CHAPTER 27
ABEL
Perry’sand Buckle’s tongues meet around my cock and I involuntarily thrust forward. My balance isn’t all that great standing on the soft bed, or the pillows. ButHO LEE FUCK. I grip the headboard with both hands behind me, trying everything to keep from coming in two seconds. Their tongues feel so good.
A blow job has been on my fuck list from the beginning, but I never thought I’d have two mouths on me at once. Never thought I’d have one Fated mate, let alone two.
Perry moves to lave at my balls, and my knees almost buckle. One of my hands flies to the back of his head and he pulls away to grin.
“You can do whatever you want with me,” he says before going back to worshiping a spot only I’ve ever touched before. He seems so happy perched on Buckle’s cock. Perhaps happy isn’t the right word. Blissful.
My eyes flutter back as they do something together along my cock. Neither uses their hands and I can’t imagine how much more overwhelming it would be.
“I need your cum,” Perry says, but I don’t know if he means mine or Buckles. Or both.
“I’m close,” I say as I concentrate on not falling into them. Perry’s bucking picks up, as does his ministrations on my cock.
Buckle swipes his tongue along the underside of my dick, and I squeeze the headboard.
“Fuck.” My orgasm funnels out of me, hitting them across the cheeks, their chins, chests.
Perry moans as he rubs my cum into his skin, then licks it from Buckle. He tugs me down to my knees and kisses me.
Buckle’s head goes back. “Fuck. I’m gonna come. Do you want my knot?”
“Yes, knot me Alpha. Knot me.” Perry grinds down harder, his fingers digging into Buckle’s shoulders.
Our Alpha roars as he comes. Perry shoots across his and Buckle’s chests. Before Perry can slump onto Buckle’s chest to wait out the knot, I swipe my finger through our mixed releases. Perry’s eyes track my finger. If he wasn’t watching, I’d probably chicken out, but with his hungry look, I feel bolder and suck my finger clean.
The shot of salt hits my senses first, then there’s something delicious under that. My eyes go wide and I go for another taste, but Perry steals my finger for himself. My cock tries to rally, but it’s way too early for that.
Buckle pants and rolls the two of them on their sides. I wish I could be locked in with them.
“I need you, too, Abel.” Perry gestures for me to lay in front of him and I do, facing him. I cuddle close. Anything to make Perry’s Heat easier on him.
This is my first time being in a bed with someone naked. My cock really rallies this time. Perking back to life the moment Perry throws his arm around my waist and pulls me closer.He nuzzles into my neck, scenting me and I melt into the bed, relaxing more than I have since I sensed his Heat earlier.
Buckle’s fingers brush my hip and I wiggle closer to Perry for better contact with my mates. Perhaps it’s selfish of me since Perry needs us, but I need both of their touch.
“I should be good for a little while now,” Perry says. “My Heats aren’t normally very long. Usually a day or two. Then I take a day for recovery.” He brushes the hair from my face and gazes into my eyes. It’s like we’re one person, all three of us. Perry subtlely moves his hips, his cock brushes against mine.
“If you keep moving, my knot won’t go down,” Buckle laughs and squeezes Perry around the middle.
“Maybe that’s exactly what I want. I love being filled with a big cock.”
I have to wonder what it feels like, but I’m not entirely sure I’m ready. Maybe I am. I have a feeling I’ll be doing more than getting a blow job during the next few days.
Buckle’s knot goes down eventually and my eyes go wide at how filled the condom is when he takes it off.
We all sleep for a few hours, tangled in each other’s arms. Their mingled scents make my hawk happy. Makesmehappy, too.
I’m the first one to stir and pull away from Perry slowly, hoping not to wake him. I tiptoe to the chair and grab my oversized shirt before sneaking from the bedroom. They still need their rest, but I can make something to eat. Perry always has the most stocked kitchen of us all, and I work on making a nice stew. I hope we can eat before his next wave hits. It’d be a tragedy not to get some nourishment in him before he needs Buckle’s knot again.
My cheeks feel like a stove lives inside my skin. What would it be like to ride Buckle’s knot? Heck, what would it be like to be filled with all his cum? I press my hands to my cheeks andshake my head. That’s for future me to experience. Right now I’m making my mates sustenance.
I’m stirring the stew when big arms come up behind me. Buckle rubs his head along my shoulder.
“Are you doing okay?” He asks me.
