Pleasure jolts through me like lightning as Rose takes me deeper into her throat, her tongue swirling around my shaft with expert precision. I can barely think straight, my fingers tangled in her wild auburn hair as she works me with merciless enthusiasm. The wet, obscene sounds of her mouth fill Lilly's bedroom, mixing with my desperate gasps.

"Fuck, Rose," I groan, my head falling back against the headboard.

Lilly's lips find my neck, hot and insistent as she traces a path from my collarbone to my ear. Her teeth graze my skin, sending shivers racing down my spine that make my toes curl. The twins have me sandwiched between them on Lilly's perfectly made bed.

"So," Lilly murmurs against my throat, her voice dangerously casual despite what her sister is doing between my legs, "you said you sat with strangers at lunch today? Any women?"

I try to focus on her question, but Rose chooses that exact moment to take me impossibly deeper, the tight heat of her throat contracting around me. My hips buck involuntarily, drawing a muffled moan from Rose that vibrates through my entire body.

"I…Ah, fuck… Yeah, there were a few," I stammer, struggling to form coherent thoughts while Rose's mouth is performing miracles. "This guy, Louis, invited me to sit with his friends."

Lilly's hand slides up my chest, her nails leaving light scratches against my skin as she finds my chin. She turns my face toward her, forcing me to meet her intense green eyes.

"Louis?" she repeats, her thumb brushing across my bottom lip. "Not the women?"

Rose pulls back just enough to catch her breath, her lips glistening and swollen as she looks up at me through her lashes. "Yeah, Seth," she pants, her hand replacing her mouth as she continues to stroke me. "Tell us about these women you had lunch with."

The predatory gleam in her eyes sends a mixture of fear and arousal surging through me.

"It wasn't like that," I manage to say, my voice embarrassingly breathy. "They were all coupled up, I think. One was even pregnant."

Lilly's lips curve into a smile against my neck. "All of them?" she whispers, her tongue darting out to trace the shell of my ear. "Every single one?"

Rose's eyes narrow slightly as she watches my face, her hand still working me with torturous precision. "You're not lying to us, are you, Seth?" She punctuates her question with a particularly firm squeeze that makes me gasp.

"Every single one," I gasp, feeling Lilly's fingers suddenly slip between my legs, bypassing my cock to cup my balls in her palm. Her touch is gentle at first, almost teasing, but then her grip tightens just enough to make my breath catch.

"You absolutely sure about that?" she purrs, applying the slightest pressure that sends a confusing mix of pleasure and warning through my body. "Because I'd hate to think you're hiding something from us."

A pathetic whimper escapes my throat as I instinctively arch toward her, my body betraying me as a bead of precum forms at my tip. Rose notices immediately, her eyes darkening as she swipes her thumb across it, spreading the wetness along my shaft.

"I would never lie to either of you," I pant, meaning every word. "Never. I swear."

Lilly's grip relaxes slightly as she captures my mouth in a deep, possessive kiss that leaves me dizzy. When she pulls back, her eyes have softened, though that predatory gleam still lurks beneath the surface.

"I know," she whispers against my lips. With a subtle nod toward Rose, she adds, "I believe you."

Rose's movements shift as she reaches for something on the nightstand. I watch, transfixed, as she uncaps a small bottle and pours clear, slick liquid into her palm. Without breaking eye contact, she begins spreading it over my length, her strokes slow and methodical, coating every inch of me in glistening wetness.

My hips jerk involuntarily at her touch, but to my surprise, she doesn't straddle me like I expected.

Instead, Rose shifts to the side, her eyes locked with Lilly's in one of their silent twin communications. Lilly suddenly rises from the bed, her movements graceful and deliberate as she stands before me. Without breaking eye contact, she reaches for the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head in one fluid motion, revealing her perfect breasts barely contained by a black bra.

My breath catches in my throat as she unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her nipples harden under my hungry gaze, and I can't help but lick my lips as she slides her hands down to her jeans, unbuttoning them slowly.

"Since you've been such a good boy telling me the truth," Lilly purrs, pushing her jeans down her long legs, "I've decided you and I can share one of your firsts together."

My cock throbs painfully as she stands before me in nothing but her black panties. Rose's hand continues its torturous rhythm on my shaft, spreading the lube with meticulous attention.

"What do you mean?" I manage to stammer, my voice cracking embarrassingly.

