Twin Alpha Playboys Human Nun Mate Part 8

*Twin Alpha Playboys Human Nun Mate Part 8*





Jett stood from the bed walking closer to her, his eyes full of concern.
"Please tell me that we have not offended you in some way sister Jettalaya? Surely you must know that was most certainly not our intention. We only wished to aid you in your time of need. Is that not what most good Christian homosapiens believe in as well? The only difference is that we offer more close & personal attention. Kindness for our friends & neighbors comes naturally to us. However we are sorry if our ways have made you feel some kinda way. All we were hoping to achieve was to bring you....relief." He explained appearing as innocent as a newborn pup.
"Heavens no....no. Neither of you h...have offended me. Your attentiveness concerning my plight was well received and I am so very grateful to the both of you. But now that my pain has subsided....thanks to you & your brother's attentiveness, I am doing much better. I am now more than ready for a peaceful night of rest so sister Emily and I can enjoy the tour of your lovely pack town tomorrow. I'm sincerely looking forward to it. I Thank you again for the kindness you both have shown and I will see you two in the morning." She smiled even though inside she just wanted them to get out of her room asap, before they got any more ideas.
"As you wish sister Jettalaya. We hope that you have a good night and we'll see you in the A.M," Jaxon said then walked up to her pulling her body in for what seemed like a friendly hug and a firm kiss on each cheek that made her face as red as a beet.
Jettalaya gasped at the surge of heat that hit her body again. She felt like grabbing onto him tightly and pressing herself as close as she could get to him but she fought the urge pulling herself back away from him and whispering "good night, may God bless & keep you in his care."
Jetson did the same and she felt the same flow of heat repeated with his action. She spoke the same words standing immobile in one spot as the two men finally exited her room.
Blowing out a huge sigh of relief Jetta shuffled to the bedroom door turning the small lock on the knob.
Within seconds she fell to her knees beside the bed that served as a makeshift altar. The tears began to flow, this was the second time she had cried so hard her eyes were nearly swollen shut.
How in the world would she make it through another two days & nights with her soul intact if she kept having these two young men causing her all these issues. What if they tried to do other things to her?
For the first time in years Jettalaya felt doubt.....doubt that she'd be able to fight the emotions these two were causing her to feel.
These people were beasts underneath their human skin. Had coming here been a mistake? Maybe the dreams she'd had beforehand was a warning to stay away from this place....yet she had not taken it as such and now she would undoubtedly pay a hefty price unless she could find a way to change this.
A feeling of dread washed over her causing dark images to enter her mind. Were these people evil? They acted so polite...so caring and considerate. Yet even the devil himself could appear as the most beautiful creature to the naked eye. Then before you knew what was happening you'd be snatched away screaming in the pits of eternal hellfire. What...if any did these lycans have in mind for her and sister Emily?
The panic began to swell inside her. What if these beasts did have ulterior motives? Maybe they sacrificed humans. They were animals.....animals loved hunting their prey. Were they being fattened up for the kill? Had that been why they were so adamant about them staying here in their pack for a few days?
Jettalaya was now convinced that these lycans were going to use her & Emily for their own sinister reasons. How would they do it? Would they put them out in the woods and hunt them down while in their beast forms? Or simply lay them out on an alter and plunge a huge knife through their chests*⁸*?
"Oh God what shall I do?" She prayed, pacing the room in a frenzied state.
Maybe one more day was what she needed for a more definitive answer. It was already past midnight now. She wondered if sister Emily was asleep yet. She'd love to speak with her...yet she had no clue of where her bedroom was. How convenient, that explained the reason they'd been separated.
She noticed the sliding glass doors in her room that lead out to a small patio with two chairs and a table with a huge umbrella over it and decided to step out for a bit of fresh air.
The crisp night air blew through her hair while her eyes scanned over the vast grounds below. At least the place had enough lighting for her to see into some of the darker areas.
In the treeline she noticed the slight rustling of a bush.
She watched what appeared to be two enormous wolf-like creatures that came lurking out from the shadows. Their noses turned up sniffing the air thoroughly, and the evil glowing eyes that seemed to be leveled on her.
Her skin prickled with heat even though the night was chilly. She shuddered, rubbing her hands over the bare skin of her arms.
