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THE TWINS
EMILIA ROSE
Copyright © 2022 by Emilia Rose
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CONTENTS
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
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CHAPTER 1
NAOMI
“You’re late,” my older sister, Adelyne, said. She was bouncing on her toes, her arms crossed, trying to keep warm. Her black Adidas gym bag was draped over her shoulder. “They’re waiting.”
I shuffled through my gym bag and suitcase in the trunk of my car, taking out one of the items and stuffing it deep in my suitcase.
Adelyne wrinkled her nose at me and gazed at the clothes that were now hiding the second vibrator that I had bought this week. “That’s why you were late?”
I zipped up the suitcase and pulled it out of the trunk. “Yes.”
Her cheeks flushed, but mine didn’t. There was no use in trying to hide it. I wasn’t embarrassed. I—voluntarily—hadn’t been touched by a man in weeks since Oliver, so I needed it.
“What’s the rush, anyway?” I asked, throwing my backpack around my shoulders and maneuvering my suitcase onto the cracked concrete.
Adelyne smiled wickedly at me, her dark brown locks blowing against the hood of her forest-green Columbia coat.
I rolled my eyes. “Not this again. Addie, I already told you that I’m not interested.”
After I shut the trunk, she tugged on my arm. “Come on, Naomi. I know you’ll love them!”
The bright red lights of Bainundo Martial Arts glowed against the dark backdrop of the night sky. The large glass windows were already foggy, yet I could see the inside was crowded with unfamiliar bodies. The forest that surrounded us was eerily quiet.
“I highly doubt that.”
Men around here didn’t know anything about pleasing a woman, and this woman had goddamn needs.
“Besides, you have terrible taste.” I wrinkled my nose. “I mean, Derek?”
She growled at me. “Hey, he’s my mate.”
I raised a brow as we walked toward Bainundo. “No, you were his mate. Not the other way around.” I bumped my shoulder into hers. “Remember that you were human, like me, before he marked you.”
“You’re just jealous.”
Jealous. She knew that I wasn’t ever jealous of her being a werewolf.
I was strong and smart as a human—that was why the Shadowcrown Pack had hired me. With two alphas who had both been bred for war since they were pups, the Shadowcrown Pack was already one of the strongest packs in this region. But they wanted to strengthen their weakest ties. A war was brewing, and even the strongest pack needed to be ready.
Being the only human who trained with the Lycans—the best of the best werewolf warriors around—I had learned from the inside out what a strong pack was comprised of, and so I dedicated myself to helping packs.
Addie opened the door and grabbed my suitcase, pulling it in with her. Unlike the stench of body odor, which hit me like a wall, the chatter from within the room came out in waves. We walked around people, trying to find her mate.
“Give them a chance.” She leaned closer to me and whispered in my ear, “They’re twins.”
“So, you get embarrassed when I tell you that I masturbate, but you’re fine with pushing me to get fucked by twins?”
Derek suddenly appeared in front of us, brow raised. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. TMI, Naomi.”
Addie kissed his lips and wrapped her arm around his. “I’m trying to convince her that she’ll like them.”
Derek raised his eyebrows suggestively at me, and I shook my head. Men. Goddamn men. Had one thing on their mind all damn day, and so did I.
I shifted from foot to foot and surveyed the room. It was filled with Lycans and werewolves. Some were wrestling, throwing each other onto the mat with a loud slam. Others were boxing, their fists colliding with each other’s faces. And from all the way across the room, two wolves were staring right at me.
Two pairs of hazel eyes. Dark brown hair. Arms covered in tattoos.
After taking a few moments to recover, I smiled in their direction. One of them smirked back at me, his dark hair falling onto his forehead slightly. The other didn’t smile. Instead, he tightened his jaw, his eyes glowing gold.
Addie nudged me. “Told you.”
“Watch my stuff.” I placed my backpack on the ground next to my suitcase. “I’m going to use the bathroom.”
“Use the bathroom,” Derek commented.
Again, Addie’s cheeks flushed. Before she could scold me for what I was about to do—touch myself because I hadn’t in nearly two weeks, and they were much hotter than I’d expected—I stepped through the crowd.
Over everyone’s chatter, I heard her say, “You’ll thank me later!”
I glanced over my shoulder at the twins. They were both still watching me but had stopped talking to the woman they were chatting with. The one who had clenched his jaw at me leaned over to his brother and whispered something. He nodded.
Then, as if in sync, they disappeared into the crowd.
I continued to the bathroom, glancing back every so often to see their golden eyes staring back at me—closer each time. My stomach tingled.
When I finally pushed through the crowd, I glanced back once more. I bumped into someone’s chest, my hands feeling the thick muscle under his shirt. I looked up at one of the twins and swallowed hard.
His eyes glowed gold, and he growled lowly.
The other brushed his fingers against my hips from behind. “Where do you think you’re going, Little One?”
CHAPTER 2
NAOMI
I desperately tried to peel my eyes away from his, but couldn’t. They were golden suns, burning with such intensity, holding so much dominance over me. He didn’t smirk, smile, or say anything. Just stared like he didn’t know what to say or just didn’t want to say anything at all.
The other one dug his fingers into my hips a bit harsher. “Curling your fingers into his chest like that only makes you look desperate.”
I pulled my hands off of his chest, narrowed my eyes, and turned on my heel. “Excuse me? Desperate?”
He smirked at me, his eyes dark.
“Hypocrite much?”
He peered back at his brother. “A feisty Little One.” He curled a finger around a stray piece of my hair and gently tugged on it.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked, slapping his hand away.
He chuckled, stepped toward me, and posted his hands on the wall next to either side of my head. “I’m thinking about skipping this little introduction to that chick who wants to fix our pack and locking us all in that bathroom for the next fifteen minutes.” He smirked. “What do you think, Noah?”
