“Do you guys have anything to drink?” Swallowing my fear.
    “What would you like?” Owen playing with my hair.
    “Doesn’t matter” Refusing to look at them. The sound of feet moving out of the bathroom, made me relax but it was short lived as I new it only took one to get me a drink. My eyes hit the floor, slowly moving past tile after tile, till they spotted feet. Then like jet rockets, turned back. He chuckled, making me believe it was Van.

    “Here love” Owen draped a glass of deep yellow liquid over my shoulder. Frowning, I was really looking for a bottle then a glass. Swigging the contents, which tasted like smooth whiskey. I sighed as the hot feeling dripped into my tummy, effetely calming me down a tad.
    “Might want to just hand me the bottle” Holding the glass over my shoulder.
    “Are you that nervous?” Van asked, his tone laced with worry.
    “Look…maybe the two of you do this often. But I don’t. Not that I don’t think about it, but yea” The glass was taken as it was handed back, almost spilling over the top. I smiled thanking god, they got it.
    “So are you a virgin?” I think it was Owen.
    “Ha, as much as my brothers would like that, no” Sipping the whiskey as it started working me the right ways. I had made it half way through the glass, when my logical side of my brain turned off. And that erotic tiger, woke up. Before moving back home, with my brothers and dad. I was a wild female, always doing crazy things with my girlfriends. At some point I got so drunk, my friends had to remind me why I had been arrested. Apparently I fulfilled my number 34 buck list request, of making out with a cop on his car.

    And if you search long enough, on Google you’ll find blurry pictures. Tossing the rest back, I shook my head as the taste slapped me hard. Blowing out I did something I never thought, I’d do….I turned around. Both grinning like Christmas time, had arrived early. Placing the glass between them, as they were leaning on the counter. The snakes seemed to get bigger, at my eyes taking a peak. Sighing now or never. Turning around I shimmied out of my red panties, kicking them behind me so I wouldn’t be tempted to grab them and run.

    Then with a quickness, I snapped the clip on my matching bra flinging it behind me. For fun I took a quick peak, I swear I have the best aim. As the bra sat one cup on each twins head, couldn’t of made that shot again if I tried. Giggling as the whiskey was, taking me over I walked into the shower. Jets and more jets sprayed my body, moaning cause this was heavenly the door slid back open. Hot water was nothing, compared to the heat radiating off the twins. Pressing their bodies against mine, letting my hands do as they pleased.

    It was hard giving one attention, without feeling bad about the other. Spinning around I wrapped my fingers, around Van’s neck. It was happening, that sweet feeling of release. Biting my lip, as I rocked my hips into Owen. His hands gripping my hips, as I pulled Van closer to my lips. Fingers rubbed over my core, as another set brushed past hard nipples. Moaning as I pushed my tongue into Van’s mouth. His repeating the same move, pleasure as Owen rubbed all over me. Pulling away from Van, my hands slide up and down his chest.

    Owen’s lips run up my arm, till they hit my ear. Turning I pull his mouth on mine. Water slides between the three of us, causing every touch to feel like silk. Groaning as Van biting down on my neck muscles, rocking my hips deeper into his. Suddenly I’m pushed up against the back wall, as they suck and lick up and down my body. The lower they go the louder my moans get, grabbing handfuls of their hair. They growl out in pleasure, as I let them take me over. My legs push apart, as one dips his tongue down into me.

    The other moving up and down the length of my body, kissing and nipping my sensitive skin. Hot pressure erupts over my body, as they find every part that’s been looking for attention. Moaning louder, as Van takes my breast in both his mouth and the other in hand. Rubbing lick and just plain going to town on me. Owen has a tongue that could, make the queen beg for more. My right leg is pulled up, draping over his shoulder as he gets deeper.
    “Oh my god” Moaning as he does some twisting move, matching his brothers movements. Moving his fingers down, Van pushes on my lower abdomen. Rolling my eyes back, I let my head hit the wall.
    “Owen” Van purrs, with that Owen drops my leg. Licking all the way up my body, making my legs shake.

    “She’s so wet” Owen says as, I watch him lick his lips. Turning to look at Van, who’s grinning like a Cheshire cat. So thankful for the whiskey, as they look so inhuman right now. Turning off the water, I get pulled out of the shower. Walking into the bedroom, Owen snaps the curtains closed. The once bright room, takes on a whole dark vampire theme. Standing naked and wet, they drop me on the bed. Not caring that I haven’t dried off, they climbing over top me. Each pinning a hand above my head, kissing while the other nips. Crying out as its more then I can, handle and just want them to take me.   