A loud howl pierced the night causing a chill to slither down her spine. Jetta rushed back inside the room, closing & locking the glass door speedily.
Were these creatures stalking her? Were they keeping a watch over her so she could not escape this place?
No that couldn't be. People would know and send the authorities to this place since the sisters at the convent knew they were here. She blew a sigh of relief. Of course she was just over thinking this entire situation.
Jetta yawned, she was finally beginning to grow drowsy. She would put all this in God's hands for now and keep a close watch on these lycans.
She crawled between the soft covers nestling into the scent of the twin brothers that still lingered on the bedding even though they were gone.
Everything would look differently tomorrow. Right now she was too tired and drawing up conclusions where there may be none.
Her eyes fluttered shut and a nice peaceful sleep followed.
Jetta awakened to a faint tapping at her bedroom door.
Throwing the covers back she swung her legs around and stood to her feet walking over to open the door. There in front of her stood the twin brothers both without shirts and only a pair of basketball shorts that hung entirely too low on their hips.
She swallowed hard, staring at their well defined bodies.
"I...I was sleeping. Why are you here right now?" Her tone filled with aggravation as she cleared her throat nervously.
The brothers said nothing as they pushed their way inside the room.
"No! You can not come in here! Get out! You should not be here! Please leave!" She raised her voice angrily trying to push them back out the door, which she failed to do.
She stood waiting for them to give her a good solid reason why they were here or to simply leave.
Suddenly their faces began to change between man & beast.
She choked back a scream of horror slapping her hands over her mouth and itching back away from them slowly as they progressed closer like the two blood thirsty predators they were.
Her back hit flush with the wall making her gasp in complete fear. This was it. She never imagined she would die like this.
Her eyes were closed tight as she whimpered feeling the hot breaths on the side of her neck. Any moment she'd feel the stinging pain of sharp teeth close around her throat. She prayed it was a quick death.
Instead of teeth she felt a hot wet tongue slide up the side of her neck sending shocks of sensation traveling through her trembling body.
An unintentional moan left her mouth. All at once soft plush lips covered hers causing vibrant sparks of color to explode behind her lids.
Her body felt as if it were floating and before she knew what was happening she lay on the bed in all her bare naked glory while the two lust drunk brothers drank in every inch of her well proportioned body.
For some reason she felt no shame or humiliation...which was odd to say the least.
The weight of a warm muscled body wiggled in between her thighs and she could not find the physical or mental strength to stop it.
Her breath caught when she felt the large hardened organ slide over the split of her sex. Fear and an anticipation shot through her body as Jaxon rolled his hips causing friction on her sensitivity.
Jettas mouth opened to object, however only a weak whimper came from her lips. He slid himself between her center faster & faster.
Something big was getting ready to happen...she could feel the intensity of it coming. Her breathing increased, a twisting drawing heat was building in her lower belly like a bomb ready to detonate.
All at once she was hit with a crashing wave of the most glorious euphoria she had ever felt in her 22 years of life.
Jetta sat bolt upright in bed. Sweat covering her body, her hand clutching the gown over her pounding heart.
An uncomfortable wetness had gathered inside her underwear which was something that had never before happened. A shameful feeling consumed her when she realized she had just had a very sinful dream of those two guys.
The disgust she felt caused tears to fill her eyes.
She slid off the bed onto weakened legs and walked shamefully to the bathroom peeling off her drenched cotton gown and standing underneath the cool shower as more tears dripped from her eyes.
By the time she was done she had rubbed her skin raw. She felt disgusting and filthy. Jetta never imagined she could feel so much from such an unholy act. She now understood why so many sisters broke their sacred vows.
Most of them said it was because they'd found "Love." That was the excuse they gave most of the time when they wanted to leave the sisterhood. Love indeed. The truth of the matter was that it wasn't for love. It was for lust....and lust was a poison to the soul and a thief of the faithful.
Sins of the body had caused so many good sisters to walk away from their calling in life. Then when the love/lust fizzled out and they realized these men with whom they had given everything up for only saw them as conquests it was too late and their lives were left in ruin.
Jetta would never permit such a thing to steal her faith away so easily. Sisterhood was the life she had longed for since childhood and she would fight tooth & nail to keep it.