Twin Mates Bed Novels & Stories

I can feel my cheeks burning. “Yes. Do you expect us to sleep in a different room?” He asked and chuckled before he headed inside while removing his coat and tie. I was left outside, gulping and clenching my cold hands. I followed him to our room. When he opened the door and we both came in, I quickly smelled how manly it was. There is a king size bed in the middle. A couch on the side. A vanity mirror on the left side, where everything I need is surely there.

So, I predict a healthy and sustained sex life for our future. Which was another thing. Sharing a bed. I haven’t shared a bed with Henrik since we got too big to share a crib. We’re twins and shared the womb, but we needed our own space. It took till we turned thirteen to convince our parents to give us separate bedrooms. And now? Now, we were going to have a lifetime of sharing a bed. At least there will always be a sexy blonde in the middle of the bed.

We load my baby with our stuff. Yes, I call my truck my baby. It's a Dodge Ram 2500 fully loaded, with a 6.7L turbo diesel. I got it with a lift kit fully loaded in Hydro blue. She is my baby and will be until I find my mate. I have a twin, Luca. Neither of us has found our mate yet. It is not from a lack of trying. "We don't have all day, bro; now hurry up, "I hear Luca from the passenger side of the truck. I throw my stuff on the back and jump in the driver's seat. No one drives baby but me.

I blew a breath out of my nose, trying to understand what was happening. Mates, MATES?! Plural. Hot, sexy, delicious, mates; and I had two. How was this possible? This was unheard of, unacceptable, but I couldn't deny the pull toward them both. They were obviously as flustered and confused as I was, I saw both of their nostril's flare as they took in my scent. While I couldn't see Zach's pupils as his eyes were too dark, Mike's dilated noticeably. His mouth turned up at the corner, into a slight smirk.

My eyes flickered, and I slowly began to wake as I felt a cool breeze fanning my face. I opened my eyes and found myself sleeping in the open quarters of the twins. Their bed is so big it could probably fit a dozen people. But they’re big guys, and I like having a large bed too. It’s unbelievably soft, and the sheets and pillows are so smooth, in various colors. My mates were cuddled up next to me, their arms wrapped around me. I smiled, sat up a little, and kissed their cheeks. I squealed when Izar suddenly pulled me on top of him. I bit my lip and ground against him. He growled and his hand slid down to stroke my thigh.

she repeated softly. The twins didn’t seem to notice anything unusual. Instead, they sprinted further down the hall, throwing open another door. "This must be our room!" Matteo squealed. Inside, two small twin beds were set up, each one with vibrant superhero bedspreads, shelves already lined with toys, and a big window that looked out over the gardens. "Wooow," Antonio whispered, running over to jump onto one of the beds. Antonia stood at the door, her heart aching with tenderness.

“It's easy to fix, but it's beautiful and perfect for the twins,” “Your right. Let's come to the master bedroom,” he said and we went next to the twins' room. I was greeted by a King size bed and the area is wide, there is also a TV here and there is also a sofa. “Hubby, do you still have a TV?” “Well, we can watch as a bonding, right? Then the whole house's CCTV is connected, especially the twins' room, so we can still monitor them.” I nodded at him because of that.

It was like having two king-sized beds beside one another, but there was no seam to separate them, and the headboard and bedding were just as massive. “I would love to know where you get the sheets for that thing,” I pointed at the bed. Miles grimaced. “My pops insisted on getting it this big.” He looked over at me nervously. “Mick and I aren’t the first twins in the family. I guess my dad knew that we would share a mate.” That explains what Rodger had said cryptically at the table my last morning at Broom StiXXX. Something about what Miles said was irking me though.

“Father, I’m not leaving here with you. I told you that I’m staying here to help Ariana out. Also, when I said mate that I really should had said mates.” “Mates? You mean you have two mates?” “Yes, they are twins.” “Oh, I see what you’re saying that you’re mated to identical twins. Well, I’m going to need to call to get two seats.” “No, you’re not getting what I’m trying to tell you. I’m not leaving with you. My mates are a male and female that are both half siblings to Ariana. They’re also from a royal family that are from the west packs.” “Wait? You’re telling me that you’re mated to a male?”

I slowly pushed open the twins’ bedroom door and peeked inside. To my surprise, they were both asleep. That alone felt strange because Andrea and Andrew would have definitely taken advantage of me not being around to stay awake longer than they should have. The room was softly lit by a small night lamp near the window. There were two beds in the room, one for each of them. Andrea had kicked her blanket halfway to the floor while Andrew slept stiffly on his back with his arms crossed like a tiny old man. The customized cot beside Andrea’s bed immediately caught my attention. Chloe had specially made it for the twins years ago, insisting they needed something unique that belonged only to them.