Page 19 of Taken By the Twins

But then I saw how much she was drawn to Lucian. How she flinched away from me, finding solace in his embrace before she recognized that he was my twin. Something shifted in that moment, and I could tell— I justknew—that, once again, I was taking something from Lucian that should belong to only him.

Tandy and Lucian deserve one another. He’ll keep her safe and loved, and she’ll make it so that he isn’t alone...

Sombra demons only have essence to give to one mate for a reason. The bond stretches between a male and a female, not a female and two male twins with barely enough essence betweenthem. Tandy is destined for Lucian. He doesn’t see it yet, but I know.

She will choose. And though she laid her hands on me, placing her lips against mine, I know that when she does choose… she will not choose me.

I accept that. I don’t know if Lucian will, but he is as helpless to ignore the pull of a mate bond as any other Sombra demon.

I can. I must. I feel so much, and I’ve learned to quiet the emotions when I can. Otherwise, I would take off into the shadows, letting the darkness silence them completely for me.

If I did, I would be demonic. I know that as well. I accept that, too. I don’t want to lose my brother, but it would be selfish to take what I want when Lucian deserves his one true mate far more than I do.

He’s upstairs with her now. Through our twin bond, I can sense him prowling carefully around Tandy, getting close without spooking her. As if he could. Her essence has taken root inside of both of us; though it doesn’t replace what Lucian provides for me, I have it, and I know everything about our female.

Which is why I’m sure that she will beLucian’s female.

I want her. I’d be lying if I tried to claim I didn’t, and when she pressed her lips to mine, the intensity with which I wanted to hoist her up, pet her cunt, and thrust my cock up inside of her so that we would never be separatedterrifiedme.

I am one of the doppelseers. I fear nothing—except for a red-haired female whose human magic might be powerful enough to heal me, or to shatter me.

Tandy would’ve welcomed me. She gave us her essence, while we kept ours, so it shouldn’t be the mate sickness. I know better than to blame my need for her on being sick myself. The mate sickness doesn’t come on that quickly for us demons. No. My desire to claim Tandy has to do with knowing she’s fated to be mine…

But she’s also meant to be Lucian’s. And if Tandy needs a male to pleasure her, it should be him.

I will live vicariously through my brother. Our twin bond is unique. No one else in Sombra has one, so I can’t say for sure why it works how it does, but unless we close each other off, Iknow what he’s feeling. Obviously. That is what Damien does, even when he’d rather not.

I can’tnotfeel.

Right now? I feeljealous.

Of Lucian? I’ve never been jealous of Lucian. He is the good twin. I am the mistake. And, yet, I’m grateful that he shares himself with me. I would begrudge him nothing. When he went to check on Tandy and their conversation turned into him tasting our mate’s delicious cunt, I got to experience it so vividly, I swear I taste her musk on my lips.

It affected me so much that, the moment he first swiped his tongue through her cunt, gathering the moisture and swallowing it as if it was the finest demon wine, I wanted him to do it again. I sent the order through our twin bond, letting him know that I was with them even if I couldn’t bring myself to actuallyjointhem, and when I ordered Lucian to mate her with his tongue, he did—and I nearly exploded.

We have never mated a female before. The doppelseers were never sexual creatures, though in our earlier centuries, we would sit and plot and rub our cocks in unison as we imagined what our future mate would be like. We never stroked each other—the only time our cocks will touch is when we’re claiming our mate together—but finding pleasure with my twin was like finding it with myself.

I am Lucian.

He is me.

We are the doppelseers, and as soon as we first sensed our female would be a legendary mortal, we made the conscious decision never to partake in casual mating with any demoness we couldn’t share our essence with.

Our cocks were made for Tandy. I can’t give her mine, but as Lucian uses his shadowy claw to explore her cunt the same timeas he nibbles her most intimate area with his fangs, I disappear the shadows that are acting as my coverings.

My cock is already ready to mate. Hard and aching, I jolt in place when my fist squeezes the tip. It wants to find Tandy’s cunt and claim it, but since Lucian is currently pleasuring her while imagining doing the exact same thing, I keep my feet planted on the floor below Tandy’s quarters as I start to buck my hips.

Closing my eyes, I tighten my grip, imagining that I have her under me even though I’m standing, and the moans whispering from the second floor down to me are made for Lucian. For the moment, at least, I can pretend they’re mine.

My solid hand stutters over my length. A frisson of pleasure mixed with pain has me gritting my teeth, fangs biting down past my bottom lip so that I don’t howl and disturb them.

Lifting my hand to my mouth, I lick it, then grab my cock again. The friction eases, but I can’t help but think what it would be like to have Tandy’s mouth on me the same way that Lucian’s mouth is currently onher.

Is that done? In Sombra, most mated demons don’t talk about what they do in the shadows with their demonesses. It’s possible that someone like Apollyon of Nuit might take Lilith by one of her dainty horns, guide her to the floor, and slip his cock between her fangs. I know that my instincts all but raged at me to get my mouth on Tandy’s cunt, or to get my cock inside her anyway it could—includinghermouth.

If she offered, would I have succumbed to my temptations? I’d be good. I’d be careful. She is a wee thing. I am more than two heads higher than she is. I would have to kneel to feed Tandy my cock, or she’d have to stay standing, but if I was too big, I could fix that?—

Suddenly, I have an image of Tandy doing just what I’m thinking of. My beautiful female on her knees, all that lovely red hair tossed over her shoulder as she takes a cock in her hand. It’stip is bulbous and red, though not as deep a color as a Sombran male, and not so thick that she struggles to wrap her lips around the head, taking the first few inches past her teeth.

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