Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

Every snap. Every hook. Every button. Every tie.

Every fastener that the twins designed on Candace's clothing was made to be removed very easily and very quickly, and each fastener or closure could be removed with one hand.

There was very good reason for this.

It was the brilliant work of a couple of men whose only consideration was how easy it would be to remove her clothes as quickly and efficiently as possible without doing damage, accidentally ripping the fabrics, or tearing off the fasteners used on those clothes.

When they had first heard of Dante and Slate, using their bat claws to rip into her clothing because the oafs were too excited and couldn't take the time to unfasten all those tiny rows of buttons made of garnets or amethysts, they had gone on a rampage and blown a gasket at their brothers.

Do you men know how expensive that brocade fabric was??? They shouted. That was imported silk from the silk moths of Nymphalidae!

The men being shouted at hung their heads in shame as Jason and Jared lambasted them. The twins refused to back down even though Dante offered to get more silk from his mother's world Nymphalidae for a bargain price.

Those pieces of clothing took several days and a dozen people to create and embroider. How dare you just tear them to pieces!!! The twins howled.

Slip the panties off gently! Don't just rip them off Candace's body or tear into them with sharp bat claws! They continued their barrage of verbal attacks.

Sheez!!!

Of course, they'd also made the offenders reimburse them triple the cost of replacement for damaging the VERY expensive outfits and undergarments the twins had so lovingly provided for THEIR wife using the best materials and gems they could get their hands on.

This was, of course, very different from Lucas, who had asked very nicely to please allow him to purchase the clothing for his wife so she would be well-dressed when she visited his island.

In that instance, it was a point of pride. Jason and Jared would never allow their wife to go anywhere looking like a hobo, and to charge another man to dress their own wife was too ridiculous to contemplate.

The need to create easy to release snaps, hooks, buttons and ties had been targeted at their ogre-fisted brothers to salvage Candace's clothing.

They never thought it would apply to them.

As it was, by the time the twins got Candace back to the bedroom, it was quite clear that Jared was going to have to do a tiny bit of mending to replace a popped button that he had tugged on just slightly too hard.

"Ugh. Why don't we just velcro all her clothes together." Jared muttered with disgust as he rescued the valuable diamond-encircled jade button from the floor.

"What? No!" Jason scowled in disgust. "That would be super ugly, Jared. The flaps will bump up and pop at the seams. The fabric won't lie flat against her body."

Jared shook his head as he unfastened her brassier from the front with a single flick of his finger. "At least it would save her clothes from heavy wear and tear."

Jason shook his head. He was having a bit of trouble sliding her panties off. "Why didn't we put a zipper on her underwear so it's easier to take off?"

With a curse, he finally hooked her panties off with a finger, dropped it to the floor and kicked it to the corner.

"Who the hell puts zippers on silk panties? Are you an idiot?" Jared removed her bra and threw it into the corner to join the discarded panties.

"And that's how we have to keep replacing those little lingerie pieces. You treat them with no respect whatsoever." Jason muttered.

"I threw the bra next to the panties that you kicked into the corner so when we pick them up we can pick both up at the same time." Jared explained with impatience.

"Oh who cares. I'll make her a few hundred pieces of lingerie if I need to." Jason's eyes grew heavy with passion as Candace's breasts were released from their confines into his ready waiting hands.

"Gentlemen." Candace chided, laughing at their back-and-forth. "For the next hour, you both need to control your bickering or I will throw both of you out and get some rest myself."

"My lips are sealed." Jared raised a hand in solemn vow. "Except to kiss you, at which point I need to open my mouth. Only then will I open my mouth."

"Not another sound from my lips." Jason promised. "Except if I feel too good and can't help myself. Then I will moan and groan only. No words."

Candace covered her face and laughed as tears of mirth ran down her cheeks. How was it possible that even while she stood, completely naked in front of them, they could still be bantering back and forth, throwing out jokes?

"Looks like I have some work to do. You both are still fully dressed." She laughed and began to playfully tugged at their shirts.

They grinned and yanked the shirts over their heads, exposing two very well-built muscular frames.

She reached out, touching each of their pecs, making smacking sounds with her lips in appreciation.

"Hmmm. Stud muffins!" She exclaimed. "I need some butter."

It would have been a huge turn on if it wasn't for the fact that they knew she was doing it as a joke.

It was all the twins could do not to crawl on the floor laughing at her antics.

Their laughter abruptly ended when she began kissing their chests.

Back and forth, from one man to the other, she touched and tongued both of them until they gasped for air.

Her hands continued trailing down their bodies until she reached their trembling abs.

With quick moves, she unbuttoned their trousers and slipped their well-tailored pants off their long legs.

It didn't take much to free their large hard veiny members from the constraints of their underwear until they were standing, stiff and proud at attention, pulsing and eagerly awaiting their mistress' loving attention.