DOUBLE TROUBE WITH THE TWIN WOLVES 14

C H A P T E R F O U R T E E N - - - M A D D I S O N

What happens if someone hears us? While Tom was nearly running into his and Tim's room, Maddison protested feebly even though she was doing nothing to stop him.

Tom slammed his shoulder against the door leading to his room and yelled, "Barry's downstairs, I guess Mary's already asleep."

Tim was staring at his phone while perched on the windowsill as usual, but as soon as they arrived, he sprang to his feet and set the phone aside.

"What is actually happening? Is something that is not right?"  He questioned, a troubled scowl gracing his face.

“No. "  As soon as Maddison walked in, Tom pushed the door shut and turned the lock, saying, "Everything's OK.”

In spite of the fact that Maddison was nearly swimming in his presence, he grabbed the baby monitor from her and placed it up on a shelf. Yes, her knees were beginning to give up a little. Her heart rate was increasing, yes. And she did want to be among them at that very time, not anywhere else.

“I'm sick and weary of playing this one-night game, Madison, but we have no idea what will happen the next day or the day after that. And you've been fucking awfully missed by me. I cannot adequately express how happy I am that we were able to locate you or that you are the mother of my children, our children. However, none of that is the topic of tonight. Tonight is about the reality that we need you more than we need air, and if I have to spend another night apart from you even knowing you are in the next room, I'm going to go insane. Comments?” Tom looked furiously at Tim and enquired. As he moved across the room to stand next to his brother, who was also towering over her, Tim merely laughed and shook his head. Since the night they spent together, she had been imagining it in agonizing detail, so she felt as though she was gazing up at the most romantic fantasy imaginable. And just then, it occurred? Maddison took a dry gulp.

"I believe you are correct, brother. Tim licked his lips and whispered, "Reading my thoughts as usual. Maddison, what do you say? Fun now, repercussions later? " He inquired in a casual tone given his normal demeanor.

She paused, but a split second later she reached out and drew both twins to her by their belts, gasping at her own boldness. Both of them grinned like monsters, and before she realized it, she was being scooped up by Tom and shoved up against the wall, his tongue on hers once again as Tim kissed her neck.

"Oh my God, I missed you two," she mewled quietly, her claws scraping down their necks as they licked and lapped at her, tasting her.

Tim's fingers wrapped around her hair as he rapidly unfastened her top, his moves sure and controlled. Tom pressed up against her, and she could feel his big and still-growing bulge squeezing out. Last time, she had made all the decisions, but this time it was the farthest thing from her mind. She'd entirely dedicated herself to the memory of the Crawley brothers, and all she wanted was for them to take her now and possess her as she'd imagined.

Tom backed away from the wall as she clutched to him fiercely. He then walked over to one of the unkempt mattresses and threw her down on it. Tim had somehow managed to take her shirt off while she was on the way, and by the time she got into bed, her bra was undone. Maddison laughed, anticipatory euphoria in her voice. While Tim was on his hands and knees on the bed, kissing her and nibbling on her neck, making her cry, her trousers were casually taken off.

With strong hands, Tom tore off her underwear and slid between her legs. She gasped as his hot tongue lapped over her clit, sending shivers down her spine at the very first contact.

"You're as flawless as I remembered, Maddison," Tim mumbled as he yanked off his shirt and jeans in fast succession, revealing his strong, sculpted physique to her.

She could see a tattoo on his ribcage that she hadn't noticed before, but she couldn't quite make it out in the faint light of the room. It didn't really matter. Her fingers was raking up the length of his inner thigh as she cradled his hefty, shaven balls in her palm.

"Did you miss this touch?" " Tim snarled, and Tom came to a halt for an agonizing second, removing his own shirt and making Maddison gasp as she noticed the exquisite planes of his abs catching the light.

She loved the way he appeared to be raving mad and nearly possessed with her. Tim had fire in his eyes, and his cock was stiff and erect and ready for her. Any doubt about whether or not she had made the correct decision by first traveling with them was dispelled. Her children would not have been born if she hadn't spent that night with them. And she would never have experienced what truly mind-blowing pleasure was if she hadn't shared her body with them.

She voluntarily said, "I missed all of this," and extended her hands to either or both of them, or at least one of them.