    “Look at that face” Owen growls, pushing his lip to mine. As Van seems content to spread my legs, lacing his lips with my lower ones. Moaning into Owens mouth, Van growls sending vibration into my core. Someone’s hands lightly claw up my front, causing me to arch my body into Van.
    “Fuck do that again brother” Owen runs his fingers up my body, causing yet another arch into Van who purrs in delight.

Gasping as the two pull away, watching with dark orbs. Wiggling into their sheets, they lick their lips capturing my fluids. Turning to each other, I swear they can talk to one another without words. As much as I try to get my brain to link with theirs, I can’t seem to hear what their thinking.

    Van moves allowing Owen the full view of my body, covering me with his rippling muscles. Running his hands around, as if they have a mission and purpose. Grabbing my legs, wrapping them around him, squeezing my hips. Bringing his face down, flicking his tongue over my breast. The sound of music in the background, is a minor intrusion as my moans get louder. Then just as quickly as Owen appeared, he’s replaced with Van. Wrapping his arms around me, before lifting my body up as if I weight nothing more then a paper weight.

    Sitting on his lap, as his legs are straight out. Rubbing his head over my chest, kissing my body as his hands grip my back. A shiver shakes me as Van whispers something deadly into my ear.
    “Do as he says, and we wont have to punish you” Biting my lip, I turn to see Owen. His face like stone, as he moves onto the bed behind me. I’m instructed to turn around, and I do as I’m told. As Van’s words run like crazy children in my head, sitting on Van’s lap backwards as Owen looks me over. Van’s hands slide under the sensitive part of my under thighs, lifting me up before sliding me over his fullness. The rock hard extension is more then enough for my smaller frame, as I scream out looking to grab something. Owen had moved closer, letting me grip his shoulders.

    “Relax” He whispers. I feel the need to punch him in the face, cause I don’t think he understands what just entered my body. Every movement, lets me know he’s still in there….not that I could forget. Now I long for that whiskey bottle, as I think Owen is next. Considering I’m facing him, I have only one guess. Grabbing a hand full of his dark hair, I glare at him.
    “Owen” Growling a little more then necessary.
    “Yes” Smirking at me.

    “Go get me that bottle” Pushing him away. Laughing he gets off the bed, showing me a tight ass. This gives me a chance to get use to Van, looking over my shoulder. He’s all but, groaning at my small movements. His finger grip the sheets, as I shift to get a better seat.
    “Damn baby, easy” Opening his eyes to see me.
    “Says the man with a anaconda between his legs” Rolling my eyes, I gasp when a cold bottle is sliding up my breasts.

    “Damn it Owen” Grabbing the bottle, before tossing it back.
    “You realize that’s a two hundred dollar bottle of whiskey, right?” He says while grinning.
    “I’ll buy you one for Christmas.” Licking the rim.
    “Here lets put that tongue to better use” Taking the bottle, he sets it on the nightstand. Standing his full height, I now know why woman find him the most dangerous. Something about the way their smirking, makes me think other woman have failed at this. Looking over at Van, who seems to be falling asleep. Thinning my eyes out, I rock my hips making him jump.
    “I wouldn’t do that” He smacks my ass.
    “Then don’t look like your gunna pass out.” Rocking my hip again, earning me a groan. A finger brings my head back, to the second anaconda. I swear I’m gunna have to meet their parents, and thank them for all woman kind.

    “Pay attention, wouldn’t want you to get hurt” Owen chuckles, looking like he’s also bored. Now correct me if I’m wrong, but sex isn’t suppose to be boring. As Owen goes to say something else, my tongue wraps around him. Causing his words to mumble and become nothingness. Gripping his hips, pulling him closer to me. Using Owen as a lever point, my hips move rocking back and forth against Van. Nails dig into Owens sides, as I take more of him in.
    The sound of the overhead bars being grabbed, have me smiling. Van’s hands grip tighter to me, as I move faster.

