Her Forever

Thaddeus’ POV

It was a perfect idea; I could almost pat myself on the back. I pulled out some clothes, both Trinity’s, mine, and Theon’s, because hell, he was going to be there too. Theon followed, eyeing me suspiciously, and I shut the bathroom door behind him, leaving Trinity looking out the window.

“What are you up to?” Theon eyed me curiously while I leaned over the tub. It was a jacuzzi tub; we had them back home but rarely used them. The hot springs near the castle were better, more natural, close to nature. Our wolves enjoyed that, but I couldn’t bear the thought of some wolf seeing her almost naked when it came to Trinity. That didn’t seem to bother me earlier, though.

“Drawing her a bath,” playing the knobs, the hot water poured from the spout. The whole tub was one big electrical panel mess. Different buttons for massages, bubbles, bath oils, you name it, it had it. I smirked while I pressed one that leaked out the small number of bubbles. This would cover her body if she felt unsure about us all sitting together.

It was filling quickly; patting my hands, I went to the large floral arrangement that I asked one of the omegas to bring in. It had red roses, white carnations, and tons of greenery. The thing was huge; I’d have to thank whoever brought it in. Taking a few roses, I spread them across the tub, the water swirled, and the red petals danced around.

“I thought we were going to go slow,” Theon mused while he put on his black swim shorts. I snorted while throwing the last bit of rose oil.

“We are; we aren’t touching her unless to clean her. This is all about making her feel beautiful and wanted. Theon nodded and smiled. “I like the way you are thinking, good job for once.”

Theon grabbed some candles that sat nearby in the corner and lit them, filling them around the massive tub. It was the first time I saw him genuinely smile in ages. Theon was a different breed than I was. I was headstrong like our father, a bit more brawn and reckless when fighting. Our parents never picked favorites, but you could tell who got along with which parent better. Theon was definitely a Mama’s boy and more in tune with feelings as much as he tried to hide it.

Many nights I would watch him while he stared out at the blue moon of the castle. His lips moved, talking to the goddess, begging for our mate to come. We were both still young, just thirty years old. Our father was much older, and Theon feared that we would have to wait just as long.

Theon loved children, not that I did not care for them, but he had a special connection. The omegas that helped in the castle would bring their children. The omegas worked, and Theon would pretend spar and play battles with them when the warriors were not using the facilities. He would be a better father than I would be; I didn’t know how to be gentle to a child. My fear is what he would think after sharing what Trinity spoke of earlier.

Clearing my throat, Theon stopped lighting the candles.

“There is something I must tell you, brother.” My tone turned serious, with that being a rare occasion; he furrowed his brows and stood up, blowing out the match. “Trinity confided me in me today. She says there is a chance she might not be able to have children.”

Thaddeus sighed heavily, throwing out the match.

“What did you tell her?” I shrugged my shoulders.

“That it did not matter to me, that she was ours, and I would love her and accept her if she didn’t give us pups when the time came. I would never give her up for something so petty.” Theon nodded.

“I agree,” his voice is somber.

“Are you sure? I know you have a soft spot for pups.” Theon shook his head, pushing back his hair. Theon thinks he can hide his feelings from me, but we are brothers. We are connected by a brotherly bond, much more potent than any other sibling bond because we are identical twins. The sadness in his heart gripped me by the throat. Would he really be alright if Trinity could not bear children?”

“As much as I want them, Trinity, our mate is what is more important.” His mood became lighter. “If she wanted to adopt a pup, we can. If she wanted to try and receive help from mother, she can too.” I shook my head while placing the broken flower stems in the trash.

“Mom may not be able to help. It is a long-standing problem in her body, Trinity thinks. Mom can help those in fresh wounds internal injuries.” Theon hummed and adjusted his swim trunks.

“Either way, I will never give her up,” he stood determined. She was given to us by the goddess, and for her, I would give up everything.” I embraced my brother. Usually, it is he to first show any emotion, but today was different. Clapping his back, I went to the pile of clothes and put on my swimsuit.

“Dear goddess, please don’t tell me you are wearing that!” Theon covered his eyes.

