Trio of Mates
Chapter 60

I pull far enough away from Brandon to look into his eyes. “Time for me to collect.”

Charlie chuckles from behind me.

I walk to my seat at the high table, pulling Brandon behind me. The Alpha’s seat is the largest in the room. It is a huge wooden chair, painted with a silver stain and upholstered with a blue, velvet cushion. It’s ostentatious, but it has always been a fantasy of mine to be serviced while sitting in this chair. Looks like that is one fantasy that is going to come true tonight.

I sit in the chair propping one elbow on the armrest and cupping my chin with my hand. My legs are spread to the width of the chair and I stare up at my handsome mate. “Strip.”

Brandon smiles down at me and loosens his tie. He kicks off his shoes at the same time that he unbuttons his shirt. Charlie comes up behind him, helping him to pull it off of his shoulders. Her hands move up his back, over his broad shoulders, and down his chest, peppering k!sses where her hands touch.

Brandon turns in her embrace and k!sses her. He palms one of her bre-asts with one hand and cups her as-s with the other. Charlie’s hands trail down Brandon’s chest to his belt, which she hurriedly unbuckles and pulls free of his p*nts. As she undoes his p*nts, he pushes the strap of her dress off of her shoulder. The silky, purple material of her dress falls, exposing her bre-ast before he bends to pull her n!pple in her mouth. She m0ans and pushes his p*nts from his h!ps.

Brandon’s er3ction is tenting his boxers and Charlie strokes his c0ck through them. He growls into her bre-ast, biting down on her n!pple, causing her to hiss in a combination of pain and pleasure.

While watching my mates’ show, I’ve taken off my shirt and tie, leaving my p*nts on. As Brandon pushes Charlie’s dress off of her other shoulder and it falls to the floor, I stroke my own er3ction through my p*nts.

Charlie, dressed only in a lacy, black thong, pulls back from Brandon. He gr0ans at her absence and she chuckles at him. “I think that you owe our mate something.” Walking behind Brandon, Charlie guides his boxers to the floor, l!cking and n!pping at him on the way down. Brandon gr0ans, his hand on her head as she lowers down.

Brandon steps out of his p*nts and boxers and his eyes lift to look into mine. The purest cerulean gaze locks with mine and my c0ck stiffens more.

“Come here.” I put out a hand to him and he walks to me to take my hand.

I sit up in my chair, pulling his hand slightly so that he bends to k!ss me. Just as our lips connect, I wrap my hand around his thick c0ckhead. He m0ans into my mouth and I swallow it hungrily. “On your knees,” I whisper when I pull away.

He smirks at me and bends down. His hands rub up and down my th!ghs several times, each time stopping just short of my d!ck straining against my zipper.

I close my eyes against the pleasurable torture and I growl in frustration.

Suddenly, Brandon’s face is against my er3ction. He nuzzles against me before leaning further up. His hands undo the button on my p*nts, while his tongue dips to the top of the zipper. He maneuvers the zip and then pulls it down with his teeth.

“F**k!” I hear Charlie whisper, but I can’t take my eyes away from Brandon’s face.

He smirks up at me as he finishes pulling the zipper down, using his hands to pull down my p*nts and boxes. I lift myself enough for him to pull them all the way off.

Back between my legs, Brandon k!sses up my th!ghs, causing me to gasp at the feel of his lips, feather-light on my skin. His eyes don’t leave mine and the effect is intoxicating.

“Please…” I breathe out, my hands gripping the armrests of the chair.

He m0ans as he pulls my balls into his mouth. He rolls them in his mouth, using his tongue to lap between, under, and around them. I gr0an loudly, scooting further down the chair towards him.

Brandon chuckles, my balls still in his mouth. The vibrations cause me to tighten my grip on the chair. The wood gr0ans, an echo of my own. Brandon moves up to the base of my d!ck, l!cking from the base to the tip. He swirls his tongue around the tip, l!cking precvm and svcking.

“Brandon!” The sound comes out through gritted teeth. I put my hands on the back of his head and he immediately moves off of my c0ck.

“Hands down, Alpha.”

I growl, tilting my head back and squeezing my eyes shut. But I listen.

I hear him chuckle just before he swallows my c0ck. I feel it hit the back of his throat and my h!ps buck off of the chair. “Oh, sweet Goddess above!” I swear. My hands fist at my sides fighting all of my instincts to touch him.