Lilly's smile turns predatory as she turns around, giving me a perfect view of her ass. She hooks her thumbs into the waistband of her underwear and slowly, teasingly slides it down.

My mouth goes completely dry as she climbs back onto the bed, positioning herself on her back. With deliberate movements, she lifts her legs, reaching back to spread her perfect ass cheeks with her hands.

"Fuck my ass, Seth," she commands, her voice a mixture of authority and vulnerability that makes my cock jump in Rose's grip.

Heat floods my face as I stare at her most intimate place. "Really?" I whisper, hardly daring to believe what's happening.

"Fuck, you were right," Rose laughs beside me, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "He really did want to do this. Look how hard he got just from hearing you say it."

Rose slips the bottle into my trembling hand, her fingers lingering against mine as she transfers the lube. "Your turn to get her ready," she whispers, her breath hot against my ear.

My heart hammers against my ribs as I stare at the slick plastic bottle in my palm. The weight of it feels significant, like I'm holding something sacred. Lilly watches me from her vulnerable position, her eyes dark with desire and challenge.

"I've never..." I start, my voice catching.

"We know," Lilly purrs, her fingers still spreading herself open for me. "That's why it's special."

I squeeze a generous amount onto my fingertips, the cool gel contrasting with my feverish skin. Rose guides my hand between Lilly's cheeks, her touch firm but gentle.

"Start with one finger," she instructs, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "Slow and gentle."

I follow her guidance, pressing my slick finger against Lilly's tight entrance. She gasps as I breach her, her back arching slightly off the bed. The sensation of her body gripping my finger is unlike anything I've felt before, tighter, more resistant than I expected.

"That's it," Rose encourages, her hand sliding down to stroke herself as she watches. "Now work it in and out. Get her nice and ready for your cock."

I move carefully, mesmerized by the way Lilly's body responds to my touch. Her breathing quickens, her fingers digging into her own flesh as she holds herself open for me. When I add a second finger, she lets out a low moan that makes my cock throb painfully.

"Fuck, Seth," Lilly gasps, her composure cracking as I scissor my fingers inside her. "I need you. Now."

Rose takes the bottle from my other hand, pouring more lube directly onto my aching shaft. She strokes it over me, making sure I'm thoroughly coated.

"Don't hold back," she whispers, positioning me at Lilly's entrance. "I’m sure she can take it."

I press forward slowly, watching in awe as Lilly's body stretches to accommodate me. Her tightest hole engulfing my tip is almost overwhelming, sending sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine.

"Oh god," I groan, fighting the urge to slam forward.

Lilly's eyes lock with mine, her usual analytical gaze clouded with raw need. "More," she demands, her voice strained. "All of it."

I push deeper, inch by excruciating inch, until I'm fully seated inside her. The sensation is mind-blowing, her body gripping me like a vise, the forbidden nature of the act making it even better.

I can barely breathe, desperately fighting the urge to explode inside her right now. The tight heat gripping me is unlike anything I've ever felt, so intense that sweat breaks out across my forehead as I try to hold still.

"Don't just sit there," Lilly whispers, her voice filled with need. She rocks her hips slightly, taking me impossibly deeper.

I begin to move, slowly withdrawing before pushing back in with deliberate care. The sensation is overwhelming, like nothing I've ever felt before.

Every nerve ending in my body seems to be firing at once. I establish a gentle rhythm, terrified of causing her pain, despite the way she's writhing beneath me, her face contorted in what looks like a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Faster," she commands, her voice strained but demanding.

I hesitate, my pace faltering slightly. "I don't want to hurt…”

She cuts me off, one hand shooting up to grab my face. Her fingers dig into my cheeks with surprising strength, forcing me to look directly into her eyes. Her body beneath mine is tense, almost vibrating with contained energy. Those green eyes that I've dreamed about for years are now fixed on mine with an intensity that makes my breath catch. Cold, yet somehow burning with affection. Angry yet tender. It's the most confusing, arousing contradiction I've ever seen.

"I said go faster," she growls, each word precise and brooking no argument.

Something primal awakens in me at her command. I snap my hips forward with newfound force, driving deeper into her tight heat. The sound that escapes her throat, half gasp, half moan, sends electricity racing down my spine.

"Like that?" I pant, finding a faster rhythm that makes the headboard knock against the wall.

