Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

It sounded much easier than it actually was. They continued to probe mentally through her for another hour until she finally begged them to stop.

Then it was one more bath time before bed.

They drew a very warm bath in the large jacuzzi and set the bubbles going.

Then, she and the twins lazed around and played with the soap bubbles, making mounds of white froth on the tops of their heads and on their faces and laughing with the joy of it all.

They played until they were all squeaky clean and the twins were satisfied that their fingers were sufficiently pruny and wrinkled before allowing Candace to step out of the bath.

They dried each other with blasts of magically created warm air and then tumbled into bed, wearing nothing but their happy grins.

As rowdy as the twins were, Candace was expecting them to physically possess her again, as they had begun to show signs of becoming hard and stiff as a result of lying naked under the covers with her, but bed time was a non-event.

Nothing happened except for sleep.

The twins jostled about until they found their perfect sleeping position—right up against Candace and promptly began to breathe into her ears in a steady and rhythmic cadence.

Towards early morning, she shifted her body and found herself pinned on both sides by their two large bodies.

Their continued even breathing was a soothing reassurance that her two precious men were safe and resting beside her.

Their sleeping faces were classically beautiful. Their long dark lashes rested against their sculpted regal cheekbones. Their long green hair splayed out like silky sea foam on the large cushioned pillows.

In their sleep, they had wound their arms so tightly around her that she could barely move. As before, their legs were thrown over her body as if she was a body pillow.

Her slight change in breathing tipped them off and their soft brown eyes slowly opened.

"Hmmm. It's still early. Did we wake you up?" Jason asked as he began kissing her collarbone.

"It was your snoring again." Jared turned his nose into her neck and inhaled the scent of her hair.

"I don't snore. That must have been you." Jason's hands began wandering about, touching her body.

"You can stop touching my hands now. I don't roll that way." Jared sniffed as his own hands began rubbing her stomach.

"Jason. Jared. I can't—I can't move," she murmured with an indulgent smile.

"Yeah, Jared. Ease up a bit on Tiny Dancer." Jason's tongue began licking the pulse point between her collar bones.

"Of course I will." Jared smiled and pulled her even closer to him as he began nibbling on her jawline.

"You guys. It's too hot with you both right up against me." She kicked out at both of their legs in a playful futile manner.

"Hahaha. Okay, we'll give you a bit of space." They both laughed and moved away from her, giving her about six inches of space between each of them.

"While you were sleeping, we thought about the possible reasons why we still can't talk to each other even though we can talk to you." Jason mumbled from her left side.

"That's right. We want to try again. Can you link us back up?" Jared whispered from her right side.

"Hmmm." She yawned. "Let me set up another mental space inside my mind."

Once again, Candace linked to the two of them within her mind. This time, because she was half-asleep, she missed connecting with them completely.

'Candi Baby.' One of them called out to her.

'Hmm?' She jerked awake. She had accidentally fallen asleep while trying to maintain the connection.

'Did you hear what we said?'

'Not—not really, I think I fell asleep.'

Jason laughed. 'Let's try again, shall we?'

'We need to. We can't verify if it worked or not without her input.' Jared chuckled.

"Wait a minute." Candace spoke out loud. "I heard the both of you talking to each other inside my head."

'BINGO!' They both laughed excitedly.

'So we've figured it out darling. Once you accept our mental links, loosen up and don't establish such a tight connection so we have enough leeway to be able to connect to whoever else is in the mind space you've created. Does that make sense?'

Candace rubbed her eyes tiredly.

'I guess.' She yawned again. 'We need an external test. Let me get someone else into the mind space and see if they can talk with you.'

Casting about, Candace found Slate still up and alert enough to pick up on her call.

'What is it Baby Girl? Is everything okay?' Slate asked with some alarm.

'Relax Brother.' Jared spoke up. 'We're testing this to see if we can use Candace's link to have mental group chats.'

'Who's this?' Slate asked.

'It's me Jared.'

'I'm Jason. I'm also here.' Jason spoke up inside her mind.

'And Candace?'

'Right here, Love.' She responded with another loud yawn.

She was starting to fall asleep again as the three brothers chattered back and forth about things that didn't quite make sense to her sleepy brains.

Towards morning, she was once again awakened by one of the twins, asking her if she could contact the rest of the men.

She found Dante, Lucas, and Byron, all receptive to her contact so she pulled them into the mental space that was still being occupied by the twins and Slate.

Then, while they chattered quietly to each other, she snuggled back under the covers and went back to sleep.

Interestingly enough, their quiet mental chatter didn't bother her at all. It was almost like having a radio or television talk show running in the background while she slept.

She didn't have to understand who was saying what. It was just ambient white noise to her if she didn't focus in on their conversation.

By the time she woke up the third time, the twins were no longer lying next to her, but she could still hear their voices chattering inside her mind.

'Where are you?' She called out.