Twin Mates Bed Novels & Stories

Trying to come up with a good plan until she slept off. A few hours later, it was almost 4:00 pm and her match was at 8:00 pm. She stood on the bed and did some stretches and yoga poses. Her body was still aching from the previous matches. Putting on tight black leggings and a sports bra, she tied a scarf around her head. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she sighed out. There was an easy way out if she quit. The casino's successor will be one of the top five fighters.

Was he her other mate? He couldn't help but feel like he'd been deceived. What kind of twin would make promises that would take her away from her mate? There's a pattern here, he thought. Alee, his mate, would come on Tuesdays and Thursdays, while her other twin would come on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Why can't they come together?

“You had me but you rejected me for my sister not any other person but my twin sister but somehow you just won’t leave me alone or let me go, you put me in my present condition because I wanted to leave tell me would any mate do that to their mate? “See I get that the mate bond is what is drawing us to do this but trust me when I say we can’t continue like this, I know cheating is something you are used to but I am not used to it so whatever this is between us needs to stop” I could see the tears in her eyes.

A basement? It was no torture basement, though. The scary ones in movies where all atrocities happen. Hell, no. The light cream sandstone walls were all perfectly smooth, apart from the occasional niche that was being used as a mini shelf. The floors were covered with a plush beige carpet that looked invitingly soft. There was a very masculine-style triple wardrobe and a large set of drawers; both a dark oak that matched the headboard of the platform bed. The bed itself was under a smooth arch that had been hewn into the basement, making it cozy despite that the bed was huge. But not cozy enough that she was enjoying this freaky little scenario.

Leam said as he took a quick bite of the eggs. “That is true. It is extremely rare for someone to have two mates, even for twins. It is usually only alpha twins that have a single mate. Although it doesn’t make sense to me.” Lucas said and Leam nodded in agreement. “Considering we are encouraged to have many pups. Not exactly fair to our single mate, is it?” Leam mentioned. “Right, yeah. I was definitely not expecting two mates. I was expecitng more than one and I guess I am worried that I won't be able to satisfy you.”

“You know that as well as I do. A Silver Wolf strengthens any bloodline she joins. Every Alpha within five hundred miles knows it too. That’s exactly why we can’t keep her hidden forever.” “Father…” He raised a hand, and I stopped. “We’re going to find her a mate. As soon as possible.” He said it plainly, like he was discussing a trade agreement. “A mate will protect her. It settles the question before anyone can fight over it. Her mother already agrees. We’ll hold a small gathering, quietly, and choose someone suitable. She’ll be safe here, with us, and with a mate at her side.” A mate. The word landed somewhere in my chest and turned to fire. It was going to be over my dead rotting body be

Emilia pushed her food around her plate, barely listening to whatever small talk was happening — until Isadora cleared her throat with theatrical sweetness. “I’ve decided,” she said brightly, setting down her glass of wine. “ I’d be sleeping in Luca’s room tonight.” Emilia’s hand froze over her fork. Marco raised an eyebrow. Isadora smiled, far too satisfied. “I was the first twin to find him. And honestly I miss all the great sex we had, it is only appropriate we resume from where we stopped ” she added, her gaze flicking directly to Emilia like a dagger coated in lip gloss. The room went still.

Khanu smugly finished Chanu’s words as they guided her to their newly remodeled guestroom. It used to have a queen-sized bed, but as they planned for this moment for a whole month, the twins decided to buy another customized Queen size bed and put them together. Now the bed is more than just enough for the three of them. But practically speaking, they do not need a massive bed. They love to cuddle anyway. Still, they bought one. Just in case she wants to sleep over without the two of them by her side, she will have to have a big bed, least she fell, and Don Edward finds out, the twins will be in danger of having a broken bone or two. “What room is this?” Val asked when she noticed the room l

It has always been there, even before we knew what it was. Cael presses his forehead to mine because the tunnel is too small to move. His breath is hot on my face because he is close. The blood on our hands is sticky between us because we are still holding on. The voice comes back and says, “A twin bond cannot break,” and the words land inside my head, not my ears. It says, “It can only be transferred,” because that is the old law, and “One heart must carry it alone,” because two hearts will burn out by the full moon.

She pushed forward, her desires clear—she wanted both her mates nearby. "We can all use the main bedroom," I said, surprising myself with the boldness. "It's large enough, and we're all adults here." I met their startled gazes steadily. "Just to sleep. I think... I think Star would rest better with both of you nearby." The twins exchanged a glance, some silent communication passing between them. "If you're sure," Jackson said carefully. "I am," I replied, more confident than I felt. "Besides, we should get used to being around each other if this mate bond is real."