Slowly, so f*****g slowly, Brandon svcks me as he moves up and down. Each downward thrust always hits the back of his throat and I feel him constrict around my tip. One of his hands snakes under me and cups my balls, rolling them in his palm.

I hear a click of a cap opening and smell the coconut aroma of our lube. I open my eyes to see Charlie kneeling beside Brandon. She pours some lube onto his c0ck, which I just now realize that he has been rubbing.

Using her hand, Charlie rubs the lube all over him. Brandon hums his approval around my c0ck and I m0an out his name.

After a few minutes, Charlie pours more lube into her hand and moves slightly behind Brandon. Using her fingers, she begins to finger Brandon’s as-s.

Brandon pulls off of me enough to gr0an out, “Sh!t, Charlie. Right there.”

Charlie giggles when he pushes his as-s further onto her hand. “Someone is hungry for c0ck. You’re svcking down Zak’s and looking for one in your as-s. Why don’t I help you with that?”

It’s only then that I notice that Charlie is wearing the object I sent her upstairs for: a double sided strap on. Looking up at me, she hands me the remote to the vibration for her side of the strap on. She then pours lube over the d!ldo portion and Brandon’s as-sh0le.

“What are you doing, Red?” Brandon asks, attempting to turn back to her, but I grab his head.

“It’s a surprise.” I smirk at him and push him more towards my d!ck. It bobs at the look of l**t in his eyes and I bite my bottom l*p to keep back my whimper.

A c0cky grin crosses his face as he takes me back into his mouth. He hollows his cheeks and I nearly jump out of my seat in my attempt to buck my h!ps into his mouth.

Suddenly, his mouth pulls off of me and screams out, “Oh, f**k!”

I look up to see Charlie inserting the strap on into Brandon. She moves slowly, allowing him to get used to the feeling.

Brandon turns enough to see Charlie behind him. “F**k, that’s so hot! F**k me, Red.”

Charlie’s face is lost in l**t as she watches the d!ldo move in and out of Brandon’s hole. After a few strokes, I push the button to turn on the vibration on Charlie’s end and she m0ans loudly. Her strokes falter as she adjusts before starting again.

“Don’t forget that you have a job to do, Sweetcheeks,” I pull Brandon’s attention back to me.

“Oh, sweet Goddess,” Brandon says before swallowing me down. He bobs his head up and down on my d!ck and I put my hands on the back of his head.

I look up at Charlie and see that her gray eyes have bled into the color of a raincloud. She is watching me f**k Brandon’s mouth, her breaths heavy and uneven.

I pick up the remote, drawing her attention to my hand. Looking deeply into her eyes, my breath p*nting as Brandon continues to move up and down on my d!ck, I press the button to increase the vibration.

Charlie’s head falls back and her pace increases as she continues to f**k Brandon.

The room is filled with the sounds of our m0ans, skin against skin, and the delicious wet squelching of Brandon’s mouth on my d!ck and Charlie f*****g Brandon’s as-s.

I can tell from the sound of Charlie’s m0ans and breathing that she is close to her 0rgasm and I turn up the vibration on the strap up to the last level. She m0ans and her movements become jerky.

“F**k! I’m gonna cvm,” She breathes out.

Her strokes become harder, pushing Brandon’s mouth impossibly further onto my d!ck. “Me, too,” I grit out.

“Ahhhhh!” Charlie screams her 0rgasm, her h!ps bucking wildly.

Just as her 0rgasm ends, I growl and grab Brandon’s head. Holding him steady, I push my h!ps in and out of his mouth, f*****g his face. “Sh!t, Brandon. Here it comes.” In seconds, I still in an upward thrust into his mouth, my cvm pouring down the back of his throat.

Brandon m0ans loudly, his body stilling, except for the hand on his c0ck, which moves in short, fast strokes on his head. He suddenly stills, his hand squeezing on his c0ck as his cvms.

I fall to my knees and k!ss Brandon, reaching behind him for Charlie. She moves to us and joins our k!ss.

When we pull away, we rest there, our foreheads against each other.

Finally, I say, “We should probably get out of here.”

“We better clean up a little before we do,” Charlie says. “It smells like s3x in here.”

We laugh, but hurriedly dress and clean up before heading upstairs. Tomorrow is gonna svck, but today was amazing.

As I snuggle with my mates, my last thought before falling asleep is that I hope I wake up early enough to have a quickie before we have to meet Mom downstairs.