Twin Mates Bed Novels & Stories

I then followed the twins. They walked on each side of me as we walked to the first floor of the Packhouse. Walking through the packhouse, it was so big, and I was in awe. One of the twins held the door to a room. This room is so beautiful. The walls were black with white trim and the floors were black marble. The bedsheets were satin that was white and black as well. Black drapes hung from the bedframe. It was incredibly clean. " Mi amor, " Aiden says. " This is our room, and as our mate you can choose whether or not you would like to share it with us."

She obviously doesn’t know what she is to us. “You can stay here as long as you like, you are safe with us little one.” Zand tells her as he walks around the bed. He sits in the chair next to her on the far side and I pull the other chair closer to where I’m stood. “What’s your name?” Zander asks. She won’t look at either of us, just stares blankly at the ceiling. It’s killing me inside, I know Zand feels the same. Our parents have always suspected we might share a mate. I never really believed it. Twins don’t often survive infancy among our kind so there isn’t much information about twins and the mate bond. We are used to sharing everything in life, even sharing responsibility for our pack,

We reached a set of heavy double doors with silver carvings and Kyle pushed them open. “This is our destination, my room's next door.” He threw a thumb to the side. My eyes widened as I took in the room. It was huge and in different shades of black and silver. The twins’ scents of lightning and ocean were very prominent and they wrapped around me. The bed was giant and my feet trembled at the thought of having to sleep in it. In between them. “Do you need anything else?” He asked after I had gotten my fill of the view.

Twin Guardians 2 After Vanessa left in the cab, the house felt quieter than usual. I paced the living room, my mind racing with thoughts of Valerie. Identical twins—same voluptuous body, same heavy tits that begged to be grabbed, same thick ass that swayed like it was made for smacking. I had jerked off to Vanessa countless times, picturing her bent over, moaning my name as I pounded her from behind. Now her exact copy was coming to stay. Alone with me for a week. My cock twitched in my shorts just thinking about it.

It was everything, including the bedside table, the lamp, and even the painting on the wall. “So who’s going to stay here? Someone five foot five and under? What the fuck? Should we throw a Snoopy comforter on the twin to make our customers feel at home? This is a fucking dollhouse. Nobody six feet tall could sleep in this thing.” My number two maintained his equanimity. “Again, there are travelers who want value, and they see no reason to book a standard room when a Snug Single is available. And Blackwood is proposing extra-long twins for rooms, which means the mattress is eighty inches long. It’s big enough.”

Mason declared. Brielle covered her laugh with her hand. “They’ve already decided, huh?” Miss Talbot opened another door. “This is bedroom number four, perfect for the twins on the way.” The room was big, bright, and peaceful. Brielle stepped in, running her fingers over the empty wall. “We could paint this one soft green.” “Or pale yellow,” Jaxon added. “Something warm.” “And neutral,” she said softly, “for both babies.” His hand found hers and squeezed.

James explained. "Enough with the fighting."Let's go upstairs to your room," Lotus said as she walked up the stairs. Lotus was the first to take the twins to their room on the second floor, followed by Monica. When the twins entered the room, they were giddy with delight. The room was quite large, with two beds, two study tables, and two closets. On one side, everything was blue and adorned with a robotic design. Everything on the other side of the room was pink with a princess design.

His eyes widened, "W-what— you have two mates?!" I nervously nodded, "is it bad?" He was speechless for a good one minute, just staring at him with mouth agape in surprise. "No... not really. It depends on the situation," he responded. "Is it rare?" "It is. They called it 'twin mates'." "S-so I have mates that are twins?" He chuckled, "not the literal twins. It was just a term." I nodded in understanding, "what should I do, headmaster?"

I folded my hands across my chest. ‘Andera. You are a grown woman. You will not pout because your kids are ignoring you.’ I whispered to myself. In front of me, I heard the twins gasp loudly. “Wow... ” they exclaimed. “This is so cool,” Timmy said as he ran into his new room. He jumped on the gray bed that was obviously bigger than his old one. Timmy's bed was on the left side of the room; the walls on his side were gray and white, with more toys than he could play with. Rockets, cars, action figures, you name it. Tiffany's side was pink and white, pink bed, dolls, stuffed animals, and a big doll house.

Reilly asked. Alsie snickered, “It’s common for mates to sleep together.” Alsie laughed again. “When the house was designed, the Alphas decided on one large bed for all of us. Having multiple beds pushed together, or nightstands in between beds made it where we had to decide who was sleeping in what bed. I didn’t like that. The compromise was this bed. It’s still separate king size beds but they are pushed and held together by the custom-made sides, headboard, and footboard. It’s like a bed box.”