“What, it shows off my best assets?”

….

“Hark the Harold Angel’s Sing,” Trinity whispered while clutching the bottom of her shirt. She was delicious, and I was ready to sink my fangs in that pretty little neck. I can’t, not yet. My decision was made. Theon and I were going to show her how much we love her. The bond may not be felt as strong to a human, so we must show her.

“We would like to pamper you,” I clinked a few glasses. “Wash your feet and tell you how beautiful you are.” Theon snorted at my words, but I knew what I was doing. He could laugh all he wanted. I hadn’t forgotten our challenge, to see who she would fall in love with first.

“I-I don’t have a swimsuit.” Her eyes glanced down at my crotch, and the ginger cookie aroma wafted around the air. Biting my inner cheek from a m**n, I felt my c**k twitch and become tight in the speedo. The damn suit was going to cut the circulation off. Trinity blushed and tried to hide her smile from us, but I knew she was hiding it; she liked the idea of bathing with us. An excellent staring showdown occurred; she also looked at Theon, who was probably showing his l**t for her as well.

“Are we,” Trinity cleared her throat,” going to be actually washing or…”

“Washing and pampering you, nothing else.” Theon approached her, touching her cheek, she immediately leaned into it. “We want to show you how special you are to us.” Trinity bit down on both of her lips.

“I’ll find something to wear; I’ll meet you in a minute.”

That was the longest minute of my life. In fact, it was a good ten minutes before she arrived. We were lucky that we had the tub constantly heating. I thought of chucking my swimsuit a few times, but Theon reminded me that this was about her, not us.

Trinity emerged behind the door, a light pink bra set with matching bikini-style underwear. It was such a pale pink it could have matched her skin tone. “Sorry,” she whispered, closing the door. “I got nervous.”

“No need to be nervous; we are just getting cleaned up,” Theon stood up and helped Trinity in the tub; a delightful m**n left her lips while dunking her head under the steaming water. The rose petals clung to her body when she sat up.

Pullin her to my lap, it was decided to wash her hair. Her body leaned back into mine, massaging it with the flower-smelling soaps. Her hair was thick, long, and luscious. The thought of pulling on it and exposing her neck, kissing it softly down her chest, came to mind. Soon. A purr ran through me; a shutter left Trinity’s body.

Mm, responsive.

Theon pulled up one of her feet, poured a bit of massage oil on her feet, and began to rub. “That feels so good,” her head was leaned entirely back on my shoulder, breasts above the water. I swear her pink n*****s were showing through. This was a bad idea, I can’t concentrate.

Theon’s eyes flashed dark to his wolf. s**t, he has to stay in control, or neither of us will. My hands went down to her shoulders, squeezing and kneading them; her skin prickled while the tingles ran through my body. How did dad do this with mom? He said he went slow with her since she was human.

“Guys?” Trinity’s a*s rubbed against my shaft; I almost whimpered at the feeling. Her hands reached down to pet my thigh, her nails scratched me straight up to my h*p.

“Yes, Trinity?” Theon came closer to her; his hands were no longer on her feet or calf. They were between her thighs. So much for pampering.

Trinity’s POV

Theon’s massaging went straight to my inner thigh; this was supposed to be about pampering me and making me feel loved and special, right? I was feeling it, totally feeling it. I was feeling it so much, while Theon was trying to massage one foot, I took the other and touched his groin the other.

With them, everything felt wonderful. Their touch, looks of desire, the possessiveness in my protection made me feel wanted. For the first time in a long time, they made me feel safe. I was no longer looking behind my back, waiting for someone to hurt take me back to my s***m donor. They wanted me; they wanted all of me. Big thighs and all.

I took a sharp intake of breath; Theon’s hands were just there. Right there on the spot that only I have ever touched. No one else dared come close to it; did I dare want him to? I felt him earlier today, the warmth of his shaft as I held it in my hand.

Why am I reasoning with this? Who cares if it was fair, I wanted him and Thaddeus too. The inner goddess in me wants to feel those tingles right at that particular place that I can’t seem to get to go over the edge on my own. My eyes were half-closed, the steam rose on my lashes. They beaded so quickly; I swear it looked like I was crying, but I wasn’t; I was in a haze of l**t.

