Tortured By My Twin Mates Novels & Stories

I was so desperate for his closeness. "Once I have you, you'll be mine" He peppered my neck with kisses and inserted a digit inside my awaiting cunt. "Just take me, Aamon, just do it and free me of this burning," I offered with a moan yet he gripped my jaw in one hand while the other sped up, my juices leaked as my pussy was already wet and ready for him. I needed this so badly than i had ever needed anything in my entire life, i needed Aamom Blackwood, my mate and the twin brother of my biggest enemy.

I would have reminders of this torture to last a lifetime. “Well, she is on her way,” my twin says as he walks over. “Who,” I ask as I am growing delirious with the pain. “Our mate,” he replies. “NO!” I yell not wanting Amelie anywhere near this freak. He had no good intentions.

We share the same fate with mates who just wish to torture us for no good reason. This is worse than I had ever imagined it would be.

I whispered to myself. Since the twins would gonna be declared I and Alpha Ryker as mates. "Razine and Ryker are now mates..." they announced. I felt a sigh of relief after they said that. Because I can now leave this place because staying longer in here, makes me more uncomfortable. "You are such an ugly woman and don't deserve Ryker. You are useless and won't even be a big help to Ryker. He is an Alpha, and who do you think you are? You must choose a male to be your mate," the twins insulted me.

But then again, maybe wolves who killed their mates didn’t get second chances… But it was the only thing that made sense. I was Rain’s Second Chance Mate. But I was also still Ryan’s mate, because we’d never really rejected each other – or accepted in this case? Shit! Why did my head hurt thinking about this? “So,” I said slowly, feeling so confused at the moment, I felt like I needed to lie down. That or pace the room, to which my stomach loudly protested. “Your twin brother… is my fated mate?!”

The day I died was the same day as my twin sister’s birthday party. She was in tears and was wrapped up in my boyfriend’s arms. My mom was seething with anger and kept calling me over and over again. My brother was clearly upset and sent me a text saying, "You’re so selfish. You just can’t stand to see anyone else happy." Even my usually quiet dad was furious and said, "She’s nothing but an ungrateful brat." I touched my chest. Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore.

I drank every single drop of the bottle and two more bottles of vodka before stopping as I lost my sense after that. The morning was more painful than the night I spent watching Lyra with another man. The headache was so boisterous about its presence that I couldn’t hear anything around me at all for a few seconds. I clasped my head with both of my hands and sat on the edge of the bed. “How are you doing, boss man?” I raised my head slowly and found Matero in the doorway of my bedroom. “I am in hell,” I whispered. “I know. The way you emptied three bottles last night, I am surprised to see you are able to get up in the morning.”

She didn't face any consequences and had never regretted an action. Being her twin sister had always been torture, people who knew I was her twin back in high school often tried to hurt me to get back to her. She had never cared though, sometimes when she finds out I'm being bullied in her stead, she joins in on the fun as she calls it. But they should be places and times where even the most ruthless villains draw the line, like betraying a man like Alexander Hawkthorne. The more I thought about all I could likely face in the hands of this man, the weaker I got.

"Did you see Lucas with the new girl?" "He will ruin her like all the others. Pierce twins do not do relationships." "Logan is worse, he does not even pretend. Just cold brutality." "At least Lucas makes you feel wanted before he breaks you." My stomach twisted. What had I walked into? My wolf stirred restlessly, getting worse each day, more agitated, more present. I reached into my bag for the small bottle of herbal supplements and swallowed one without water, needing my wolf to calm down before she did something I would regret.

A sweet scent of tangerines filled my nose and I felt my foggy mind refresh as the chant of my wolf got louder in my head. ‘Xara? Is it true that he is our mate?’ I asked as soon as I saw recognition in his eyes and a smile on his face. ‘Yes!’ she said happily, despite I could still sense her in a turmoil. I had only ever heard of very few people receiving second chance mate and usually it was difficult to find them but to think that I was fated to be mates with the twin brother of my ex-mate! What are you trying to do Moon Goddess? “Asa…” he slowly called out my name as he hugged me to himself making an explosion of butterflies happen in my gut. My body already weak from the previous trauma