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Prologue
9 months ago
Bridget
I love weddings.
Weddings are always gorgeous to me, and Les’ is no different. And it makes it even more special that I get to be a part of her big day. Les tried for years to push me away, afraid that I would get hurt if I got too close, but after she settled down with the guys, we became close. If anyone deserves this happiness, it’s her and those guys.
When my Maid of Honor duties are done, I hit the dance floor, and four songs of being pressed between the Orlov twins is almost more than I can handle.
Alexey approached me for the first dance, and by the start of the second, I had Dmitri pressed to my back. If you looked up the definition of smoking fucking hot, these two would be front and center. Dark hair and even darker eyes. Each of them stands at least six-foot-three, broad in the shoulders and chest but lean in the waist. They are identical, except Alexey’s hair usually hangs in his eyes, whereas Dmitri’s is always pushed back from his forehead. In short, they’re panty melting on a regular day. But put them in a tux? Holy shit.
“You should come upstairs with us,” Alexey says. His voice holds a dark promise, and I’m not sure if I can pass it up.
“Us?” I ask, lifting a brow like I don’t know what he’s talking about. There are rumors that the twins share women, so I know exactly what he means.
“Us,” Dmitri replies huskily. “You want to see what it’s all about?”
I look over at Les, who’s dancing between Zane and Ryder. Ryder’s hands are roaming, and Zane’s kissing the side of her neck. I’m not going to even lie and say that’s not something that I’ve always wanted to experience.
I can feel the evidence of what I’m doing to Alexey and Dmitri. They’re both hard and rubbing against me. The more we dance, the more I want to throw all other thoughts out the window and take what they’re offering.
Fuck it.
I lock eyes with Alexey. “Show me,” I say breathlessly.
“Are you sure?” Alexey asks, making my decision even more clear. The fact that I know he wants this as much as I do but stopped to ask for confirmation is even more of a turn-on.
“I’m sure.”
Alexey grabs my hand, and Dmitri slides his warm palm to the small of my back, leading me toward the elevators. I’m nervous, but something about them makes me feel safe. Les wouldn’t let me around them if they weren’t safe anyway. I’ve always admired them from afar; it’s hard not to.
As we’re walking toward the elevators, I catch sight of Mateo flirting with a pretty girl from the staff. I shake my head. No way she can resist him.
The elevator dings, and the doors slide open. They usher me inside, and as soon as the doors slide closed, Alexey pulls me against his chest. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs. I let my hands slide up his toned chest and across the exposed part where his buttons are undone. His eyes track the movement before coming to rest on my face. He studies my face for a second before his mouth is on mine. His kiss is demanding but soft at the same time. I open for him when his tongue slides across my lips, and he groans into the kiss. My back hits a solid chest, and I feel Dmitri’s hands on my hips.
We break apart when the door pings open again. Alexey grabs my hand and leads me toward the end of the hall. Dmitri unlocks the door, and the moment we step over the threshold, Alexey’s mouth is back on mine. Fucking hell, he can kiss. I want nothing more than to get naked with him and his brother, but we need to get something out of the way first.
Reluctantly, I pull my mouth away, and his mouth goes to my neck. “Wait,” I say, but my head still tilts to give him better access. “We need to talk first.”
“About what?” Dmitri asks, stepping up behind me.
“This is one night.” I’m set on this rule. There will benorepeats with the Terror Twins. “No strings.”
“Hm,” Alexey hums against my neck, making me shiver. “You think we can agree to those terms, D?”
Dmitri chuckles behind me. “I think so.”
I nod. “Good. Now, get naked.”
Alexey slowly pulls his head back from my neck to look at my eyes, and what I see there should scare the shit out of me. His eyes are already black, but now they have a sparkle to them that makes him look like a predator.
Dmitri starts plucking bobby pins from my hair, letting my long red locks spill down my back. He runs his hand up my neck, tangling his fingers in the strands at the base of my skull. He tightens his fist and pulls my head back to expose my neck fully to Alexey. “You already made your rule. You wanted us to show you what it’s like, and we intend to. Our way. Those areourterms.” Alexey’s voice might be slightly deeper than Dmitri’s, but it doesn’t make him any less intimidating. Where Alexey is all temper, Dmitri is that controlled kind of crazy.
Every single fiber of my being wants to argue, but fuck, I want this. “Okay,” I agree. It’s one night. What would it hurt to give them control?
Dmitri turns me to face him with his hold on my hair and crashes our lips together. My hands slap onto his chest from the movement, and he shudders from my touch. At least I know I’m not the only one affected. His hold controls the kiss, tilting my head the way he wants it. Dmitri’s kiss is rougher than Alexey’s but still good all the same.
