Macy POV
Winston's fingers are playing at the entrance to my core, and I can't relax. The war within me is deafening, and I can't focus on anything but the dueling voices in my mind. One is telling me to accept my fate. The other is telling me to cuss them out.
"She's fighting it," Winston frowns to Edward. "We should leave her alone."
Edward leans in close, and his tongue runs up the side of my neck. A small moan leaves my lips, and Edward smiles at Winston. "Keep going."
Carefully and gently, Winston slides the tip of his finger inside me. My legs go stiff, and panic fills my chest. These two are clearly well versed in pleasing women, and I have never touched a man. The fear of doing something wrong is overwhelming.
"Close your eyes," Edward commands me.
Though it raises my hackles to be bossed around, I listen to him. I clamp my eyes shut and bite on the inside of my cheek. I focus on the blood filling my mouth, trying to ignore what's happening with the Royal Twins. I have almost succeeded when Edward starts whispering in my ear.
"Do you feel Winston's finger playing with you?" He asks.
I don't dare to answer for fear that blood will trickle out of my mouth. Then, a hand runs up my side, and my mouth drops open when it grips my breast roughly.
"Can you tell the difference in our touch?" Edward taunts me, but his words force me to focus on the hands on my body.
"You are hasty," I reply hoarsely. "Winston is taking his time."
"Which do you like better?" Edward asks.
I don't know how to answer his question; both seem to have their perks. When I take too long to respond, a finger dives into my core, causing my back to arch off the bed. Winston doesn't give me a moment to adjust before he begins pumping his finger in and out.
"Add another finger," Edward tells him.
"I can't," Winston admits. "I will hurt her."
"Let me see," Edward says.
Winston's finger slides from me, and he brushes it over my clit before pulling it away. Edward's finger immediately replaces his brother's, and he groans. He is not as gentle as Winston, but the feeling is not unpleasant. His finger curls inside of me, and I cry out.
Suddenly, someone's mouth is on my breast. I don't know who it belongs to, but I am starting not to care. Pleasure is building within my core, and it feels like I might explode.
Someone bites down on my skin, and I can feel blood dripping down my breast. It doesn't hurt, and when they run their tongue along my skin to capture my blood, the pressure between my legs builds.
"She's going to come," Edward muses.
The bed shifts awkwardly, but I keep my eyes closed. It is easier to accept it this way.
Focusing on the mouth on my breasts and the finger giving me pleasure, I don't notice the hot breath on the inside of my thigh. A single swipe of a tongue against my clit makes my eyes fly open. Edward is staring up from between my legs, his mouth wrapped tightly around the small bundle of nerves.
I try to scramble away from him, but Winston holds me in place. My hips buck against Edward's face, and Winston leans over me. His mouth capturing mine and stifling my moans.
The pleasure is becoming too much to handle, and I squirm uncomfortably. Winston breaks away from the kiss and forces me to look at him. "Just let it happen. Relax."
"I can't," I whimper in return.
Edward's tongue is doing sinful things to my body, and I can't hold back. I grip Winston's shoulders and pull him close to me. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth, and I am pushed over the edge.
My fingernails dig into Winston's shoulders as I let the feeling of pleasure wash over me. It is like I have nothing I've ever felt before. It is a high I could see myself getting addicted to.
The twins pull away from me, leaving me quivering with tears running down my cheeks. I lift my hands to wipe my face, but the unusual marks on my wrist catch my attention.
I bolt upright, holding my hands out in front of me. I look in Nyx's direction, but she isn't looking at me.
"What are these?" I shout at her.
'Your mate bond is forming,' she whispers.
"No," I shout back. "They didn't mark me. Make it go away."
'That's not how it works for Fae. The feelings between you are growing. The stronger they get the more of your body the markings will cover,' she explains. 'Once the process starts, it cannot be stopped.'
"No," I shake my head in fear. "You heard what they said. They will reject me as soon as we get to the Immortal Realm. Why would you let this happen? I don't want to live alone for eternity."
'It was already forming,' Nyx replies. 'There was nothing I could do. That is why I let them have you.'
"If I stay away from them, will the bond fade?" I cry.
Nyx refuses to answer me. Instead, she leaps back into my mind and curls up in the recesses where I can't reach her.
The twins have identical looks as they watch me fight with my wolf. When I turn to look at them, I notice identical tattoos. Winston's is on his left wrist and Edward's is on his right. I don't understand why it is not on both sides like mine.
'Don't cry,' I tell myself, but my body betrays me, and I sink to the ground and start to cry.
"It's okay," Edward tries to console me. "Once we get to the Immortal Realm, we can break the bond."
"You don't understand," I cry. "This is it for me. I can't take it back like you can. I am forever marred with this tattoo, claiming I am yours. When you reject me, I will be alone forever. The Immortal Realm will hold no salvation for me. You have successfully made me an outcast in two realms."
Winston attempts to kneel beside me, but I shove him away. "Don't show me affection. It will only make this worse."
"This might not be a bad thing," he tries to make me feel better. "I would like for you to be my mate."
"Don't lie to me," I snarl at him. "I have seen the way you both look at me, and honestly, I don't want to be Crazy Macy for the rest of my life."
Winston looks wounded by my words, and Edward jumps in front of him. "You are so fucking clueless. Stay away from Winston. You don't deserve him."
Grabbing Winston's shoulder, he steers him from my room. I watch them leave and pull my knees to my chest. The way Edward jumped in to protect Winston makes wonder if I am missing something.
'Was I wrong about Winston?' I ask Nyx.
'You are clueless,' Nyx groans. 'The bond can't form if it is only one sided. They care for you, too.'
I scoff aloud. 'Winston may care for me, but Edward does not,' I remind her.
'How many arms do you have, stupid?' She snarls at me.
I look at my wrists. The tattoo is much darker on my left than on my right, but it is still there.
'Are you saying they both care for me?' I gasp.
Nyx growls and leaps from my mind again. 'I don't think I can bear to be in your idiotic mind any longer.'
I stomp my foot in frustration. "I have never had a boyfriend before. How was I supposed to know what those looks meant."
'You are so hopeless,' Nyx hisses.
"How do I fix this?" I ask in a panic.
'You might have to be nice,' Nyx laughs.
"Fuck you," I spit at her.
'This will need some work,' she sighs.