Novel & Cerita Twin Mates Bed

The scent of cedarwood filled the air, mingling with something distinctly theirs—an intoxicating mix of pine, musk, and a hint of spice that seemed to cling to the room like a second skin. Small personal touches stood out here and there—a stack of books on the coffee table, a framed photo of the twins as boys with their father, and a set of weights tucked neatly in the corner. There was also one of them as very young children with a woman, whom I assumed was their mother. She was beautiful. "This is… cosy," I said, glancing around, a small smile tugging at my lips. Cole grinned as he led me toward the third bedroom. "We try," he said with a shrug. "We're simple guys."

Dad decided and the twins nodded. We all walked up to our rooms. "This is Stone's room. Ash's is across the hall. This is Blade's and Jaden's is next to Ash's. Zeke's room is here and West's is across the hall next to Jaden's. This is Willa's room here. Every room has an en suite." Dad explained and the twins frowned. "We just need one room." Willa stated firmly. "But you each need your own bed..."Stone began and the twins chuckled.

Eric asked again and tried to stand to his feet, but Zayden pulled him down instantly and rolled over to lay on his stomach. His eyes darkened as he glared at Eric. "It's our mate we found, not yours," Zayden deadpanned. "Ouch, you don't have to remind me of my single life man!" "It's not about your single life, Eric" he said and ran a hand through his long black hair, "it's just that we can't accept her" he finished. Eric raised a brow at Zayden's words, "And why is that?" He asked surprised. The twins had waited for their mate for so long.

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE The silence after the door closed was a special kind of cruelty. It stretched between Carlton and me, filling the room with everything neither of us could say at the moment. I had been stupid. Not only had I slept with my twin sister's husband, I had gotten pregnant by him too. Twelve weeks. Why didn't it ever occur to me, once in that entire mansion to take contraceptives? Why hadn't I thought far enough ahead when Carlton was apparently doing it without a condom, night after night, like consequences were something that happened to other people?

I heard king Jayden ask. I looked around once again, actually taking in the place. It was indeed beautiful. Floor-to-ceiling windows that opened to a colossal balcony that overlooked the lush forest. A massive bed with a light grey velvet headboard that almost touched the fourteen feet ceiling that could fit at least five people, a giant crystal chandelier in the middle, it shined so bright I thought they were diamonds, maybe they were: the twins were rich as hell. Towards the side, gray sofas were in front of a massive television under a fireplace and a mirrored dressing table to the side. There were two doors on the side, probably the bathroom and walk-in. I wondered whose room this was.

Unlike me. My heart stopped racing. Silence had stretched between us for more than five minutes now. Deciding I couldn’t let it prolong any longer, my shoulders loosened up as I broke the silence. “Do we have to do anything about it for now?” I asked him, and I was surprised when my voice didn’t fidget. Xander and I are still mates. Until he rejects me or I do. Like I wasn’t having enough dealing with how akward things had turned between us since I’d been out of prison, now I had to deal with another circumstance— my mate’s twin being my second fated mate.

The same type of calmness was absent in me as blushing furiously at his words I hid my face in my mate’s chest that rumbled out in laughter at my reaction. How could they talk about such a sacred and private act so easily? “Don’t worry doctor I will mark her as mine as soon as we get home-” Before he could complete his sentence, another dramatic shout was heard as the door to my cabin room banged open. “What?” Clay shouted and turning my head to look at the hateful and scum creature I was unable to hide the surprise from reflecting on my face. What was this piece of shit doing here? “You cannot mate with her!” he shouted again and the look that overtook his face and shadowed his features was

Mates weren’t meant to be shared. At least, that’s what he had always believed. But as the words sank in, a strange realization settled over him—he didn’t feel the jealousy he had expected. No rage. No possessiveness. Just an overwhelming sense of connection. “Say something,” Jake muttered, his jaw tightening. Lucas exhaled sharply. “I don’t— I don’t understand. How is this possible?” Jake’s expression darkened. “It’s not unheard of. In our family, having two mates isn’t impossible. It’s rare, but it happens.”

The room was decorated in pink and blue. The room was a wonderland of colors and creativity, perfectly tailored for the twins. On one side, the walls were painted a soft pastel pink, adorned with delicate floral patterns and whimsical fairy decals. The bed, covered with a fluffy pink comforter, had a canopy draped in sheer, sparkly fabric, making it look like a princess’s bed. Plush toys, from unicorns to teddy bears, were neatly arranged on shelves, and a little vanity set complete with a mirror and tiny stool stood by the window.

We then make our way upstairs and I see the different guest bedrooms and then our master bedroom which had an attached balcony and a large walk-in bathroom with a jacuzzi tub inside it. Finally, we reach the twins rooms which was a large room with a sliding door in the middle to divide it. One half was set up as a nursery full of baby items that they would need or could use and was painted sky blue. The other half was full of toys and a rocking chair, couch, mounted TV and forest green painted walls.