Page 71 of The Maestro's Mates
As he did, Justin dribbled cold lube on his hole, prompting another series of shivers. A bloom of power enveloped Justin. He loved having this kind of control over his mate, loved seeing Pavel come undone at his hand.
“Get back to work, gargoyle,” Sebastian said, his tone serious but his eyes crinkling in amusement. He was clearly enjoying the chance to be dominant, and the way Pavel was reacting was a revelation to Justin.
As Pavel once again picked up his rhythm, Justin slipped one slender finger into him. The man moaned, arching his muscular back, but he didn’t stop eagerly blowing their witch mate.
Pavel’s response spurred Justin on as he added a second finger, this time hooking his fingertips and dragging them across the gargoyle’s prostate.
This time, Pavel let out a needy whine, and Justin almost came right then, hearing his gruff mate totally lose himself. The gargoyle slid off Sebastian’s cock with a pop and growled.
“I need someone to fuck me. Now.” The desperate command in Pavel’s voice could not be ignored.
“Seb?” Justin locked eyes with the witch, who was wearing his trademark smirk, a glint in his eye.
“On your back, my mate,” Sebastian said to Pavel, who immediately followed instructions, flipping around with a look of drunk ecstasy on his face. This side of Pavel was driving Justin absolutely crazy. He wasn’t submissive,exactly. It was more like he was throttling back his power for a moment, allowing Sebastian to blossom, but the undercurrent of domination and danger still ran underneath it all. It wasn’t anything Justin had ever expected, and it was amazing.
Justin took in the two of them for a minute, and for the first time felt kind of left out. He didn’t know exactly how to fit himself in. “I…”
“Oh, just you wait, my sweet vampire,” Sebastian said. “Let me get in him, and then you’ll go to town.”
Pavel moaned at Sebastian’s words and Justin’s balls tightened at the earthy sound. Justin sat on the bed, watching and chewing his lip as Sebastian stood at the foot. He lifted Pavel’s legs and lined up his beautiful cock.
In one slick motion, he slid into Pavel, all the way down to the hilt.
Pavel roared, a cry of gratification and of discomfort, and Justin knew that sound. The sound he himself made when Pavel had entered him. The sound of glory.
Sebastian gritted his teeth and slowly began to move, softly praising Pavel. “You’re so good for me, aren’t you? You’re taking my cock so well, my gargoyle.”
Pavel, for his sake, seemed to have lost any ability to speak, instead making a universe of sexy noises. Justin couldn’t wait any longer, bringing his mouth to Pavel’s nipple and gently squeezing it between his front teeth. The gargoyle roared even louder, and Justin once again worried he couldn’t last much longer. This was all too much, too hot.
Sebastian, however, had other ideas. “Fuck his mouth, my sweet vampire.”
Justin’s eyes widened, and he looked up at Pavel, who managed to grunt out a single word.
“Yes.”
Justin wouldn’t last very long, but he didn’t care. As Sebastian continued to move in and out of Pavel at an increasingly brutal pace, Justin slid off his shorts and straddled Pavel’s chest, his knees fitting perfectly underneath his mate’s armpits.
Looking down, he saw his own cock was dripping precum all over the fine hair of Pavel’s chest. His mate had his eyes squeezed shut, and for a moment, Justin didn’t want to disturb his pleasure. Then Pavel showed Justin exactly how needy he was for Justin’s dick.
He opened his mouth and stuck out his wide tongue, waiting for his gift. And how could Justin refuse him?
At first, Justin simply rested the head of his hard, pink cock on his mate’s tongue. Pavel licked at the underside of his shaft, clearly eager for more.
And so Justin gave it to him.
Once he started, he couldn’t stop, the warm wetness enveloping him as he pushed forward into his mate’s perfect mouth. Pavel’s lips wrapped around Justin’s cock as Justin fucked into his mate, teasing and urging him on.
This was not going to last. He’d been on the edge for too long.
Picking up the pace, the head of Justin’s dick slammed against the entrance to Pavel’s throat. He was going faster now, ravaging this man’s mouth, fucking him even as Sebastian destroyed his other hole. All three of them were moaning now, and Justin was spiraling out of control.
The tingle began to build, and it was intense, more intense than he’d ever experienced. Justin couldn’t slow down, couldn’t pull out.
“I’m so fucking close,” he whispered, riding the edge and about to tumble over.
Then he felt it. Sebastian must have grabbed the lube because he pressed one slick index finger into Justin’s hole.
Justin screamed as he came, spilling what felt like buckets of cum down the maestro’s throat.
