Pleasure short-circuits my brain as Lilly's hips slam down on mine, her tight walls gripping my cock like she's trying to claim it permanently. I'd laugh at the absurdity of this situation if my mouth wasn't currently occupied with Rose's pussy, my tongue working overtime to keep up with the demands of twin number two.

"God, I still can't believe that bitch tried to kick us out," Rose snarls above me, grinding herself against my face with enough force to make breathing a challenge. Her thighs quiver on either side of my head as I trace figure-eights around her clit. "Like she has any right to say who stays in your house."

Lilly's rhythm falters for a moment as she tosses her head back, auburn hair cascading down her spine. "She… Ah! She clearly has feelings for you, Seth," she manages between gasps, her perfect abs flexing with each bounce. "It's pathetic, really."

I hum in acknowledgement into Rose's folds, causing her to curse and grab a fistful of my hair. The sharp pain only heightens everything else I'm feeling. My bed creaks dangerously beneath us, the old frame protesting the synchronized assault of the Harris twins.

"Did you see her face when we showed up?" Rose laughs breathlessly, her voice catching as my tongue finds that perfect spot that makes her thighs clench. "Like she'd seen a ghost. Or two ghosts. Twin ghosts who are fucking her boy toy."

I pull back just enough to gasp for air. "Not her boy toy," I pant, before diving back in with renewed determination.

"Damn right you're not," Lilly growls, leaning forward to brace her hands on my chest. Her nails dig into my skin as she changes her angle, taking me impossibly deeper. "You're ours."

My eyes roll back as she clenches around me, the wet heat of her core threatening to end this party way too early. I grip Rose's thighs tighter, focusing on the taste of her to distract myself from the building pressure at the base of my spine.

"I bet she touches herself thinking about you," Rose continues her rant, her voice growing higher as my tongue speeds up. "Probably has for years.”

Lilly's pace becomes erratic, her usual precision giving way to raw need. "She can look all she wants," she pants, eyes locked on mine with terrifying intensity. "But if she ever touches you, I'll break her fucking fingers."

The tension builds to a breaking point. I can't hold back anymore, not with Lilly riding me like she's trying to claim every inch of me and Rose grinding against my face. My entire body tenses as the first wave hits me like a freight train. I moan into Rose's pussy, pushing my tongue as deep as it'll go while my hips buck upward of their own accord.

"Fuck!" Lilly gasps above me, her back arching as she feels me pulsing inside her. Her inner walls clamp down, milking me for everything I'm worth. "That's right, baby. Give it all to me."

Lilly's body tenses above me, her thighs clamping around my hips like vices as she starts to tremble. Her eyes lock with mine, those green irises nearly swallowed by her pupils as she cries out.

"Seth! I'm cumming!" Her voice breaks as her orgasm crashes through her, her inner walls pulsating wildly around my cock, milking every last drop from me.

We ride the wave together, her body perfectly synchronized with mine as we both shudder through our release. The intensity of feeling her cum with me is almost too much to bear, like our bodies are speaking some primal language only we understand.

When the last tremors finally subside, Lilly collapses against my chest, her breath coming in short, hot pants against my neck. She places a gentle kiss on my collarbone before rolling off me with surprising grace.

Before I can even catch my breath, Rose is moving. She crawls off my face down the bed, positioning herself on all fours, her perfect ass raised high in the air. She looks back over her shoulder, auburn hair falling across her face as she gives me that smile that makes my heart stop.

"My turn," she purrs, wiggling her hips in a way that instantly makes my spent cock twitch back to life.

I groan, my muscles protesting even as desire floods back through me. "Jesus, Rose..."

"Please?" She bites her lower lip, looking somehow both innocent and absolutely filthy at the same time. "I need you, Seth."

Even through my exhaustion, there's no way I could deny her, not with her ass presented like that, her glistening pussy on full display. It's like my body was made to respond to hers, my cock already hardening despite having just emptied myself into her sister.

I position myself behind her, gripping her hips as I slide into her welcoming heat in one smooth thrust. The sensation is overwhelming, different from Lilly but equally perfect. Rose's body accepts me like I'm returning to somewhere I've always belonged.

"Fuck," I gasp, sinking in to the hilt. "You feel amazing."

Rose moans, pushing back against me with eager need. "Harder," she demands, her voice muffled against the pillow she's clutching. "Make me feel it tomorrow."

I start a rhythm that has the headboard knocking against the wall, driving into her with everything I have left. The wet sounds of our bodies joining fill the room, punctuated by Rose's increasingly desperate moans.

Suddenly, I feel Lilly's presence beside me. She wraps her arms around me from the behind, her naked body pressed against mine as I continue thrusting into her sister.

"I love you so much, Seth," Lilly whispers, her lips brushing against my ear as she presses herself against my back. Her breasts feel impossibly soft against my skin, a stark contrast to the intensity of her words.

My rhythm falters for a moment, her confession hitting me harder than any physical sensation. "I love you too," I manage to gasp out, the words feeling both terrifying and completely right as they leave my lips.

