Romance: Dystopian Post Apocalyptic Romance 5: The Alphas: The Alphas Attack (paranomal menage romance wmw) Read Free

Rita said, adding a note of seduction to her voice.
    Matt nodded, dismissing her sexy tone of voice as wishful thinking on his part, and led the way deeper into the house. The bathroom was the second door he tried. “I can go find towels,” he said. “Help yourself to whatever you find in here.”
    The linen closet was also easy to find and Matt was surprised that it hadn’t been picked over yet.  He collected towels and washcloths and brought them back to the bathroom. The door was ajar so he nudged it open as he said, “We got lucky, no one scavenged the towels from …”
    Both sisters were completely naked. Without the days-old clothing they were even more beautiful. Their skin was smooth, their stomachs were gently defined with lean muscle, and their arms and legs were long and graceful. Rebecca was fussing with the water, adjusting the temperature, her perfect, full ass clearly on display, while Rita combed her hair in front of the mirror.
    “I’m sorry,” he said and took a step back towards the door.
    “Don’t be sorry,” Rita said, turning to give him a clear view of her front. Her breasts were  average sized but perky and he could see steely muscles under her silky skin. “Aren’t you joining us?”
    Just being in the room with them was getting him aroused and the idea of climbing into a shower that was roomy for one and comfortable for two with two beautiful women whom he barely knew was more than enough to get him hard and set his imagination racing.
    “You’re sisters,” he said.
    “Yeah,” Rebecca said. “But we’ve done this sort of thing before. We like it.”
    And that took his imagination to a whole new level of dirty.
    Rita set the comb down and reached for him, pulling him into the room. “Close the door, it will keep the warm air in.”
    “Rita, leave him alone. Maybe he doesn’t want to shower with us.”
    Matt dropped the towels on the floor and tried to kick his shoes off at the same time he was trying to pull his shirt over his head. He wobbled but stayed upright and moved on to his pants even as his shirt hit the floor. Both girls were laughing but it was a delightful sound, not a teasing one. Rebecca pulled the tab on the tap and the shower turned on.
    She stepped under the hot spray and sighed. “I think it’s been two weeks since I’ve felt hot water.”
    “Oh, that sounds delightful,” Rita said and stepped in behind her sister.
    For a moment Matt stood frozen, watching as they giggled and tried to fit both of their long elegant bodies under the narrow spray.
    Rebecca glanced over Rita’s shoulder but Matt hadn’t started moving again. She grabbed the soap and started rubbing it all over her sister. “Here, Rita, let me help you,” she said.
    Rita sighed. “Oh, that feels so good,” she moaned in her best, over-the-top porn star voice.
    Rebecca ran her hands over her sister’s breasts, the water and soap making it easy to slide skin over skin.
    “Oh Matt, could you get my back,” Rita said.
    Matt jolted out of his reverie and finished stripping. He stepped into the tub but there wasn’t room for him under the water. Rita offered him the soap and turned her back to him. He stared shamelessly at her round ass while he carefully soaped her back.
    “Now do me,” Rebecca said. They swapped places and Rita rinsed the soap off while Matt rubbed down Rebecca. Then Rebecca turned. “And my front.”
    Matt paused.
    Rebecca batted her eyes at him, “Please, Matt.”
    He nodded and rubbed her shoulders and then her stomach, carefully avoiding her perfect tits. His eyes did not avoid them however and he was very aware that the cool air on her wet skin was making her nipples harden, and that was making something else hard in spite of the cold air.
    “You can wash all of me,” she said. “It would feel so good to be clean again.”
    He nodded and delicately ran the soap over one breast. Rita reached around her sister and took Matt’s wrist. “Like this,” she