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would work. I clear my throat, before speaking up "but erhm... How does it work.. Having 2 mates?

As I rake my eyes over their godlike bodies, my p*ssy clenches when my gaze pauses on the bulges they are sporting in their hospital gown and pants. I shake my head in an attempt to clear myself from my lustful haze, as I would indeed like to know how this thing Do I split my time between the 2 of you? And if so, where do I sleep? And uhm... Like how does it work with intimate moments?". I am tripping over my own words in shame. Never in my life have I had to talk about such a thing out loud. And being the prude I am, I am really uncomfortable in doing so.

I have never really discussed intimacy with anyone to begin with. I was too young for that when my mom passed and, well, you know how the rest of the story goes. They both start chuckling, before Zeke replies "we know it's all new to you, Lola. We have been identical twins all our lives, and we have always known we would share a mate, so we have had a lot of time to talk about it together. We will leave everything up to you and what you want of course, but we have always envisioned sharing everything together.. At the same time". I swallow thickly, and I have to avert my eyes.

They both start chuckling even louder at my predicament and I return my gaze to give them a playful glare. "You don't have to be embarrassed Lola. We are both yours" Zane adds earnestly, before coming over to grab my hand and placing a soft kiss on it. "I know I don't have to be.." I grumble almost inaudibly. "I'm just... Not that experienced...". "Baby, look at me" Zane pleads, while cupping my face with both his hands, staring deep into my eyes."

Anything we would do with you would be amazing, because it would be with you. Our mate, the love of our lives. And if it makes you feel any better, we don't have experience with a threesome either".

I frown at that, what does he mean they don't have experience with a threesome? Answering my unasked question, Zeke adds "we never shared anything together yet. We were saving that for our mate".

I'm not sure if I should feel relieved at that or not, but somehow I do. I already feel the possessiveness that comes with the mate bond intensifying when I think about their past endeavors, but I push the thought aside quickly. I breathe out a sigh of relief and offer a smile. Before any of us can say anything more, the door to our room opens, and the King and Queen come walking in.

I don't think they were aware of the fact that Zeke is awake yet, considering their docile demeanor and grim expressions upon entering. But as soon as her gaze lands on the 3 of us, the Queen drops everything she was carrying and gasps audibly.

"You look like you have seen a ghost. Did you miss me?" Zeke smiles mischievously at them. Without uttering a word, the Queen rushes over to Zeke's side and envelops him in a tight hug.

While she is sobbing onto his shoulder wordlessly, the King moves over to his side as well. I notice the King has tears forming in his eyes as well, and the sight of it is heartwarming. "How...?" the Queen finally manages to speak, as she breaks away from Zeke's shoulder.

Zeke looks over to me with the most breathtaking smile again, while saying "the woman I love saved me". He doesn't break eye contact with me, and I can feel my cheeks starting to heat up again.novelbin

I can practically see the gears turning in the Queen's head, before something seems to click, and her gaze lands on the freshly made mark on Zeke's neck.

Her eyes turn as wide as saucers and I can hear her breath hitching before she gasps loudly, is she not happy I marked him? When I hear the King gasping too, my earlier happiness starts to turn into worry. Did they not want me to mark him?