It was freaking pain not to have their hands on her! When Tom's tongue finally touched Maddison's clit once again, she curled up and moaned joyfully. Tom then quickly rammed two fingers into her, forcing her to spread around them as he began pounding them in and out of her. Tim pulled back her hair and gave her another kiss, this time taking his time so they could both truly savor it.

Tom held her mainly in place with one hand on her stomach, but her fingers were coiling in his hair and she was bucking her hips against his face. All the danger and concern were gone for this one perfect moment with the twins as her heart continued to beat furiously and she twisted herself around in desire. She was violently trembling and wailing as Tom relentlessly propelled her along when Tim pulled her chin up and let her to suck at the head of his cock.

Her spasms became even more intense due to the taste of pre-cum, the head's smoothness, and the way it filled her mouth just as Tim was easing inside her. Tom wouldn't stop lapping at her, and she realized she had to be hurting him by now. She pulled at his hair and roughly shook him. Both of them would not. She groaned throatily as Tim's hands worshiped her large breasts by pinching and massaging them. Since she was trapped between the two large, muscular werewolves, she was unable to envisage herself in any other position.

She was already furiously trembling and mewing as Tom pushed her on with no mercy when Tim pulled her chin up and allowed her to suck at the head of his cock.

Her spasms got even worse when Tim slipped inside her because of the flavor of pre-cum, the smoothness of the head, and the way it filled her mouth just so. Tom wouldn't stop grabbing at her hair and forcefully shaking every time he lashed out at her, even though she knew she had to be hurting him at this point. They both would not. She groaned throatily as Tim's hands worshiped her large breasts by pinching and massaging them. She was sucking at him with hunger. Since she was wedged in between the two large, muscular werewolves, she honestly had no other option.

Later, he was squeezing into her like her pussy was intended for him as he filled her up with his thick, pulsating cock. Because her world was utterly whirling, she hunched down and clutched Tim. She was desperate for a moment of stability and some sense in the universe. Tom began pumping into her as her climax was at its peak; his thrusts were excruciatingly full, strong, and protracted.

She had no idea that she could feel so full, but each stroke disproved her. The orgasm wanted to take what little restraint she had left with it and leave her with nothing but pleasure, but Maddison held to her consciousness as her vision began to blur at the edges. That had a lot of potential.

Tim was the one who offered her the first moment of relief, pulling back enough for her to breathe normally again and take a moment to get her head screwed on right again. Her chest was rising and falling heavily, and his hands remained on her, continually stroking, caressing, and teasing. Tom squeezed his thumb on her sensitive clit, rutting into her with shorter, quicker strokes now. She murmured a pleasure scream.

She let go of Tim a bit as she suckled on him, still trembling like a leaf but desperate to see him appreciate it as much as she did. Her pussy tightened around Tom, milking him mercilessly and demanding everything he had to supply. A little part of her enquired as to whether or not she would mind adopting another of their puppies. She said emphatically that she would do all of that and much more for her wolves as long as they were at her side.

She exerted pressure on Tim by slightly tightening her lips together as her tongue curled around his pulsating veins to lengthen him. When Tom gave her a butterflied kiss on the chest, she clenched every muscle in her body because she adored the way he shivered. This caused Tom to give a little gasp.

He muttered, grinding into her with shorter strokes now, "Dammit, Madison, you're going to be the last of me."

When Tom's hands wrapped around her hips and he charged with a yell, pouring his seed inside of her, she grinned to herself. Tim wasn't far away at that point, so she quickly swallowed the thick, hot sperm when it spurted into her lips and then down her throat. Dammit, he tasted fantastic, and Tom had completely blown her mind once more. She could not get enough of whatever those two wolves did to her since it always felt magical.

They both gradually withdrew away from her, causing her body to convulse nevertheless, and then arranged themselves on the bed with her, their hair tangled and moist from perspiration. For some minutes, the three of them were left gazing up at the ceiling, with sporadic, languid flashes of light from the outside piercing the darkness. If Maddison had the ability, she would have captured the pure happiness in a bottle and held it close to her.

She sighed, smiling, "We need to do this more often."

You're saying that it's not ideal for the two of us to become separated for periods longer than a year? Tim grinned sarcastically, "I didn't even realize that.

Tom turned around and stole another kiss from her lips, promising that he wouldn't raise any concerns.

She placed a hand on the hips of both of her wolves while beaming broadly. If only a moment could be preserved, yet there are always others who will want to sabotage it.