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It doesn’t matter. This is my fantasy, and I can utterlyignore anything I’m not sure about. “Nothing. Touch me.”

The fingers on my nipples tighten to the right side of pain.“You keep pushing me, brat. It makes me want to turn you over my knee.”

Again, a very vampire-like attitude. It’s okay. I love mycousin, Dante. I adore my aunt and uncle and spent time on the plane. If Ithink about it, I believe the Vampire plane is where my brothers are, safe andsound with the Dellacourts. It’s only predictable that I dream of vampires.Vampires don’t have to deal with Torin. Vampires are safe on their own plane.

It doesn’t matter. All that matters is pleasure.

“Turn me over your knee, then,” I offer. “Just touch me. Anyway you want.”

One smiles, his lips turning up slightly. “Tell her what youwant to do, brother.”

Two’s hands find my hips, pulling me back against his cock.“I want to eat you, love.”

“What?” I’m not sure how to take that. Is my dream becominga nightmare?

One snorts, though he manages to make it sound regal.“Little virgin. He’s talking about licking and sucking on your pussy. He wantsto taste you.”

I’m not an idiot. I listen in on the women of the village.Peasant women are much more willing to talk than my former friends and handlersat the palace. The villagers can be bawdy and boisterous, and when a bit of aleis introduced, they can be very honest around a woman of marriageable age. Iunderstand what he wants. Yes, I want to try that.

“All right.” The minute the words leave my mouth, I’mscooped up into Two’s arms, and he begins to walk toward the big bed.

I cuddle up against his massive chest, feeling small andfragile. I know I’m not. The last thirteen years proved that beyond a shadow ofa doubt, but it’s so nice to feel protected and cherished even if it’s only adream.

He places me on the bed. Somehow One got there first. Twolays me down against One. Strong arms wrap around me, the heat of his chest atmy back. He nuzzles my cheek, kissing me lightly. His arms tighten around me.

“Stay still, love. Let my brother have his treat. He’swaited so long to taste you.” The words are hot on my skin.

Two pulls at the silk of the gown I wear, hauling it down mybody until I’m naked in front of them. I would be horrified if this happened inreality, but in the dream I feel sexy and beautiful. I love the way Two staresdown at me, his eyes widening as he takes in my body.

I’m perfect in this dream. I’m soft, and my breasts arefull. I’m curvy the way beautiful royals are. Somehow my mind fills out my formto what it should be. In the harsh light of day, I’m typical of a woman whoplows fields for my existence. I’m not gaunt, but I’m not filled out the way aprincess should be. I’m a peasant and I look it, but here I’m everything Idream of being.

“You’re so lovely.” Two’s fingers skim over my skin.

And they’re amazing. Dark hair and eyes. Perfect faces, withsharply masculine features. They’re everything I dream of.

Two catches my ankles and very gently forces my legs apart.

“Leave them there.” One whispers the command in my ear, hishands tweaking my nipples.

Two climbs on the bed, looking like a big predatory cat. Hegets to his belly, his mouth hovering right over my pussy. “Can you smell her,brother?”

“She smells like she wants it,” One replies. “Do you wantit, Princess? Do you want my brother to shove his tongue deep inside you? Doyou want him to taste every inch of your pussy? To stroke your clit until youcome?”

“Yes.” A simple answer, but it comes from my soul. I wantmore than the orgasm. I want to feel connected to them, to sink so far intothem that I never have to feel alone. I want this time when I can be Bronwynagain.

I gasp as his warm tongue slips over my flesh. My pussylights up, beginning to pulse as blood rushes through my system. It’s sointimate, so beautiful. I can feel my whole pussy soften, coming alive underhis touch. I writhe as he draws his tongue over my clitoris.

Fingers tighten on my nipples, erotic pain flaring, making asharp contrast to the soft pleasure at my core.

“You stay still. You don’t want him to stop, do you? He’llstop, and we’ll have to discipline you. If you don’t behave, you’ll feel theflat of my hand on that perfect ass of yours and then you’ll suck us both andget nothing in return.”

Despite the fact that everything inside me tightens at thethought of having One spank me, I don’t want to lose Two’s tongue. I’m close,so close to something I never felt before. I play with myself, find comfort inmasturbating, but this is something completely different. This is a massivequake where before I managed a gentle shaking. This is something utterly new.

One tortures my nipples while Two lashes my core with histongue. I whimper and cry, trying to float over the edge, but they keep it up.Two’s tongue dances all over my pussy, lighting me up but never spending enoughtime to force me over that ever-elusive edge. Two gently pulls back the petalsof my pussy, licking and sucking every inch of my flesh.

“You taste so good.” The words seem to sink into my skin. Ifeel his nose running over my softest flesh.

And then he spears me, his tongue fucking into me as hiscock will soon. While he pierces me with his tongue, he presses on my clit, andI go flying.