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The Lycans Twins Hidden Mate

Alina was raised as an omega maid, and she was kept out of sight and considered a nothing. However, when her pack is deprived of all their belongings at the end of the war, her stepbrother sells her as a sacrifice to the most dreaded rulers in the world, the twin Lycan kings, Kael and Kaden. A single night out with them transforms all that. They brand her as their mate, but the mark fades away by morning. The council calls her cursed. A fake Luna is brought in. And in a short time, Alina has been put in the position of a thief, a liar and a betrayer. Being hunted by the kings she loves, pushed back to the pack which abused her, Alina becomes the Alpha when she discovers the truth about the deaths of her parents. But the kings come back, imploring to be given another opportunity. Her wolf is dying. Her enemies are closing in. And the one, who can rescue her, must sacrifice all of it, even his wolf. At this point, Alina has to decide between revenge, power and the two men she can never forget.
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Chapter 5

Alina's POV 

My fingers fumbled with the laces of my dress. The dress loosened and slid down my shoulders. The cool air touched my skin and made my nipples point. 

I pushed the fabric that held  my breasts, feeling them bounce free as I did. The twins didn't move or say anything, just stared. Heat flooded my face, but I kept going. The dress pooled at my feet, leaving me in just my thin undergarments. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down, stepping out naked. My vagina felt naked, a very well-groomed patch of hair above it. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide, but I could feel their eyes burning into me.

Kael stood first, taller than I am, throwing a shadow. He was already shirtless, a broad, muscular chest. Kaden followed, just like Kael. They walked toward me slowly, almost like predators. I felt my heart pounding. 'Please, don't.' I whispered, but they just ignored it. Kael grabbed me by the wrist, gentle but firm, pulling my arm straight away. Kaden took the other. Without saying anything, they pulled me to the bed. I stumbled a little as my bare feet sunk against the soft rug.

They pushed me down onto the mattress, the sheets cool against my back. With languid eyes, I lay gazing up at them looming over me. Breaths came fast with fear. Kael climbed onto the bed on my left, Kaden on right. The initial point of contact was with hands running over my skin, starting from my shoulders. His fingers descended, slow and deliberate, along my arm. So, Kaden tried the same on the other side, and shivers went up my spine with uncertainty whether from cold or their touch.

'You're ours now,' Kael growled.

I wanted to run, but their bodies pinned me in place. Kael's hand moved to my breast, cupping it. His thumb brushed over my nipple, making it tighten more. A small gasp escaped me. He squeezed lightly, rolling the nipple between his fingers. On the other side, Kaden mirrored him, his touch identical. Pleasure sparked, unwanted, mixing with the fear. 

My body betrayed me, warmth creeping low inside my belly, however. 

They leaned down, mouths finding my neck. Kael kissed the spot just beneath my ear with his firm lips. Kaden sucked lightly on the other side. I arched a bit, hating how good it felt. 'Stop,' I murmured, but my voice lacked strength. 

Kael's mouth kept on moving down, sliding to my stomach then my thigh as he gradually started easing my legs apart. I complied at first, Kaden holding my hip still in place. 

Kael's fingers reached my pussy, grazing the outside lips. Damn, I was already so wet. He parted me, finding my clit with his thumb, rubbing in slow circles. Pleasure shot through me, making my hips buck. Kaden's hand joined, his fingers teasing my entrance. He pushed one inside slowly and deeply. I moaned, the sound startling me. The remaining fear lurked, but this heat building inside pushed it back. 

'Tight,' Kaden muttered, his voice rough. He added another finger, stretching me. 

Kael kept circling my clit, his eyes locked on mine, cold but intense. I gripped the sheets, my body trembling. Their mouths moved lower, Kael sucking on my nipple now, his teeth grazing it. Kaden licked the other, his tongue flat and wet. Sensations overwhelmed me-fingers fucking me, mouths on my breasts, thumbs on my clit. My fear faded more with each thrust of Kaden's hand. 

Pleasure took over, making me wetter. I panted, 'Oh god,' as Kaden curled his fingers inside, hitting a spot that made stars burst behind my eyes. Kael kissed me though, crashing his lips onto mine, pushing his tongue in and claiming my mouth. I kissed back, now desperate. Kaden pulled his fingers out, and I whimpered at the loss. But then they proceeded by both stripping off their pants. 

Their cocks sprang free, hard and thick. Kael's was a bit longer, veined, the head already leaking. Kaden's matched, curving slightly. They were big, and fear flickered back-how would I take both? But my pussy clenched, wanting it. 

Kael had positioned himself between my legs and rubbed his cock against my slit. 'Ready?' he asked, voice still cold. 

I nodded, dreading too much to say anything. He pushed in slow, inch by inch. I felt him stretching out every millimeter of himself inside me. He filled me completely, bottoming out. I cried out, pleasure mixed with a burn. Kaden knelt near my head, his cock so close to my face. 'Suck,' he said bluntly. 

I turned my head, opening my mouth. He slid in, salty taste hitting my tongue. I wrapped my lips around him, sucking while he started to thrust shallowly. Kael then started moving, pulling out and slamming himself back inside. With every slam, rhythm built, his hips hitting mine. I moaned around Kaden's cock, the vibrations making him groan low. 

They worked me up like that, Kael fucking my pussy deep and steady, Kaden fucking my mouth. Hands everywhere-Kael gripping my hips, Kaden in my hair. The pleasure was coiling tight in me. My fear was gone now and feeling just need. I sucked even harder on Kaden, hollowing my cheeks. Kael's thrusts sped up, his cock hitting deep each time. 

'Good girl,' Kael grunted. 

Then I came, hard, each spasm of my pussy holding onto him. Waves crashed over me, body shaking. Kaden took me out of the air for a second before carrying me off, heads up and domed, his dick in my ass while Kaden's was in my pussy. 

The double penetration stretched my pussy and my asshole so much to the point it hurt, but the pain was secondary feeling hot cum filling my ass and my pussy, with both brothers biting their teeth, deep into my neck classifying me as their mate! 

I was marked!

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