Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Landon~

I'm surprised, yet not surprised, by Tia's thoughts. I should have seen that she would be worried about the packs reaction to her being Luna. Her concerns are valid, but Lincoln and I agree. If the pack can't support the fact that Tia is our mate, then they can leave. Neither of us will tolerate our mate being treated poorly or with disrespect. Besides, if they do treat her poorly, it won't be because she is a horrible person. It will be due to the gossip that would fly around the pack about her; gossip that would be false.

We spend the rest of the meal trying to get to know each other. It's something that we didn’t do growing up. Even though my brother and I have always had eyes on Tia, we never took the time to really see who she is. She is incredible, and I feel more blessed with each passing minute.

I can feel the button of my jeans being undone along with the zipper. Lincoln is kissing my jaw and down my neck, which I'm grateful for because I think I was about to suffocate with that kiss. I can feel my jeans being pushed down my waist while hands have found their way up my shirt. The sparks on my skin make me feel like an ocean is between my legs. Lincoln's mouth finds its way to my stomach, kissing slowly around my belly button. I can feel my panties following the way of my jeans.

Lincoln's warm mouth is removed from my body, and I open my eyes to see what happened. Lincoln is on his knees, looking up at me with lust in his eyes. “These need to come all the way off; help me brother.” Without warning, I'm lifted in the air, sitting on Landon’s arms as if they morphed into a chair. My legs are dangling, and Lincoln is standing in front of me, removing my shoes, jeans, and panties. My entire body starts to move as Landon starts to walk with me. We make it to the couch, where Landon sits down and places me next to him on my back. Before I can get settled in, he pulls my shirt off of me but leaves the bra.

Lincoln spreads my legs so one is over the top of the couch and the other is hanging off of the edge. He gets down low, but I can see him looking at me between my legs. I can't believe this is happening, and a small part of me worries that this is something they have done to my sisters. I would hate to have to follow them like that. I can’t think too much more about it because Lincoln's tongue makes contact with my button, causing my back to arch off of the couch.

Landon’s hands are in my bra, caressing my breasts. He is kneading them and pinching my n*****s_ I can hear moans leave my mouth, but they don’t sound like me. Lincoln's tongue is relentless, like he is starving, and I'm the food. He is licking up and down. His tongue is swirling around my button, and he takes the time to suck on it here and there. I vaguely hear a zipper in the distance and wonder which twin it is. I look down and see Lincoln's eyes closed as he feasts on my soul, but I notice his hand moving up and down. I look up and see Landon't eyes closed. His hand is still in my bra, but the other pumps up and down. I look down and see he has himself in his hand. I shift slightly, not wanting to break Lincoln's concentration. As soon as I can, I use my tongue and move it up Landon’s piece, running it across his fingers too. His eyes shoot open, and he looks down at me, almost surprised. He shifts toward me a bit so I can suck him into my mouth easier, and I do. I moan with him in my mouth and start to move him in and out. Landon seems to be overcome with desire because he starts to buck his hips. I keep pace with him as much as I can before I give up and give him the open field to do as he likes. He grabs the back of my head and continues to drive into my mouth before I feel him tense up, and I can feel his seed shoot down my throat. Landon groans as he finishes, and I make sure I get it all up.

Lincoln's mouth then intensifies in its action, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I reach down and pull Lincoln's head in so he is flush with me. I should probably care if he can breathe, but I can't say that I do. I start to grind my hips against his face, and he moans. His moan vibrates through my core, and I can't take it anymore. I scream out in ecstasy while Landon pinches my n*****s. Coming down off of my high, I struggle to open my eyes. I can feel Lincoln kissing my inner thighs, but I notice that his hand is still pumping. “Do you need help with that?” My voice is gruff. Lincoln looks up and smiles. He moves up my body, straddling my chest so that his member is directly in front of me.

"While you do that, I think it's my turn to have a taste.” I want to protest; tell Landon no. I'm not sure that my body can take another o****m like that. I have been with a few men before, but they never brought me to completion. Anything I have done myself has never been on that level. I open my mouth to speak, but Lincoln takes that as an invitation to put himself inside. I promptly feel Landon’s mouth on me, and all reason flies out of my head. It doesn't take long before I swallow what Lincoln leaves in my mouth while floating high after Landon’s assault.

The three of us tumble to the floor and look up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. “Sorry we didn’t clear that before hand. I, for one, couldn't help myself.” I look at Lincoln, and he has a sexy smirk on his face. Landon clears his throat next to me.

“That wasn't planned, but damn, was it good.” I look at Landon and watch him kiss my sides and stomach. I really hate to kill the afterglow vibe, but I just have to know.

"Di....did you do that stuff with my sisters?” It's as if ice water is thrown over us at my question. Everyone tenses up and gets very quiet.