"Just like that," she hisses, her head falling back as her body arches beneath me.

Rose moves behind me, her hands sliding around to caress my chest as she presses against my back. I can feel her hardened nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt as she watches over my shoulder, her breath hot against my ear.

"Look at her face," Rose whispers, her voice thick with arousal. "You're making my flawless sister lose control."

I can't look away from Lilly's face. Her usual composed expression has completely shattered, replaced by raw, unfiltered pleasure. Her eyes flutter closed, lips parted as increasingly desperate sounds escape her throat with each thrust.

"Harder," Lilly demands, her nails digging into my shoulders hard enough to leave marks. "Make me feel it tomorrow."

I comply instantly, driving into her with everything I have. The bed creaks dangerously beneath us, but I couldn't care less if it collapses completely. All that matters is Lilly's body clenching around me, the look of pure love on her face as I claim her.

The pressure builds inside me with each savage thrust, my entire body trembling with the effort of holding back. The sight of Lilly beneath me, completely undone and begging for more, pushes me closer to the edge. Her tight heat grips me like nothing I've ever felt.

"Fuck, Lilly, I'm close," I gasp, my rhythm becoming erratic as the pressure at the base of my spine builds to an unbearable point.

"Inside," she demands, her voice raw and desperate as she locks her legs around my waist, preventing any chance of retreat. "I want to feel you cum deep inside me."

Those words shatter my last thread of control. I bury myself to the hilt, my cock pulsing violently as I empty myself into her most sacred place. The sensation is transcendent, each pulse more intense than anything I've ever experienced before, like my very soul is pouring into her.

"Oh god, Lilly!" I cry out as ecstasy rips through me, my entire body shuddering with the force of it.

In the midst of my release, Lilly surges upward, capturing my mouth in a fierce, possessive kiss. Her tongue invades with ruthless precision as her body convulses around me, milking every last drop as she reaches her own climax. I can feel her trembling beneath me, her moans vibrating against my lips as we share this perfect moment of complete surrender.

When we finally break apart, both gasping for air, I stare down at her in awe. Her face is flushed, hair splayed across the pillow like a halo of fire, eyes half-lidded with satisfaction. She's never looked more beautiful.

"Did I hurt you?" I ask, suddenly anxious as I watch her face for any signs of discomfort. My heart pounds against my ribs, half from exertion and half from worry.

Lilly's eyes flutter open, and a languid smile spreads across her flushed face. "Not at all, Seth," she purrs, her voice filled with satisfaction. "You were absolutely wonderful."

I ease myself out of her with gentle care. The moment I withdraw completely, my release follows, a pearly stream trickling from her now well-used entrance. The sight is filthily erotic, my cum leaking from Lilly's asshole, marking her as mine in the most primal way possible.

Lilly reaches for me, her arms wrapping around my shoulders as she pulls me down to her chest. I collapse against her, my face nestled between her perfect breasts, her heartbeat thundering against my ear.

"That was incredible," I mutter against her skin.

Her fingers thread through my hair, nails lightly scratching my scalp in a way that sends shivers down my spine. "You exceeded all my expectations," she whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

Rose shifts beside us, clearing her throat with exaggerated loudness. "As hot as this afterglow is, I feel a bit left out here." Her pout is visible even from my position nestled against Lilly's chest.

I reluctantly pull away from Lilly's warm embrace, turning toward Rose with a guilty smile. "Sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you."

Rose's mock offense melts into a mischievous grin as she runs her fingers along my chest. "You can make it up to me later," she purrs, her eyes promising all sorts of delicious revenge. Then she glances at her phone and suddenly sits up straighter. "Oh yeah, we meant to ask you something."

I raise an eyebrow, curious about her sudden shift in tone.

"Do you want to join us for dinner tonight?" she asks, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my thigh. "Our Aunt Lara flew in from Florida this morning. She's dying to meet you."

My stomach does a nervous flip. Meeting more of their family already? And not just any family, the aunt they mentioned could "make problems disappear."

"Your aunt?" I repeat, trying to keep my voice casual. "The one who's... connected?"

Lilly sits up beside me, her hand sliding possessively onto my thigh. "Don't worry," she says, reading my expression perfectly. "She just wants to meet the man who finally captured our hearts. We would never let her do anything to you, Seth.”

“Okay, then.”