A Royal Obligation
Chapter 71: A Heat Of Belonging (1)

Chapter 71: A Heat Of Belonging (1)

Julian nodded in agreement, his hands never leaving Amarok’s body as he spoke. "We’ve thought so from the beginning. You have no idea how hard it’s been to hold back."

Amarok’s breath hitched at their words, his pulse racing with a mix of excitement and disbelief. "I never... I never thought you would want someone like me," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Julian’s lips curved into a mischievous smile as he leaned in, his mouth hovering just above Amarok’s. "Why wouldn’t we?" he murmured, his breath warm against Amarok’s lips. "You’re everything we’ve been looking for."

With that, Julian closed the small distance between them, pressing his lips to Amarok’s in a kiss that was both gentle and demanding. Amarok gasped into the kiss, his hands instinctively reaching out to grasp Julian’s shoulders, pulling him closer. The sensation of Julian’s lips on his, soft yet insistent, sent a thrill of pleasure through Amarok’s entire body.

Lucian watched them for a moment, his eyes darkening with desire before he leaned in to kiss Amarok’s shoulder, his lips trailing a path down to his collarbone. The combined sensations of both twins kissing him, their hands exploring his body, were almost too much to bear, and Amarok felt a moan rise in his throat, unable to hold back the sound of his pleasure.

Julian deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing Amarok’s lips until he parted them, allowing Julian to explore further. Amarok’s senses were overwhelmed by the taste of Julian, the feel of his lips moving against his own, the warmth of his body pressing closer. It was intoxicating, a heady mix of desire and longing that left Amarok breathless.

Lucian’s hand slid up Amarok’s back, his fingers tangling in his hair as he pulled him closer, his lips brushing against Amarok’s ear. "We’ve wanted this for so long," Lucian whispered, his voice low and filled with a longing that matched Amarok’s own.

Amarok could hardly believe what was happening. He had spent so long suppressing his feelings, convincing himself that the twins were out of his reach, that he was unworthy of their attention. But now, with their hands on his skin, their lips on his body, he realized how wrong he had been. They wanted him,truly wanted him, and the realization sent a wave of warmth and relief washing over him.

Julian pulled back slightly, his lips red and swollen from the kiss, and grinned at Amarok, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You’re ours now, Amarok," he said, his voice filled with possessiveness. "There’s no going back."

Lucian’s hand slid down to Amarok’s waist, his fingers brushing against his hip as he leaned in to capture Amarok’s lips in a kiss of his own. Lucian’s kiss was different from Julian’s, softer, more patient, but just as full of desire. Amarok melted into the kiss, his hands sliding up to cup Lucian’s face, his heart pounding in his chest.

Lucian pulled back after a moment, his breath ragged as he rested his forehead against Amarok’s. "If you want this, Amarok," Lucian whispered, his voice filled with a quiet intensity, "if you want us... there’s no need to hide anymore."

Amarok’s breath caught in his throat at Lucian’s words, his heart aching with a mixture of fear and hope. He had never dared to imagine a moment like this, a moment where he could be honest about his desires, where he could have what he had always secretly longed for. But now, with the twins holding him, kissing him, offering him everything he had ever wanted, how could he say no?

With a trembling breath, Amarok nodded, his eyes shining with emotion as he looked between the twins. "I want this," he whispered, his voice thick with longing. "I want both of you."

Julian’s grin widened, and he pulled Amarok close, his lips brushing against his ear as he whispered, "Good. Because we’re not letting you go."

The tension in the room shifted, the air growing thicker with desire as the twins moved closer, their bodies pressing against Amarok’s from both sides. Their hands roamed over his skin, their lips finding every sensitive spot, leaving Amarok trembling with need.

As the water sloshed gently around them, the twins began to guide Amarok into a deeper, more intimate embrace, their movements slow and deliberate. Amarok’s breath quickened as he felt their hands exploring every inch of him, their touch both soothing and electrifying.

Lucian’s hand slid down Amarok’s chest, his fingers tracing the contours of his muscles, before dipping lower, his touch igniting a fire in Amarok’s belly. Julian’s lips found Amarok’s again, his kiss more demanding this time, his hands gripping Amarok’s waist with a possessive strength.

