Preparation

DELILAH

Now that I was here, there was no leaving—this was their sacred place, and I would have to inspect it to the best of my abilities and hope it worked for the spell.

Even if it was Fae-touched.

“One of you will need to return to get what we’ll need to rest for the night, as well as my bags, while the other protects me. I need to start getting a feel for this place,” I told them, looking around and still feeling a bit shaky.

“Why do you need protection?” Seth asked—not to be rude; there were plenty of things in the forest that could try to maim or otherwise harm a human, but the same was not said for witches.

Very few things in a forest were out to hurt my kind, and even the wolves knew this.

“I have to learn to tap into the magic that seems to be intertwined with you two here in this place…”

I paused, trying to decide whether or not I should ask about their past dealings with witches, but something like this may have never been mentioned.

“One of you told me that you and your parents have dealt with witches before? How did that start? Did you always stay with our coven?” I asked as if making light conversation.

Slowly, my body began to stop trembling.

Cole and Seth glanced at one another. “Yeah…” Cole said slowly, cautiously, as if he thought the subject change was strange.

“We originally didn’t deal with your kind, but before we were born there was a complication with Mom’s pregnancy. It’s not like twin wolves are conceived very often,” he said.

“So our dad brought in a witch. She wasn’t from your coven, but she pointed us to you guys later on, saying it would be beneficial to continue dealing with them. She passed away, like…two years after we were born,” Seth said, shrugging.

“So other than her, yeah, it’s just been you guys.”

“It actually made our pack one of the first in the west to start dealing with witches at all,” Cole pointed out.

So this witch had done something to save them. Then sent them to us. And it was someone we knew, or at least someone who knew of us.

I needed only one guess as to the spell. One of the twins hadn’t been meant to survive, and she had saved him.

And the unnatural magic she had used had left its mark on the land—this small waterfall, flowing from a tree with no source.

Life from life.

“I need to work,” I said quietly, standing up on shaky legs. They both reached out a hand to steady me, rising with me.

I glanced at their nakedness and flushed scarlet, averting my eyes.

That was all it took.

The air escaped my lips in a woosh as I felt Cole come behind me and Seth in front of me.

Seth roughly caught my lips with his, his hands running over my ass, kneading it as Cole bent and bit my neck.

Cole’s hands wrapped around my inner thighs, parting them slightly and kneading them as well—kindling the small flame into a burning inferno.

Their hands and mouths were all over me.

Magic pulsed like a bell—dangerous and electric, making my skin race with it, my energy replenished with this sexual need making it sensitive to their every touch.

Cole’s fingers pressed against my folds from outside of my shorts, his other hand lowering my zipper.

Seth’s tongue collided and massaged mine in my mouth, as if he were already fucking me.

I pulled away, gasping for air. “N-no, please—”

This magic was dangerous; this sensation, overwhelming.

Both of them growled deep in their throats to silence me; always the alphas.

Cole’s hand slid into my shorts that now gaped open, his fingers sliding under my panties and finding my pulsing clit, covered in my slick juices.

Seth’s hands massaged my breasts, his mouth going to the other side of my neck.

The contrast of Cole’s fingers and Seth’s rough little sharp bites on my neck was too much; I felt my knees already shaking.

Cole’s finger sat there, feeling me pulse. My nipples were being pinched and pulled by Seth as he chuckled in my ear softly.

Slowly, oh so slowly, Cole rubbed my clit as my hips pumped back and forth—trapped between two bodies. My breathing hitched as I tried to keep my mind clear.

“But you want us…,” Cole whispered, nipping my earlobe.

“And I think we’re willing to share,” Seth finished, biting the other one as one of his hands went to join Cole’s.

As Cole slowly circled my clit, Seth pressed his middle finger into me. Then Cole’s other hand went to my other breast.

Trapped between these two, I moaned as they sucked on the hollows of my ears in unison, their fingers swirling around, making my eyes flutter closed against my will.

Another small moan ripped from my throat against my will.

~This can’t happen.~

~This can’t happen.~

~I can’t. We can’t.~

But I didn’t care anymore as my orgasm mounted, my breath catching as I began to soak their hands with my desire.

Seth added another finger inside me, as Cole began rubbing my clit faster.

Each touch made me twitch and screech in response, and my knees shook as both their hands held my breasts, pulling and twisting my nipples, always just a little harder.

Seth bit my shoulder as Cole caught my lips in his.

I was going to—

Cole’s teeth dug into my lower lip as my body arched. “Cum for us, little Delilah, show us wolves what it’s like when a little magical flower gets picked.”

A strangled cry ripped from my throat as his words sent me over the edge.

Seth sank his middle finger into me, stretching me as the palm of his hand pressed firmly against my clitoris.

I felt the start of my orgasm, pulsing around them both at the same time.

“N-n—” I sobbed, but the word wouldn’t even come out as they both growled, moving in unison, milking out every last bit of my orgasm.

I tightened around their fingers, trapped between their bodies. My shorts were soaked, their hard, pulsing cocks brushing my thighs as they ground up against me.

Feeling them made me bite my lip hard, trying not to sob with frustration.

Who was I kidding? A vicious, dark, twisted part of me wanted these wolves for myself.

Part of me screamed into the darkness—

~Mine!~

Their fingers still worked slowly as I came down from my orgasm. I felt tender, and I took several deep breaths.

Sparks—I felt sparks across my skin. My vision swam, my senses wanting me to feel only them.

~Magic.~

A moment of clarity made me regain my senses.

“No,” I breathed, shaking my head.

Both of them growled, pushing their cocks hard against me. Their fingers left my soaked shorts as their claws ran down my back, my thighs, shredding my bottoms.

I whimpered as their mouths returned to the sides of my neck. My body cried out for release, begging me to let them as I felt my body lifted.

I felt a tip from behind press against me, then shift me forward, and I felt the hard length sink into my sweet honey.

~No.~

~No.~

~“NO!”~ I snarled, pushing my magic out. Twisting my fingers around my breasts, I brought them to my sternum and made a rune with my fingers.

A blast of magical force shoved them back, leaving me on my knees panting. The magic quickly faded. Both of them growled, shifting in response.

Alpha training. Of course.

I was certainly less attracted to them as beasts, though I doubted their wolves cared if the magic was still working.

I swallowed hard, keeping my hands out just in case I needed to draw from the earth this time and do magic again.

“Magic is…tricky. This place resonates with you both, sexually. That’s good, it’s what we’re aiming for. We can use the energy, but we cannot taint it. I’m sorry I didn’t realize…”

I should have understood the moment I’d seen the waterfall.

Fae magic. All of this, wild and untamed.

The ground was soaked in it, and the moment it had come into contact with another magical being that could conduct it, another one who could resonate with that chaotic energy…

It was no wonder the brothers couldn’t share, that they worked so well together—but that in this aspect, finding a mate, they had failed time and time again.

They were lucky it had been such a well-crafted spell.

Normally, it would have made something that many people who have seen too many movies refer to as a “good twin” and an “evil twin.”

One person, one soul, split into two. The good and the bad.

Half in Cole, and half in Seth.

And if one of them found a mate…

Things like that weren’t meant to be split.

If one of them found a mate, it would kill the other one.

Unnatural magic held consequences, and to see the person you’re supposed to be with, quite literally end up with your other half, well, it would destroy it.

And then the other half would be gone forever.

By agreeing to this spell, I was spelling their doom.