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MADISON

Madison lay between the twins on the luxurious king bed in the master suite, her head on Ethan’s chest and her legs on Levi’s body, her own body relaxing into their closeness and warmth.

The windows were open, and a soft summer breeze occasionally caressed her skin.

It was like something out of a wonderful dream.

~I’m right where I belong.~

Levi began to stroke the bare skin of her legs, going from her ankles up to her knees and back again.

Ethan sank his head into the empty spot between her neck and shoulder and nibbled on the sensitive skin there.

“I was thinking…” Levi’s fingers moved up to her thigh, disappearing under her dress. “How comfortable are you feeling around us ~now~?”

She swallowed. “I would say…way more than I expected.”

“Good,” Ethan said. “We want you to feel very comfortable with us both before spending one-on-one time with us.”

“One-on-one?” She blinked, confused by his words.

Levi chuckled. “Well, we don’t do ~everything~ together.”

“And it’ll also do us some good, you know?” Ethan added. “Spending time alone with each of us will help you to get to know us better as individuals.”

As he spoke, he traced the outline of her breasts. “You’ve always seen us as a pair, but in some ways, we’re very different from each other.”

“That makes sense …” She worried her lip. “But…can I have some more time with you both first?”

“As you wish,” Levi said as his fingers reached their destination, and Madison held her breath.

“Mm, ’Flake, looks like you’re already wet.”

He pushed Madison’s legs up, and she complied instantly, bending her knees so her feet were flat on the bed.

“That’s what happens when you’re around.” She parted her legs, giving Levi space to lie in between. “I can’t control myself.”

“Our innocent ’Flake,” Ethan teased as he pushed her dress down her shoulders, baring her breasts. “Not so innocent anymore.”

His tongue trailed her skin before he sank his teeth into her shoulder, hard enough to make her whimper with pleasure, but not to hurt.

Her next breath was taken away by Levi’s finger moving her panties aside to give him access to her wet, naked sex.

Ethan didn’t miss a beat, moving his hand to the hem of her dress and tugging it up.

“May I?” His voice was low and husky, and she nodded eagerly. In a swift move, he pulled the dress off and tossed it aside, leaving her only in her panties.

“God…where have you been hiding all this time?”

He brushed his nose against her neck and moved his hand to her breasts, cupping them while Levi’s finger found its way into her pool of desire to tease her already wet and throbbing flesh.

“Mmm…um…I…I’ve been under your nose…all the time,” she managed to reply before a jolt of pleasure made her arch her back.

The feeling building up in her stomach was somehow different from the previous times.

Every time was new and exciting with them.

She moaned louder when Levi’s finger pushed inside her and Ethan pinched her hardened nipples.

How they managed to move in sync was still a mystery to her.

“We weren’t paying attention then,” Levi murmured. He turned his head to cover her inner thigh with warm, wet kisses. “You were too young,” he said between kisses, thrusting his finger in and out of her. “But now…”

“I want to try something.”

His throaty voice was too sexy to say no. And besides, she was greedy to try whatever new thing they wanted to do to her.

“What?” she whimpered.

“We need to get you ready for the next step, so I’ll be adding another finger.”

She could feel his breath on her sex as he spoke, and that alone made her walls clench.

“Okay.”

That’s all Levi needed to hear before his lips were on her.

The way his tongue greedily collected every drop of her juices had her quivering, and she grabbed his hair and pulled him closer, grinding against his face.

“You ~do~ like that,” Ethan whispered, then took one hand off her breast and used it to tilt her head and kiss her.

At first, he just kissed her softly on the lips, but when her mouth opened to let out a moan, he slipped his tongue in, searching for hers.

Their tongues tangled in a passionate and hungry dance filled with moans and growls.

Her body tensed when Levi’s second finger pushed its way into her tight entrance. But she only felt a slight ache as it filled her, eased by her wetness.

“You okay, ’Flake?” Levi asked, looking up at her, but she was too caught up in Ethan’s kiss to answer.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Carefully thrusting in and out of her with both of his fingers, he trapped her clit in his mouth, nibbling and sucking on her while his fingers explored her insides.

When his fingers curled to find the perfect spot, she broke her kiss with Ethan and looked down at Levi.

“Oh…God…oh my…”

She quivered under his touch, and when his strokes became shorter and his fingers rested on her secret soft spot, the buildup in her lower abdomen intensified.

“That’s it. Come for us, ’Flake,” Ethan said and bit her neck.

And that little bit of extra sensation set her free, sent her soaring as her orgasm took over in a way that had never happened before.

***

When Madison woke up the next morning, the twins were gone, but a note that smelled of roses was waiting for her.

~Morning, beautiful. Sorry we’re not there. We had to go back to the mainland for a bit, but will meet you back at the house at 7 p.m. We’ll take care of dinner, and breakfast is waiting for you on the front patio.~

~Make yourself at home while we’re gone, but please, avoid the back of the house (yard, garden, and beach). There are workers around for maintenance.~

~We’ll see you at seven. Just make sure you’re dressed and you’re wearing what’s inside the box. Ethan & Levi.~

She opened the aquamarine box they’d left with the note, and her jaw dropped. It held a simple, elegant necklace with a charm attached: a delicate white gold snowflake.

Her throat tightened with emotion, and she blinked away tears.

After a leisurely breakfast, she curled up in a comfy chair and did some reading, then packed herself a picnic lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon by herself at the beach, staying away from the back of the house as requested.

Without the twins to distract her, she waited for the inevitable storm of worry about Ezra to overtake her, but she found herself surprisingly unruffled.

If he was still mad at her, well…he’d get over it.

She stood and walked along the water’s edge, listening to the sea gulls’ mournful cry and picking up the occasional seashell or pretty rock and slipping it into her pocket.

There was nothing wrong about her relationship with the twins, and she didn’t have to let her fear of Ezra’s anger and disapproval disturb her peace or taint her happiness.

Yes, being with the twins made her vulnerable in some ways, but it had also made her stronger. More resilient.

And the fear? She had a pretty good idea where it came from.

She stopped and stared out at the horizon, then bent down, picked up a rock, and threw it in the ocean.

And she didn’t want to give them that kind of power anymore.