The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

"You smell so fucking good," Mick growled against my skin, kicking open the bedroom door. "Are you wet for me, cara mia?"

"So wet," I moaned, gripping the hair on the back of his head. "Can you hear it?" I moved my hips, grinding my center against his firmness. You could hear the lewd sounds of my moist pussy. "I want to taste it," he husked. "Fuck, Chloe. Mi ecciti."

"Shit," I groaned, my body vibrating with dirty needs. I fucking love it when they whisper Italian words in my ear. He could have just told me he needed to poop, and I would still get so fucking hot. "Voglio fare l'amore con te," he said in a raspy deep whisper while carrying me to the bed. "Ti farò urlare."

"Yes!" I cried, arching my back as he glided down my body. His hot breath left a trail of aching tingles down my center.

He stared up at me with heat in his blue eyes, drawing me into his spell as he unfastened my jeans and began to pull them down my legs. He buried his nose between my folds, inhaling deeply as I watched. His nose was glistening with my wetness when he moved away to pull off his shirt.

"You want me to fill you up?" He pulled his hard cock out of his pants, pumping his hand up and down it. "With this?"

"Yessss," I hissed, my hips moving with anticipation.

"Hmm," he knelt down at the end of the bed, pulling me by the hips, so my ass was hanging off. "I need my fill first."

Without any more warning, his lips were on me, kissing my clit before his tongue glided over my slit. I cried out as his tongue moved into me. He took my legs over his shoulders, gripping my thighs roughly to hold me in place. "No fair," Miles's voice broke through the fog of lust in my mind. "You're having fun without me?"

"Come join us," Mick taunted. He was still ravaging my pussy with his mouth and tongue, sending currents of indescribable pleasure through me, making my toes curl.

"I fucking can't right now," Miles grumbled. "Fuck. Describe her to me."

"She's so fucking wet," Mick told him. "Her cunt is squeezing my tongue like a vise."

"It feels so good," I groaned. "I.... I'm going to cum."

"Fuck, baby." I could feel Miles's sudden frustration. "I want to lick you clean."

"Yes!" I cried, my legs shaking as Mick sent me into mindless convulsions.

"She's squirting," Mick growled. "She's squirting all over my face like a good fucking girl."

"Damn it," Miles grunted. "Are her legs shaking?"

"Like crazy. She's squeezing my head with her thighs." Mick purred as he looked up at me, twisting his tongue inside of me a few more times. "I'm going to make her scream now."

"Come home," I whined to Miles. "I want you too."

Miles's deep groan almost made me giggle. "You have no idea how badly I want to, baby, but I have to take care of some things."

"You can have your turn later tonight," Mick reassured him. "I won't wear her out too much."

I sighed out a grumble, not liking that promise. I wanted to be worn out. I wanted to be used and abused by both of them. They have been treating me so gently lately. I needed a good feral fucking that had me feeling it for days.

"I thought you had lunch with Rodger's sisters?" Miles asked.

That snapped me out of the wanton stupor enough to remember I still had Driana and Paulina downstairs waiting to talk to me.

"They're eating. I'm eating. It's just not together," Mick reasoned, sucking my clit just enough to make me squirm.

"Mick," I whined, looking up at him.

He smiled cockily. "I know," he stood up suddenly, lifting my legs with him. "This pretty little pussy of yours needs its fill."

He slammed into me, making me scream out from the sudden sweet and violent intrusion. The deep growling from Miles in my head intensified everything, making my longing and unmeasurable lust return.

Mick held my legs to his chest, his teeth graving the sensitive instep of my feet. When he sucked my toes into his mouth, his tongue sliding between them, it made me cum again. Moisture spilled from me around his dick in a warm gush, making lewd sounds fill the room. "Fuck, her pussy is so tight and so wet," Mick teased his brother. "I can't hold myself back. Her tits are bouncing all over the place with every thrust. You're missing out."

"I know," Miles groaned. "Damn it. I'm hurrying here. I'll be home soon."

Miles cut out of the link, putting up a block, probably so he could focus on whatever he was doing. Mick chuckled darkly, his voice doing things to me as he pushed my body to the brink once again.

When he flipped me over, he spread my legs wide apart, making my ass press and bounce against his lower abdomen. He wrapped my hair in his fist, pulling to angle my body back. The tension was painful and pleasurable at the same time. He was my rougher mate, and right now he was treating me like his dirty little plaything. Just like I wanted.

"Your ass. Mmh," he growled right before I felt his hand come down, slapping it sharply. "It's so fucking thick. You're so sexy, cara mia. I can't get enough."

"Yes, Mick!" I cried. The build up was phenomenal. "Please!"

"Please what?" He leaned over my bent body. I felt his breath fan through my messy hair as he wrapped his hands around my throat. He pulled back against me enough so that I could still breathe, but that suffocating high was still on the brink. He ran his nose down the side of my face. "What do you want, cara?"

"You!" I rasped. "I want you!"

"You have me," he chuckled darkly, his dick grinding so deep it felt like it was about to burst through me. "All of me. Every fucking inch."

"Cum in me," I begged. I didn't know how much more I could take and remain sane. I knew I had other things to do. Things that were way too important to ignore. If he kept fucking me like this though, I wasn't going to want to leave this bed for days. The gentleness I've felt from them has been torture. This is what I've craved. "Cum in me, Mick!"

A feral growl rumbled through his chest. His thrusting became violent once again. He had a grip on my ass, standing to really slam into me over and over again and relentless torrents of pleasure. The wet sounds of my ass cheeks clapping and his balls slapping against my pussy just added to the mind numbing climax Mick was bringing me to.

I screamed, the currents of satisfaction rippling inside me again, feeling like a tsunami as I collapsed face first into the bed. Mick slapped my ass one more time, then pulled out before I felt his spurts shooting onto my back and ass. It felt wrong, and it took me a minute to realize why. Why did he not cum inside of me?