Pure dominance dripped off of every word that he said, and I couldn’t help pressing my legs together.
I gathered all of my strength, placed my hands on his muscular shoulders, and pushed him away. “Actually, I’m busy at the moment.”
I sidestepped him and slipped through the women’s bathroom door, locking it behind me. I pressed one hand against the wooden door and pushed the other into my underwear. Those were the idiots that I was going to work with for the next month.
My fingers glided over my clit, rubbing small circles around it. The damn idiots.
I pressed a hand against my mouth to muffle a moan. Rude.
A wave of pleasure rolled through me, and I rested my forehead against the door. Arrogant.
My fingers moved faster. Dominant.
All I could imagine was them barreling into the room and taking me. One from behind, digging his fingers into my hips and thrusting into me, and the other from the front, his hand laced in my hair, pushing my head down to his cock, making me take all of him.
My legs trembled, and I whimpered. I pressed my fingertips into the door until they turned white, like it was the only thing keeping me standing. I pulled my fingers out of my pants and took a deep breath.
After taking a few moments to splash some water on my face, I finally caught my breath, pushed any sexy thoughts of those assholes out of my mind, and opened the door. Like I’d expected, they were both standing there.
Noah tightened his jaw, his gaze traveling down my body to my hips. He sniffed the air lightly and cursed under his breath, and when his eyes returned to mine, his eyes were golden. His canines emerged from under his lips.
The other crossed his arms over his chest. “You smell like you just—”
“There you are, Naomi!” Isabella, the leader of the Lycans and my boss, beamed at me from my left. “So, you’ve met Noah and Jax.”
Jax’s eyes widened. “You’re Naomi?”
Noah closed his eyes briefly, shaking his head at his brother.
I nodded. “Yes, or you can just call me that chick who wants to fix your pack. Either works.”
“Jax is an idiot.” Noah spoke for the first time. His voice was deep and low. He ripped his stare away from me to look at Isabella. “Thanks for putting it together.” He had a black tattoo designed on the side of his neck.
Isabella glanced awkwardly between us all and then nodded her head. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me away from the alphas. “Well, before she leaves with you for the next few months, she needs to meet everyone.”
Isabella tugged me toward the woman that Noah and Jax had been talking to earlier. She had dark red hair and a bright smile. Young and beautiful were honestly the only words that came to mind when I saw her.
“And last but not least, this is Makayla.” Isabella wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “She’s small, like you, so I thought you could show her all of your tricks.” She winked.
Makayla blushed. “It’s nice to meet you, Naomi. Alpha Noah has talked a lot about you. He’s excited for you to help us.”
I raised a brow and scanned the crowd to see the twins talking to Addie and Derek. Neither of them seemed particularly excited about it. Jax definitely didn’t want anyone coming into the pack, and Noah hadn’t even said a word to me.
I thanked the Moon Goddess that Isabella had pulled me away because if I had been there for another moment, I’d have probably ended up letting them lock me in that bathroom and doing whatever I wanted them to do to me.
Desperate, maybe. Horny all the damn time, definitely.
Men around here might not know how to please women, but those two surely did. I didn’t have to find out to know it. The way they talked, devoured me with their eyes, hell, just their mere presence screamed that living with them for the next few months to train their pack was going to be a ride. A ride that I was looking forward to.
CHAPTER 3
NAOMI
Isabella turned off the light inside of Bainundo, one of the indoor fighting areas within the Lycans territory. After I was introduced to everyone and hopped in on some of the fighting, almost everyone left.
I peered out into the busy forest, listening to wolves run and howl deep into the night. I tossed my backpack over my shoulder, and Jax grabbed the handle of my suitcase.
“I can do it myself,” I said, taking it back.
He smirked and walked next to me with his hands in his pockets. “You seem to want to do a lot yourself.” His eyes were dark even though the moon was hitting his tan skin perfectly.
“Well, that’s because I don’t need anyone who can’t do things right getting in my way.”
“Can’t do things right?” Noah asked from in front of us. He turned around. His golden eyes were already staring intently into mine—again so intensely, like earlier.
Jax crossed his arms over his chest. “Listen, Little One, I don’t know what you’re referring to, but—”
Isabella cleared her throat. “But … I expect you two to take care of Naomi.” She tossed her arm around my shoulders and pulled me into a hug. “She’s one of the strongest that I have on the Lycans.” She opened the trunk of my car and placed my suitcase in it. “And when I say take care of her”—she shut the trunk—“I mean, take care of her in any way that she might need.” She leaned in, covered my ears, and said, “You know what I’m talking about. This girl hasn’t gotten—”
Before she could continue, I shoved her slightly.
She giggled. “Well, you haven’t!”
Jax leaned against my car, smirking. “We can take care of that.”
Noah’s lips curled into a smile, mirroring his brother.
“I don’t need any taking care of.” But I wanted to be taken care of.
When we made it to their pack house, I lugged my suitcase all the way upstairs to my new room. We showered—not together, only I wished that we had when I was standing under the hot water, teasing my clit with my fingers.
By the time I finished edging myself in the shower, I was aching for a release. Jax and Noah were in my room, waiting for me. Both showered, hair dripping. Their shirts clinging to their body, hugging their biceps.
“We’re going to get you settled in,” Jax said.
My gaze lingered on him and Noah longer than it should have as I tried to decipher how exactly he was going to help me settle in. Help me put my clothes away or introduce me to the real Alpha Noah and Alpha Jax.
I was hoping for the latter, but when Noah set the suitcase on my bed, I frowned.
Jax talked the whole time, asking me about anything and everything, while Noah stayed quiet. When Jax went silent for a moment, I knew something was up. I looked back at him from my closet to see him smirking at Noah and holding my … vibrator.