Amarok’s mind spun as the twins continued to shower him with attention, their touches becoming more urgent, more insistent. He could feel the tension building between them, the intensity of their desire threatening to consume him. But he didn’t want to stop. He didn’t want to deny them, or himself, any longer.

With a soft moan, Amarok surrendered to the twins’ desires, his body arching into their touch, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never felt so alive, so wanted, so completely consumed by passion. The fears and doubts that had plagued him for so long were washed away in the warmth of their embrace, leaving only the raw, undeniable truth: he wanted them, and they wanted him.

"Touch him, Amarok," Lucian commanded, his voice thick with desire. Amarok’s hand trembled as he reached for Julian, his fingers encircling him, learning the shape, the texture of him. Julian shuddered.

Lucian’s breath hitched as he watched, his hand tightening on Amarok’s shoulders, pulling him even closer as if he couldn’t bear to be separated from him.

With a deep breath, Amarok’s hand slide down to find Julian’s pulsing hardness. He began to stroke him, his movements slow at first, then growing more confident as he felt Julian’s response, a low, guttural moan that sent a thrill of excitement coursing through Amarok.

"Look at me," Julian growled, his voice rough with passion. Amarok lifted his gaze, his eyes locking onto Julian’s. What he saw there wasn’t just desire; it was something deeper, acceptance, a shared bond forged in this moment of raw abandon, a silent promise that they were in this together.

Julian’s grip on Amarok’s arm tightened, and with a grunt, he began to thrust into his hand, each movement filled with an urgency that mirrored the pounding of Amarok’s own heart. The rhythm of their bodies, the heat between them, the unspoken connection, it all coalesced into a moment that was both intensely primal and deeply intimate.

Amarok’s hand moved faster, matching the desperate rhythm of Julian’s hips. The sound of their labored breathing filled the room, mingling with the soft splashes of the water as their bodies collided. Every touch, every sound, every movement seemed to heighten the intensity of the moment, driving them closer and closer to the edge.

Lucian’s hand joined Amarok’s, guiding him, urging him on. The combination of their touches, the way their bodies fit together so perfectly, was overwhelming, and Amarok could feel himself being drawn deeper and deeper into the vortex of their shared passion.

Julian’s eyes burned with an intensity that took Amarok’s breath away, his lips curling into a feral grin as he thrust harder into his hand, his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. "You feel that, Amarok?" Julian growled, his voice thick with pleasure. "That’s what you do to us."

The raw, unfiltered emotion in Julian’s voice sent a shiver down Amarok’s spine. He couldn’t look away, couldn’t think of anything else but the way Julian’s body responded to his touch, the way Lucian’s breath hitched every time their skin connected. Amarok’s senses were on fire, every nerve ending alive with pleasure and need, his mind lost in the overwhelming intensity of the moment.

As the pressure built within them, the air in the room seemed to thicken, charged with the electricity of their shared desire. Amarok could feel the tension coiling in his belly, the inevitable release drawing closer with every stroke, every desperate thrust.

Julian’s movements became erratic, his hips jerking as he fought to maintain control, his eyes never leaving Amarok’s. "Don’t stop," Julian panted, his voice strained, his hands clutching Amarok’s shoulders with a desperation that mirrored the urgency of their bodies.

Lucian’s lips found Amarok’s neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as his hands moved in tandem with Amarok’s, adding to the intensity, the overwhelming sensation that was quickly becoming too much to bear.

Amarok was trembling, his body caught between the twins, their heat, their need, their desire all consuming him at once. The intensity of it all left him gasping for breath, his mind spinning as he tried to hold on, to savor every second of this unbelievable moment.

And then, with a final, desperate thrust, Julian shuddered, his body going rigid as the waves of pleasure crashed over him, his release spilling over Amarok’s hand.

Lucian’s hand tightened on Amarok’s, guiding him through the final moments, the two of them sharing in the intensity of Julian’s climax, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as the last of the tension drained away.