THE REJECTED FOURFOLD LUNA: FATED TO TWO ALPHA TWINS

Chapter 10—Dripping for the Alphas

Celeste's POV

The room was dim when I stepped inside, lit low the way they always kept it in the evenings, warm and quiet with the curtains drawn against the city outside.

Mason was sitting at the edge of the bed. Jason stood near the window with his arms folded.

They both looked up at the same time.

The silence that followed lasted maybe two seconds. Long enough for me to feel every inch of what I was wearing and every bit of the way they were looking at me.

Mason stood up slowly.

Jason uncrossed his arms.

They moved at the same time, crossing the room toward me with a kind of quiet, deliberate certainty that made my breath catch before either of them even touched me.

Mason reached me first. His hands found my waist and he looked down at me for just a moment, eyes moving over me in a way that made thinking difficult.

"You're going to be the end of me," he said quietly.

Then he kissed me.

Jason was right behind him, his lips finding my shoulder, my neck, his arms wrapping around me from behind while Mason's mouth stayed on mine, and I stopped thinking about anything at all.

They took turns claiming my mouth with deep, slow tongue kisses that left me dizzy and aching. Mason would pull back just enough for Jason to slide in and taste me next, their mouths alternating in a hungry rhythm that made my pulse race.

The dual attention of two alphas pressed close sent heat flooding through my body. Their scents mixed thick in the air, rich and wild, wrapping around me until my own wolf stirred restless under my skin, pushing closer to the surface with every shared breath.

Jason’s fingers found the zipper of my gown and drew it down with careful control. The fabric slipped from my shoulders and pooled at my feet.

Cool air brushed my skin for only a second before their hands replaced it. Jason cupped one breast, his thumb brushing over the n****e until it hardened under his touch, then closed his mouth around it and sucked deep.

At the same moment Mason took the other, his tongue swirling slow circles before he drew the peak into his mouth with a low, satisfied growl.

They worked my breasts together, each focused on a different n****e, sucking and licking in perfect rhythm.

The dual pull of their mouths made my p***y throb hard, already slick and aching. Every tug of their tongues sent another pulse of heat between my legs.

I could feel how wet I was becoming, the soft sounds they made while they suckled only making the need worse.

Mason kept his mouth latched to my breast as his hand slid lower. His fingers found my c**t and began circling it in slow, teasing strokes that made my hips jerk.

Jason stayed on the other side, still sucking hard, both of them swallowing every soft moan that tried to leave my throat. The pressure built fast. My body trembled between them, caught in the heat of two focused alphas who showed no intention of rushing.

Then Mason dropped to his knees. He spread my thighs wider and leaned in, dragging his tongue through my folds in one long, slow lick that made my breath hitch.

He groaned against me like the taste alone was enough to undo him, then sealed his mouth over my c**t and sucked with steady pressure.

I cried out, one hand flying to his hair while the other clung to Jason’s shoulder for balance.

“Such a sweet, needy little cunt,” Mason murmured between licks, voice thick and rough. “Already dripping for your alphas. Look how wet you are for us. I could stay right here all night tasting you.”

Jason kept kissing me, swallowing every sound I made while his hands continued to play with my breasts, pinching and rolling the n*****s he had just left wet.

“That’s right, baby,” he said against my lips, matching his brother’s filthy tone. “So f*****g wet. You love having two alphas between your legs, don’t you? Moan for us again. Let us hear how much you need this. Tell us you belong here.”

“Yes,” I gasped between kisses, voice shaking. “I need it. Both of you. Please don’t stop. I belong here.”

My hips rolled harder against Mason’s tongue as he ate me out with focused hunger, licking deep and growling into my p***y.

The vibration of his voice sent fresh sparks racing through me. Jason’s mouth stayed on mine, his fingers still working my n*****s while I trembled between them, caught in the dual pleasure of one alpha’s mouth on my c**t and the other’s hands and lips everywhere else.

I reached down and wrapped my hand around Jason’s thick c**k, stroking him slowly from base to tip.

He was already hard and heavy in my palm, the heat of him making my mouth water. Mason never stopped licking me, his tongue working in steady, filthy strokes that made my thighs shake and my knees threaten to give out.

“That’s my good girl,” Jason groaned against my mouth. “Stroke your alpha’s c**k while my brother tastes how sweet you are. You’re going to take us so well tonight. I can already feel how ready you are.”

I sank to my knees, still stroking him, then took Jason into my mouth. I sucked him deep, tongue swirling around the head before I took him farther, letting him fill my throat.

He threaded his fingers through my hair and held me steady, hips giving small, controlled thrusts while soft praises fell from his lips.

“f**k yes,” he praised, voice rough with approval. “Suck your alpha’s c**k just like that. Look at you, so pretty with your lips stretched around me. Gonna fill that mouth one day soon, but tonight we’re claiming every inch of you. Take me deeper. That’s it.”

Mason pulled back from my p***y, his face shiny with my wetness. He stood and pulled me up into a deep tongue kiss so I could taste myself on him, salty and sweet.

The kiss was filthy and claiming, his hands gripping my waist as he shared the flavor of me between us, growling softly into my mouth.

While our tongues tangled, Jason stepped in front of me. His c**k, already slick from my mouth, pressed against my entrance.

He pushed inside in one smooth, deep thrust, filling me completely while Mason kept tongue kissing me.