The Luna's Forbidden passion

Chapter three

LYRA

"Careful, she's unused," Cassien warns, entering the room behind his twin. I later learnt his name is Lucien.

Lucien licks his lips, his eyes lingering on my breasts before meeting my gaze. "Unused, you say? Well, we'll have to remedy that, won't we?"

Cassien crouches near me while holding my hands. "Don't fear, Lyra. Lucien is my blood, my twin. And his name is Lucien."

I manage a whisper, "Hi,"

Lucien reaches out, his fingers brushing against my cheek, and I flinch at his touch. He chuckles, a sound that sends shivers down my spine. "You will call me Lord," he says, his voice firm, leaving no room for disobedience.

He turns and he retrieves something from the wardrobe. My eyes widen as he reveals a collection of s*x toys, each one promising a different kind of pleasure or pain. I swallow hard, my mind racing. How did they get into the wardrobe, have they always been there?

Cassien who seems to be the gentle one guides me to the bed. "Lie back, Lyra," he murmurs. "Let us show you what true pleasure feels like."

I comply, my body trembling as I lie back on the soft sheets. Cassien leans over me, his lips capturing mine in a way that leaves me breathless. Lucien watches, his eyes dark with desire. Cassien hands roams my body and then he lifts me while turning me to face the mirror and I gasp at the sight of my reflection.

Cassien stands behind me, his hands on my hips, his c**k pressing against my back.

Cassien leans in, his lips capturing mine in a gentle kiss. "We want to show you everything," he whispers against my lips. "Every sensation, every desire. We want to explore every inch of your body and mind."

I nod, my heart racing with anticipation. "I want that too," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.

I comply, my body trembling with anticipation. Cassien leans over me, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. Lucien's hands roam my body, his touch gentle yet firm, his fingers exploring every inch of my skin.

Lucien's hand moves lower, his fingers brushing against my c**t, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. "Then let us begin," he says, his voice husky with need.

Cassien moves to lie behind me, his c**k pressing against my back. "Spread your legs, Lyra," he instructs, his voice firm yet gentle. "Let Lucien explore that sweet p***y of yours."

I comply, my legs falling open, exposing myself to Lucien's hungry gaze. He leans down, his tongue licking a path up my inner thigh, making me shiver with anticipation. When his tongue finally reaches my c**t, I cry out, my back arching off the bed.

Cassien's hands roam my body, his touch gentle yet firm, his c**k rubbing against my ass. "Relax, Lyra," he murmurs, his voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. "Let Lucien make you feel good."

Lucien's tongue works magic, licking and sucking, his fingers sliding into me, stretching me, preparing me for what is to come. I moan, my hips moving in sync with his movements, my body on fire with need.

Cassien's hand reaches around, his fingers finding my c**t, rubbing it in time with Lucien's thrusts. "Come for us, Lyra," he whispers, his voice hoarse with need. "Let us hear that sweet sound."

Cassien turns to me, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Lyra, have you ever been tied up before?" he asks, his voice a low purr.

I shake my head, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through me. "No, Master," I admit. "I haven't."

Lucien leans in, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. "Then it's time we remedy that," he murmurs against my lips. "Don't you think, brother?"

Cassien nods, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, most definitely."

They guide me to the center of the room, their hands gentle yet firm. Lucien retrieves a length of silk rope, his eyes never leaving mine as he begins to tie my wrists together.

"Trust us, Lyra," Cassien murmurs, his voice soothing. "We'll take care of you."

I nod, my heart racing with anticipation. Lucien continues to tie my wrists, the silk soft against my skin, yet firm enough to hold me in place. Cassien moves behind me, his hands roaming my body, his touch gentle yet firm.

Cassien moves lower, his lips trailing a path of fire down my neck, my collarbone, my breasts. He captures a n****e in his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my core.

"Go first," Cassien instructs Lucien, his voice hoarse with need.

Lucien moves to stand before me, his c**k already hard and ready. He rubs himself against me, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through my body. I

"Breathe, Lyra," Cassien whispers, his hands rubbing soothing circles on my back. "Let him in."

Lucien pushes into me slowly, and I cry out in pain. But as he moves, the hurt morphs into pleasure. I begin to moan, my hips moving in sync with his thrusts.

Cassien watches us in the mirror, his hand stroking his c**k, his eyes filled lust. When Lucien nears his climax, he pulls out, and Cassien steps in, his c**k sliding into me with a groan.

"Master," I gasp, the word slipping from my lips as Cassien thrusts harder, stretching me, filling me completely. He grins, his hand reaching around to slap my ass lightly, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core.

Lucien moves to my side, his lips capturing mine in a fierce kiss. I kiss him back, my tongue tangling with his, my body on fire with need. They take turns, their c***s sliding in and out of me, their hands exploring every inch of my skin.

When Cassien finally comes, I feel the warmth spread inside me, and I cry out, my own orgasm ripping through me like a storm. Lucien turns me to face him, and I kneel, taking his c**k into my mouth, sucking and licking until he comes, his seed spilling down my throat.

We collapse onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. Cassien pulls me close, his arm wrapping around my waist. "You did well for your first time," he murmurs, his voice filled with pride.

I nod, a contented smile playing on my lips. Lucien, lying on my other side, reaches out to stroke my hair. "From now on, we will both take care of you," he promises, his voice soft. "Make sure you never want for anything."

I lean into Cassien, closing my eyes, my mind drifting to my husband. But the thought is fleeting, pushed away by the overwhelming sensations still coursing through my body. This feels right, in this moment, with these men who have shown me a world of pleasure I have never known. And as I drift off to sleep, cradled in their arms, I know that my life will never be the same.