Page 174 of Where Sinners Repent

“I’ll be quick,” I add, moving to step around them.

A hand wraps around my bicep.

“You are not going anywhere, Black Cat,” Kaleb growls, stepping closer to me.

His arm is still secured to his body, and in the light, his face looks so sore. I gape up at him. They don’t even trust me enough to get a tampon?

His head drops into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. His one good hand releases my bicep before fisting my tights and ripping them down in one yank. I jump, trying to step away, but his grip is too strong.

Fingers find my core, and I whimper in embarrassment. With the blood there, two fingers slide easily into my pussy, and my mouth falls open at the feeling of them.

My hands find his cut, fisting the material.

“Kaleb,” I whine in a moan.

It feels good. Too good.

His fingers slide out of me, and he brings them between us. Slick with red. I nearly die on the spot with sheer humiliation. But he’s looking at them like a ravenous man. Before sticking the fingers into his mouth.

My mouth falls open.

Why is that so hot?

“If you are trying to hide this,” he grits out. “Then you don’t know us at all.”

Words fail me.

I’ve never seen anything like that in my whole life.

“On the bed,” he adds. “Now.”

I don’t move. Can’t.

Kai steps closer, limping. The fact that he is standing right now defies everything that the human body should be capable of.

“If I have to tear a stitch, wrangling you onto the bed, I will,” Kai murmurs. “Because that’s what's going to happen if you don't strip those dirty clothes off your perfect body and get on the fucking bed.”

I'm mortified. Yet I don't want to cause any more pain to Kai. I don't want him to lose any more blood.

Shaky hands grip the hem of my shirt, and I'm pulling it off my body before taking off the rest of my clothes. I can feel my period glistening on my thighs, and the urge to sprint into the bathroom and cleanup is strong.

Knowing these boys, they'd have my hair in their fists before I could take a step in that direction. So I move towards the bed, unable to hold their eyes as I lean against the headboard. They stand at the end of the bed. Two pairs of hungry dark eyes devouring me.

I watch as they move in unison, unbuttoning their pants, taking down their zippers, pulling out their hard cocks. Both of them only have one usable arm right now, and fuck do they use it. Their fists close around their cocks, lazily stroking the thick lengths.

The way they move, like one body, is scary. The connection between the twins is unlike anything I’ve seen before.

Up and down, their hands work. My eyes glue to the motion.

“Open your fucking legs,” Kaleb growls.

“Fuck,” I whimper.

My legs open on their own accord, wanting so desperately to please them. Both of their eyes laser on to my pussy, sparking with hunger.

“Touch yourself,” Kai whispers.

I'm hypnotized by the way they play with themselves, by the way their hands flex and move over their soft skin. How drops of pre-cum are already beading in their slits. My hand snakes down my body until my fingertips brush over my clit. I feel arousal mixing with the blood.