The Twin Dragons Mate

Chapter 11: Anastasia

I got dressed and was on my way down the stairs to the kitchen for some breakfast when I nearly ran into the housekeeper who was carrying a tray of food, “I am so sorry, I didn’t see you there!” I told her, and she waved me off,

“It was my fault, Miss Reese.” She said, “I have your breakfast for you.” I raised a brow,

“Oh?” I asked,

“Where would you like to have breakfast?” She asked; I thought for a moment, unsure. She could tell I wasn’t sure, so she asked, “Might I make a suggestion?” I nodded, “The sirs enjoyed having breakfast in the sitting room, at least before their parents passed.” I felt my heart break just a bit.

“I’ll have my breakfast there,” I told her. She nods and begins to show me the way. “Also, I’m so sorry to ask, but what is your name?” She giggled a bit before replying,

“Samantha. Master Drake has requested me to be your personal maid.” I nod, trying to comprehend what she’s telling me.

“I see,” I say as we walk into the sitting room. Samantha sits down on the tray and pulls out the chair for me. “Thank you.” I sat down in the chair and was getting ready to eat when Samantha leaned down to me,

“Do you need anything else, Miss Reese?” I shake my head,

“No, thank you, Samantha.” She nodded and walked out of the room.

I began eating and glanced up at the portrait on the wall of a woman that looked absolutely gorgeous, unlike the picture of the Lady Maryanne I saw last night. No, this woman was exquisite; I couldn’t stop staring, but then…

“I see you are admiring our mother.” I turned my head to see the brothers standing in the doorway.

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know if I should be in here. I-” Elliot put his hand up, then snapped his fingers, and two women came in with trays, setting them down and exiting the room.

“Don’t apologize; it’s fine,” He said as he and Drake took their seats. “Our parents used to enjoy this room a long time ago.” I give them a weak smile. They both looked so sad, so I decided to change the subject.

“What do you two have planned today?” I ask; they both shrug, “Well, maybe we could watch a movie or something?” They both looked at me with slight smiles on their faces,

“That sounds nice,” Elliot replied; Drake nodded in agreement,

“Yeah, with everything that happened yesterday, you need a break before returning to work.” I smiled at how considerate they were; honestly, if they weren’t my bosses, I’d probably kiss them. I’ve never been with a man before, let alone two. I wonder how it would feel, both of them having their hands on me. Would they take turns using my body? Or perhaps they would take me at the same time? I could feel my aching core begin to drip at the thought. I cleared my throat and started to get up,

“Great,” I said as I cleaned up the tray, but Samantha stopped me and took the tray away. “I’m going to go and, uh, change into something a bit more comfortable,” I tell them. They looked at me weirdly, but I couldn’t help it.

I rushed into my room and started pacing. Why am I having these thoughts about these men? I could feel the pressure building up, and I couldn’t help but imagine what it could feel like; biting my lip, I felt my breath hitch. Should I express these feelings to the guys? My mind was racing when the sound of knocking hit my door. I went over to it and opened it to reveal the brothers, “Yes?” I say, but that was the only thing I could tell because Drake grabbed my face and pulled me in for a kiss while Elliot began kissing my neck.

I gasped when Elliot found my sweet spot, allowing Drake to slip his tongue into my mouth as he deepened the kiss. Is this really about to happen? Are we really about to have s*x? Drake turned me around and began kissing my neck, and Elliot attacked my lips. Drake made his way up to my ear and whispered, “Tell us what you want.” I felt myself becoming drenched each second. Elliot broke our kiss and leaned in to whisper in my other ear,

“Yes, tell us,” He said, nibbling my earlobe,

“I-I want…” I bit my lip, trying to suppress my moans from being too loud,

“Tell us…” They muttered against my skin in unison. I don’t know how to word this; I don’t understand what I’m doing. These men are my bosses! This feels so cliche; I’ve seen too many movies and read too many books where the assistant ends up screwing the big boss or even ends up together. Sometimes it even results in the end with marriage. I don’t have that to worry about, at least I don’t think.

“I don’t….” I muttered,

“Do you want us to stop?” Elliot asked; I shook my head, “Do you want us to do more?” I nodded,

“Poor thing,” Drake says, “have we left you speechless?” I shrugged, making them both chuckle,

“Seems to me that she’s stuck in her head, Drake.” Elliot told him, “Let’s help her get out of it.”

As if by magic, I was placed onto the bed, and they both climbed on top of me. Drake went for my shirt while Elliot worked on unclasping my bra. The second my breasts were free, they were taken by the brothers; they massaged them gently before sucking the sensitive nubs of flesh that felt as hard as acorns.

My back arched as their hands ran down my body, slowly reaching my core. “Do you know what you want now, Ana?” Elliot asked, but my mind was still clouded by many thoughts but was slowly being taken over by pleasure. I shook my head. I heard shuffling and weight moving off the bed,

“Ana, I have a question.” I heard Drake ask,

“Yes?” I muttered in response,

“Do you trust us?” I took a breath and nodded; it’s hard not to trust them after everything they’ve done for me. I felt a blindfold cover my eyes, and my arms moved above my head and tied with a soft fabric. I gulped at the fact that I couldn’t see or move my arms.

“If you want things to stop, say red, and if you need a minute to catch your breath, say yellow.” Elliot told me, “Do you understand?” I nodded, but that wasn’t good enough for them, “We need a ‘yes’ or a ‘no.’”

“Yes,” I say.

“Good girl,” Drake whispered before taking my breast in his mouth again, suckling the nub.

This is going to be fun, I thought.