Thaddeus’ hands went down to my h**s, my large h**s, and gave a squeeze. “I can’t wait to have these thick thighs around my face,” he growled.

Fudge.

A shudder ran through me; my underwear was floating away from my body. How the heck did that happen? I didn’t push them down? A long claw came out of the water; Theon licked the moisture away like it was my own essence on it.

Gl-o-r-ia.

My breathing became erratic, my legs parted on their own accord, and I tried to pull Theon closer to me. I had become bold, bolder than I ever thought possible. The thought that Theon wouldn’t touch me there because this was supposed to be a ‘pampering session’ hammered at my soul. I didn’t want him to stop; I didn’t want Thaddeus to stop the gentle caresses on my ample a*s. I wanted them to know that I really liked them.

My calves brushed up against Theon’s butt cheeks, his lips parted, and a hand cupped my p***y with a splash of the swiftness of his movements. His hand was hotter than the steam flowing around us. My breasts rose out of the water, a hand snaked around my waist, and pulled me closer to Thaddeus. “May I?” Thaddeus spoke into my shoulder, the sharp nicks of his teeth on my shoulder making my n*****s pebble.

“Please,” I breathed. Thaddeus didn’t waste time, his finger slipped under the middle of my bra in the front, and my breasts were completely exposed to the slightly cooler air. They floated above the water where my back was arched. The rumblings in their chests became louder, stared at by my wild animals.

Theon’s scalding breath nipped at one n****e, Thaddeus grabbed the other. One soft, one rough, and it was the perfect feeling of sugar and spice.

Theon’s hands parted my lower lips, his fingers danced around my core, feeling the wetness pool despite the water flowing around it. The slickness was filled with his finger and found my bundle of nerves. I jumped, not used to the pressure of someone else taking control. My hand went straight for his c**k; I wanted him to feel what he did to me.

“Take them off,” I whispered huskily. Both of them obliged and ripped them with their claws. No one was going to have any clothes left by the time we left this place.

Grabbing Theon’s d**k, his finger traced my clit again. Jerking in response, Thaddeus pushed my h**s down on his c**k. The boys had huge shafts, and more dirty thoughts ran through my mind. Could I take them both? I wanted them so much, a hunger that I wanted to savor. Was I clouded by a haze of l**t since I had never had any s****l feelings of this magnitude?

Or was it our bond?

I just knew I didn’t give a flying f**k.

Theon gently put a finger in my p***y. Slowly, gently he rubbed inside me at the extra tightness. My h**s moved to the rhythm of his finger. Pushing him deeper inside me, I felt Thaddeus’ hand slither down my h*p. His finger, too, entered me, his being rougher. Both of my crazy mates were fingering me at the same time.

I m****d out both of their names; their biceps twitched, and the water sloshed in the tub; veins were protruding from their arms. Their poor necks were strained. My one hand still stroked Theon, so I moved my other hand back behind me to find Thaddeus’ rubbing against my cheeks. I wasn’t a lefty, but I would make sure that both of them were as satisfied as I was.

Gripping Thaddeus, he hissed and buried his lips into my neck. Sucking, pulling at the skin while I rode harder on their fingers. Their fingers moved in sync with each other and hit a particular spot. I spasmed, screamed both of their names as a bite reached one of my n*****s. Theon’s mouth ripped from my breast and landed on top of mine to muffle the sound. It was too late. The scream echoed in the bathroom, and again the room was filled with heavy roars from Thaddeus.

Thaddeus palmed my breast, his breath tickling my n*****s for them to pebble again. Theon soon followed his climax and bit my l*p, almost drawing b***d. It was the most erotic moment of my life, and I’d be a damn fool to think about ever giving these boys up.

All of us panted, sweating in a pool of rose-smelling water. The candles and floor were coated with water. Did we really get clean after all of this? Theon’s head landed between my breasts; I cuddled him closer, soothing the side of his face. Thaddeus pulled my face to his chest as well when I leaned back into him. I was the cream in this giant oreo, and it was the perfect place to be.