    “Damn Riae” Owen huffs, as I feel his legs shake. The second dose of Whiskey, kicking driving me to go longer faster, harder. My lips pop as I lick him all over, using my lips to tease the very fiber of him. All while never stopping my hip action, even adding in a roll to cause Van to moan. Using Owen against himself, I keep touching just the tip, which proves to drive him crazy. Finally after a few seconds he moves closer, practically begging me to take him in. Leaning back a little bit, Owen stands just a little bit over me and Van, as I use the new position to make them melt to my will.
    “Fuck Riae” Van slurs, holding my breasts. But he can’t focus as his hands retract, grabbing the back headboard. Sucking harder on Owen, he keeps one hand on my head. Not that he can do anything with it, because when he tries I roll my tongue sending him into a fit of shakes. They both shutter in unison, making me smile into Owen.

    “Don’t stop” Both whisper. For such strong men, I have them crumbling into me. Their conversation is a bit amusing to say the least, as they can’t hold on much longer.
    “That’s it ride me baby, ohh damn yes…..Owen”
    “Van I can’t…..she’s sucking so hard….fuck yes….”

To mess with them more, I moan louder sending vibrations into Owen, while I roll my hips continually on Van.
    “Fuck yes” They yell, gripping my body as I don’t stop at their growls.
    “God….come on Riae suck me off…yes…right their.” Owen bites his lip, gripping the bars for support.
    “Riae….harder baby….ride me …that a girl” Grabbing my hair, as I move my body faster to his liking. Only seconds after their commands, do they start begging each other.
    “Fuck, Van please tell me your ready” Owen begs.
    “God yes, give it to her…..cum in her mouth….” My blood pressure spikes, as I feel slightly turned on.   

    “Only if you….cum in that tight little pussy of hers…” Groaning after sexual moan, Van growls out making the bed shake as he pulls on the headboard.
    “Fuck yes…I can’t hold it anymore….I’m giving it to her Owen,…now ohhh fuck awww……baby” At the sound of his own name, Owens lust enters my mouth, making me have to swallow to keep from chocking. Licking him clean, proves to make his knees give. As their shaking and stuttering relaxes, Van slides me next to him as his brother drops to my other side. They stair at me as I lick my lips, take the stay taste of Owen in.

    “God your sexy” Owen purrs, kissing my cheek. Like a drunk school girl, I giggle.
    “Damn that thing she does with her hips, love that” Van hum, kissing my other cheek.
    “You realize were never letting you go right?” Owen asks, using a finger to make me look at him.
    “Why?” Clearing not understand the seriousness of all this.
    “Because no, one has even been able to get us both off, at the same time” Van replies, making me look his way. Laughing they don’t seem to get it, as I crawl off the bed.
    “Really?” Standing at the foot board.
    “Yes really” They say.
    “Huh, really wasn’t that hard. I didn’t even do half the things I could of.” Shrugging, they look like they’ve seen a ghost.
    “I’m going to take a real shower, now” Flipping around, and walking into the bathroom.


~Twins~

They lay with their elbows propping them up, watching as she disappears into the bathroom. Turning to each other, silently wondering what the hell just happened.
    “Van did she?” Nodding to the bathroom. Van frowns.
    “No she didn’t. At least I don’t think she did” Growing in frustration, Owen jumps out of the bed stalking into the bathroom. They’d never had this problem before, and were utterly feeling the embarrassment. Standing outside the shower doors, he watched as Van walking in. Taking a deep breath, he couldn’t believe he was going to have to ask this.
    “Riae?” but it came out hard,

    “Yes?” Watching as she laced her hands into her hair, washing out the soap.
    “Did…umm did you enjoy yourself?” He could feel the heat emitting off his cheeks, never before did he ever wonder if the females him and his brother shared got off. There was a silence like no other, as the water hit the tile floor. The door opened a crack as she looked at them, blinking a few times.

    “Oh, well yea it was nice” Shrugging before she closed the door again. Gapping at each other, they could almost hear the others thoughts on the matter. Nice….sex wasn’t nice, sex was everything else but nice…

    “Raie what do you mean by nice?” Van almost growled, as Owen was to shocked to question her.
    “I mean it was good, you know.” He didn’t know, he couldn’t understand why she wasn’t panting and wobbly like most woman were after the encounter. They waited a few more seconds, before it was being to show she wasn’t going to say anymore on the matter. Turning away from the shower, she stopped them as they reached the bedroom door.