lift, full facial fillers, even lip augmentation.

She laughed softly, leaning into him like it was the most natural thing in the world. “At first, when he recognized me as his mate, he actually thought I was you. He got all excited and confused—” she giggled, “but I explained it wasn’t me he’d known, and I was, in fact, your twin sister.” I muttered a small “Oh” and told them I was happy for them. The words came easily. There was no tremble in my voice, no bitter taste of a lie on my tongue. For a second, I thought… maybe I meant it. Maybe my heart had finally surrendered, quietly choosing peace over pain.

When she walked into the room the Twins had been shown into she stood by the door a greedy smile playing on her lips, they were gorgeous and had no need to use a brothel, she thought looking from one to the other. She had never been with Twins before and she thought it might earn her a nice bonus two of them at the same time, ‘What can I do for you gentlemen?’ She purred and they turned to look at her, she was wearing a g-string and stockings with ridiculously high heels and a see-through negligee, she was pretty in a blonde tarty way that men liked and used it to her advantage smiling invitingly.

He leaned slowly to me when suddenly the door bursts open. "Oh my gosh!!!!!!!!" Brooklyn screamed in a girly tone. "I'll kill you BROOKLYN!" Blane got off me and ran out to chase Brooklyn. I bet he will kill his twin for ruining our moments 2 times.

“No need to—” Just then, another blur of auburn burst through the onlookers. A second girl, identical down to the freckles and the frayed hem of her dress, skidded to a halt beside them, panting hard. “Let her go!” the newcomer snapped, yanking her sister’s arm from Riven’s grip with surprising strength. “We were just playing; she didn’t mean to cross the path!” They were twins. I saw it in the way the silent one clung to her sister’s sleeve, and the way the sharp-tongued one shielded her with her body. The speaking twin glared at Riven, then at me, chin high.

Half a month later, the court dropped the verdict. Gregory, Helen, and Nina—all sentenced. As they were led out, Nina passed them under guard. Helen lunged. In the chaos, she yanked a knife from her shoe and drove it into Nina's stomach. Nina went pale and fought back. They struggled. Helen was covered in blood, didn't even care. Hair a mess, mind locked on one thing—revenge for Talia. Once. Twice. Three times... Nine stabs. Nina dropped like a broken doll. No breath. No movement.