CHAPTER 26
PERRY
I slammyself over and over on the knotting dildo, but it’s not enough. I need my Alpha. In a desperate attempt for relief, I called him. Buckle looked so relieved on the call I almost came on the spot.
But it’s not Buckle that enters first.
“Sweetness?” I breathe out, barely able to concentrate on anything but the toy filling my hole. He’s not who I need right now, and tears fill my eyes. Where is— “Buckle.” There’s obvious relief in my voice and I hate how Abel hugs himself.
Obviously, both of my mates have cocks I can enjoy, but...
“Abel,” I gasp out. “Are you okay?”
He nods and turns away from me. His cock is hard and lifts the frankly gigantic t-shirt he’s wearing. It must be Buckle’s. Abel tugs the shirt over his dick. He’s not ready for this and I think we all know it.
“Sweetness, do you want to be here?”
“I want to help,” he says so quietly I strain to hear him over my body slamming down on the dildo.
Buckle watches, waits. He’s so hard in his sweat pants just the sight of him makes my slick leak more. I need him.
“I’m grateful for that, but you’re a virgin.”
Abel goes pink. “Yes.”
“I don’t want your first time to be when I’m in Heat. Things get...” I lick my lips, needing to wrap this up and get my Alpha in me. “They get intense during a regular Heat. They’re worse now that my body knows I’ve found my Fated.”
“I can still help in some way. I don’t mean...” He gestures towards Buckle. “But I can take care of you. Drinks. Food. Run a shower or bath. I’m useful.”
“I know you are. I just don’t want to traumatize you.Fuck.” I grind on the toy and start crying. “If you want to stay in the room, sit there.” I wave to the seat in the corner.
Abel follows my direction and some of the tension in my body leaves. Yes, I like that. “Take off your shirt, but only if?—”
Abel rips it off, then folds it neatly and places it on the arm of the chair. He brings his knees to his chest, covering his hard cock.
“Good. Good.” I turn my focus to Buckle. “Now, Alpha. I need you naked and I need your cock in me. Don’t stop until you’ve knotted me.” I turn and drop to my knees, presenting with the dildo still stuffed in my hole.
“Shit,” Buckle curses.
I look over my shoulder. What the fuck could be the problem? His scent tells me he’s all in.
“Knotting condoms. I didn’t think about?—”
I point to the nightstand. “First drawer.” Silly Alpha, of course I’m prepared.
He rushes to undress, then grabs a condom from the drawer. I whine the entire time. While I wait, I change where I’m positioned on the bed. So I’m facing Abel. He’s so bright red and his breathing’s jagged.
“You okay?” I gasp out.
“Yeah.”
“Will you touch yourself for me?”
He licks his lips. “What?”
“I know you heard me, sweetness.”
The moment Buckle rubs his cock against my hole, I nearly lose my mind. The soft friction, the mix of our scents. Everything in me twists with want, need, agony.
