Chapter 24 Abel
ABEL
Well, this is new. My body doesn’t feel like my own.
It’s totally alive with sensual sensations that aren’t mine.
At least I assume they’re not mine. I wasn’t previously horny, but now I am all of the sudden.
I can only imagine that I am picking up on Buckle’s and Perry’s needs.
Right now, they’re probably back at Buckle’s place, enjoying each other’s company and bodies. I’m just not ready.
But what I am ready for is to watch more porn, thanks to how my body is reacting to my mates. My cock hardens and I’m glad this overwhelming desire didn’t hit until after I got back home. In my hawk form, I don’t have a penis, and I don’t know how I would have reacted.
My phone vibrates in my pocket. I grin at the text notification from Buckle. Immediately, I open the message and suck in a breath, forgetting that I had told them they could send me a video.
The picture that greets me in my text messages is a visual of Perry with Buckle’s ginormous dick in his mouth. I contemplate not watching the video, but I’m too curious.
And horny.
How do they act when I’m not around? How do they talk to each other? But most importantly, how do they pleasure each other?
I swallow and press play on the video.
“Hey babe, are you ready for your show?” Buckle’s voice is wrecked and I whimper.
Perry sucks Buckle’s dick like it’s a lollipop and I stick my tongue out trying to mimic his actions. Sure, it looks silly, but no one is around to see me.
I settle down in my recliner and look around just in case, though. I can’t take my eyes off my phone and watch the performance. They’re so in sync together I have to wonder what it’ll be like when I join. If I ever join.
I unbutton my pants and pull down the zipper one handed. If I don’t think about what I’m doing I can’t get embarrassed. Can’t feel guilty. At least that’s my theory. I wrap a hand around my dick, just holding my shaft.
Perry moans as Buckle fucks into his mouth. I salivate.
What does his slick taste like? What does Buckle’s cock taste like? Do their pheromones smell different when they’re actually fucking compared to when they’re just aroused? So many questions.
Questions I could have had the answers to, but decided to come home instead. Why the hell am I so afraid of everything?
I shake my head, not wanting to dwell on unwanted thoughts. The video’s over and I restart it, watching the lust in Perry’s eyes. The way his lips slide over Buckle’s cock. The way they grind into each other.
I tug my shirt up and over my head, exposing my torso. I thrust into my hand, needing friction, but can’t bring myself to stroke.
I moan with Perry. Buckle gasps. They’re coming and so am I. It’s a shock I hadn’t realized was coming until it’s too late to stop.
Ropes of cum shoot across my stomach and chest. More than I’ve ever come before.
I blink down at the mess I made and before thinking too hard, take a picture and send it to Buckle. I keep my dick from the frame, of course.
Staring at the ceiling, I’m contemplating life. Where I’m at. Where I’m going. What I want. When Buckle responds. It’s another video.
Buckle’s and Perry’s faces are smooshed together in the frame. Perry’s tongue hangs out with cum, and Buckle leans down to kiss it from Perry’s lips.
“That’s so hot,” I whisper to my empty living room.
Buckle: I wish we could have seen you come all over yourself. Did you think of us when you did it?
I nod, but remember he can’t see or hear me. Swallowing, I gain my courage and instead of texting back, I call.
“Babe?” Buckle’s voice is rough and deep and sexy and I melt into my chair.
“Hi,” I say.
“Sweetness, are you okay?” Of course Perry would wonder.
“Yeah, sorry. This is weird isn’t it? I should have just gone back with you. But I couldn’t.”
“It’s okay, Abel,” Perry says.
I sigh and let my shoulders drop. “Thanks for the video. It was so sexy I watched it a few times and... Well, you saw what happened.”
“That was so sexy,” Perry croons. “I’d love to taste you, pretty Beta. Suck you dry until you pass out.”
I swallow.
“Too much?” Perry asks.
“No,” I whisper. “I just don’t know how to respond to something like that.”
Buckle chuckles. “If you didn’t think about it, what would you say?”
“That you’re both so fucking sexy and I’m unworthy of your attention, but I want to crawl into your arms every night and fall asleep to the sounds of you breathing.”
Speaking of breathing, mine comes out in gasps. I let out my truth and my heart gallops in my chest. They’re going to reject me. They’re going to say I’m delusional. They’re going to—
“Stop that,” Perry barks out. “You’re spiraling and there’s no reason for it.”
I breathe slowly. “How did you know?”
“You’re safe with us, Abel,” Buckle says. “We’ll treat your heart gently.”
“Now I just want to hold you,” Perry says.
“No, I’m just being silly.” I give a small smile. “You’re both so perfect for each other.”
