No. (Chapter 5)

Chapter 5: Hearth Fire

Keira melted against Samara, her lips working gently against her would be lover. Samara caressed her hips, causing the busty woman to moan with desire. Finally, Keira **** herself to pull away, and took a second to regain her breath. “I want to, but I need to know what Hope wants first.”

“Are you choosing her over me?” Samara teased in disappointment.

“Honestly, this last couple of days has thrown a bevy of beauties at me, and if I could have a harem, I would.” Keira giggled. “What we have, its sexual, what Hope, and I have, its deeper.”

“You love her.”

“I’m eighteen, I don’t know what romantic love is.” Keira giggled.

“But you know what platonic love is?” Samara asked perceptively.

“I love my brother.” Keira shrugged. “Enjoy your meal.” Keira said, walking out of the cell, and closing the door.

“Hope is a very beautiful woman, and you are right, I would not be opposed to bedding both of you.” Samara smiled suggestively.

“I’ll let her know.” Keira giggled locking the cell and putting the key back. Turning to head for the stairs, she saw Hope standing at the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the wall. “Hey, you, we were just talking about you.” Keira smiled.

“So, I heard.” She said coldly.

Keira frowned and walked over to the busty redhead. “Why are you upset?”

“I’m not.” She replied.

“Are you mad because I kissed back?”

“I didn’t see who kissed who.” Hope shrugged.

“She kissed me, and I kissed back, and then I realized that as attracted to her as I am, what I feel for you is different.” Keira said pulling Hope close.

“If you don’t love me, what do you feel?” Hope asked guardedly.

“A deep connection.” Keira shrugged, unable to explain.

“What if it’s our powers. Instead of chemical, like with her, what if it’s not us, but what we are?” Hope looked askance.

“I don’t care, I choose you.” Keira murmured softly, gently turning Hope to face her.

“I don’t know what to do.” Hope shivered with fear.

“Let yourself be happy.” Keira whispered, kissing the beautiful woman.

Hope melted into the busty pink haired girl, as their hands gently roamed each other’s bodies. “Just you.” The redhead moaned.

“Just me.” She smiled, pulling away and gently leading Hope upstairs.

The two headed up into the dorms but Hope switched directions when they hit the upper floor and led them to her bedroom. “I live alone.” She explained.

“Nice.” Keira giggled, as they walked into Hope’s room.

The large room had a single queen size bed, but otherwise was the same basic format as the twins. In the corner near the window was an easel, with a painting of a woman in a snowstorm. Curious, she walked toward it, and realized it was her standing in the snowstorm. In the painting she was wearing a dark blue dress, with swirling light blue cold drifting across the snowy landscape.

“Hope, its, beautiful.” Keira gasped in surprise. Hope hugged her from behind her large breasts pressing into her back. “You feel it just as deeply as I do.” Keira murmured tracing the gorgeous lines.