I feel her smile against my neck before she places a gentle kiss there. Her hands slide around to my chest, nails lightly scratching patterns across my skin.

"You know," she continues, her voice taking on an oddly casual tone despite our current activities, "if you want, we have a family member who could help us with our little... situation."

I grunt in confusion, trying to focus on her words while still maintaining my pace with Rose, who's moaning and pushing back against me with increasing urgency.

"Our Aunty Lara," Lilly elaborates, her fingers tracing down my abs. "She's connected to certain organizations in Boston. The kind that make problems disappear."

Her hand moves lower, cupping my balls as I continue pumping into Rose. The combination of her touch and her words sends conflicting signals through my brain.

"She told us if anyone ever gives us trouble, we can rely on her to... handle them. Permanently."

"What?" I gasp, my hips stuttering as the implication of her words hits me. I'm still driving into Rose, but my mind is reeling from what Lilly just suggested.

"Evelyn," Lilly says, her voice hardening like steel wrapped in silk. "She's very problematic for us, Seth. She clearly wants what belongs to us."

Rose looks back over her shoulder, her face flushed with pleasure but her eyes suddenly sharp and focused. "She's fucking obsessed with you," she pants, pushing back against me harder. "I can see it in her eyes."

"Whoa, hold on," I stammer, my body still moving on autopilot while my brain tries to process what they're suggesting. "You can't be serious. You're talking about having someone killed?"

Lilly's laugh is light and musical against my ear. "Not killed necessarily. Just... discouraged." Her teeth graze my earlobe. "Maybe a broken bone or two. Nothing permanent."

"Jesus Christ," I mutter, my pace slowing as the reality of this conversation sinks in. "I can't believe we're talking about this while I'm literally inside your sister."

"Don't stop," Rose whines, looking back at me with those hungry green eyes. Her lips form an irresistible pout that somehow manages to be both lighthearted and intensely erotic. "Please, Seth. Keep going."

The desperation in her voice snaps me back to the moment. I grip her ass and redouble my efforts, driving into her with renewed vigor. Her moans turn high-pitched and breathless as I find my rhythm again.

Lilly slides around to face me, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulls my mouth to hers. Her kiss is possessive, almost punishing in its intensity. When she finally breaks away, her eyes are dark with something that makes my stomach tighten.

"Just say the word," she whispers against my lips, her breath hot and sweet. "One word from you, and our problem disappears forever."

I shake my head, even as my body continues its primal dance with Rose. "No. Don't hurt anybody," I manage between thrusts. "Please."

The words come out ragged but firm. I mean them completely, even in this haze of pleasure and sweat and skin.

Lilly presses a kiss to my temple, a strange tenderness contrasting with her disturbing offer. "Fine."

Rose suddenly clenches around me, her inner muscles squeezing my cock with surprising strength. The sensation nearly makes my eyes cross as she looks back at me with that dangerous smile.

"Come on," she purrs, deliberately tightening herself around me again. "I'll let you finish inside if you just say we can take care of our little problem."

The pressure is building fast, too fast. Her rhythmic squeezing is pushing me right to the edge.

"Fuck, Rose," I gasp, my hips faltering as I feel myself about to explode. "I'm gonna cum… Are you telling me to pull out?"

Her eyes widen in panic, the predatory gleam instantly replaced by something frantic. "No! I was just kidding!" she cries, reaching back to grab my hip and keep me buried deep. "Inside me! Inside me!"

I barely register her words before my vision goes white, pleasure erupting through my body as I empty myself into her. Rose's walls milk every last drop, her body shuddering beneath mine as she follows me over the edge with a high-pitched cry.

When I finally come back to reality, I'm collapsed on top of her, both of us panting like we've run a marathon.

A moment later, Rose reaches back, her hand finding my hair. Her fingers thread through my sweat-dampened locks, giving them a gentle tug that sends shivers down my spine.

"I love you, Seth," she whispers, her voice raw and honest in a way that makes my chest tighten. The words hang in the air between us, fragile and perfect.

My heart swells as I lean down, pressing my lips against her shoulder blade. "I love you too, Rose," I murmur against her flushed skin, tasting the salt of her sweat on my tongue.

I roll off Rose, collapsing onto my back between the twins. My chest heaves as I try to catch my breath, the ceiling spinning slightly above me. Both their warm bodies press against my sides, a tangle of limbs and sweat-slicked skin.

"No killing," I say firmly, once I can speak again. "I mean it. No having your aunt do anything to Evelyn. Nothing."

Rose props herself up on one elbow, her wild auburn hair framing her flushed face. "Alright, alright," she sighs dramatically, trailing her fingers across my chest.

I glance at Lilly, who's staring at the ceiling with an unreadable expression. Her jaw is set in that way it gets when she's calculating something. The silence stretches a beat too long.

"Lilly?" I press, turning to face her fully. "I need to hear you say it too."

She blinks slowly, her green eyes finally meeting mine. For a split second, I see something cold and distant there, like she's weighing variables in an equation I can't see.

“Okay. No Killing.”