“And you,” Buckle says. “You’re a part of us, too.”
“But I can’t let myself enjoy either of you. I’m too afraid Anya’s going to come back and whisk me away, and I don’t want you to witness that.” I don’t want them to get hurt.
“Is that why you said no to coming over?” Buckle asks. “You’re afraid of your Kettle hurting you?”
“I’m afraid of them hurting you,” I say. “They’ve already hurt me.”
“We’re coming over,” Perry says. “You need our touch.”
“You need rest and to enjoy the rest of the night. I don’t sleep in a bed and I don’t think either of you want to be stuck on the couch again or camp out on my living room floor.”
“You don’t sleep in a bed?” Buckle asks.
“I have a nest of blankets and pillows and stuffies I’ve made.”
“Sounds cozy,” Perry says.
“It is,” I say. “But—”
“We’re coming over,” Perry says. “It’ll just be for sleep. We can wake up and eat breakfast together before we all have to go in to work. Is that acceptable?”
“I need a shower first.”
Buckle laughs. “So do we, babe.”
I’m sure they stink so good, though. “Okay. You can come over, but no funny business from any of us.”
“Promise,” Perry says.
“Chipmunk scout’s honor,” Buckle says, and I can’t help the grin.
“You were a Chip scout?” Perry asks.
“I’ll tell you both all about it tonight. It’ll be your bedtime story.” There’s the sound of kissing and just when I think they’ve completely forgotten about me, Buckle says, “We’ll be there in thirty.”
I rush to the bathroom to shower. Then it’s waiting for eternity for them to show up. When the soft knock to the door comes forty-five minutes later instead of thirty I let the tension leave my body.
“Sorry, babe. We got distracted in the shower.” Buckle runs a hand through his still wet hair.
Perry’s cheeks flush, and he casts his gaze down. “Sorry. I think my Heat is getting close. Not quite here though.”
“It’s okay.” I move from the door and let them in. “I half expected you both to run up the building in your shifted forms to spy on me again.” I snort, glad it got them both to grin.
“Thought about it,” Buckle says as he wraps his arms around me. I sink in to his hold and drop my head to his shoulder. He’s so warm and cozy.
Buckle lets me go and I hug Perry, breathing in the scent that now matches Buckle’s. They must see my shoulders drop. I don’t mean to hang my head.
“Sweetness.” Perry holds out his hand. There’s a small chunk of soap and a small shampoo bottle. “We thought you’d want to smell like us, too.”
“Thank you.” I take the gifts and rush to the bathroom. I scrub my hands and up my arms in the sink, not making too big of a mess.
They watch me from the door. Perry knocks his shoulder into Buckle’s. “Told you he’d love it.”
I press my hands to my face and breathe in the orangey pine scent of the soap. “Thank you.”
Buckle yawns and Perry tips his head toward my bedroom. “How about we settle in?”
“Okay, but you can’t say I didn’t warn you that it’s small.” I flip on the light and they both gasp.
“This nest is what dreams are made of.” Perry skips inside my room. “When we’re ready to have babies, you’re building my nest with me.”
I freeze. “You’d want that?”
“Of course I do.” Perry tugs me to him. “Can I kiss you?” He pushes hair from my eyes and I nod.
He’s soft, lips smooth and fruity as if he put flavored balm on before coming here.
His fingers thread through my hair and massage my scalp. He pulls away and I don’t want him to. “Are you okay, sweet Beta?”
“Yeah, much better now. I was spinning earlier.”
“I could feel it,” Perry says. He kisses my forehead before leaning back and looking me in the eye. “You’re a part of us too. I can feel you here.” He rubs his chest. “I know we’re not bonded and we’ve been on a few dates, but you’re ours. Please talk to us.”
“There’s not much to say that you don’t know anymore. The Kettle fucked me up and I don’t feel like I’m worthy of kindness, let alone love.”
Buckle wraps his arms around us both. “Babe, you’re worthy of love and kindness and all your dreams to come true.” He kisses the top of my head and yawns again. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Perry leads us to my nest. He drops his hands to his hips and looks around. “It looks big enough for the three of us to cuddle. Abel, you get in the middle.”
He waves for me to comply, and I do. It’s easy to follow directions when someone tells me what to do. I don’t have to think. “Then Buckle, get on his right and I’ll take the left side. Does that work?”
I nod as Buckle curls in beside me. Perry turns off the light and my small nightlight turns on. Before long, Perry has me in his hold, too. This feels more intimate than our other cuddle times. This feels like a true claiming. They could have stayed at Buckle’s, but they chose to come to me.