The Succubus and her two Mates

23| More Brand please

*Warning: drug use*

"Holy hell." Ronnie gasped as she flopped back down on the bed. Brand was panting, trying to catch his breath. They'd been at it for practically hours.

He gave her a long languid kiss. She sucked his tongue, making an excited groan as his mouth left hers. "That tongue's going to be the death of me."

When he wasn't mercilessly taking her in every position imaginable, he had been devouring her with his mouth. She'd never had such an epic session before.

He nuzzled his face into her neck, chuckling as he absent-mindedly roamed her body with his free hand.

"I can’t get enough of you. I never thought…" his voice trailed off.

She twisted so she could look at him. "Never thought what?"

"That I could have this…"

She studied his beautiful face. She could imagine falling for this man. "Brock doesn't know what he's been missing out on." She kissed him quickly. "How long has it actually been for you?"

"Over two years. I wasn't really enjoying any of the, um, companions I was taking, so I just gave up. I don't think Brock has taken anyone to bed in… even longer."

"Jeez. Okay. I think I maybe get his vibe a bit more." She laughed.

"His vibe?" Brand asked, curious. He had a pretty good handle on Brock now. He was interested to hear what Ronnie thought of him.

"He's very serious. Seems, I don't know, broody?"

Brand could only nod, "Yeah, and he can be moody." He shrugged, getting up and grabbing them both a drink of water.

Ronnie drank it in one go. She definitely needed to replenish fluids. "Wanna get us something stronger?"

He smiled, "What were you thinking?"

She mulled it over, she probably shouldn't do shrooms two days in a row.

"Some sativa edibles and a bourbon?"

He shrugged, "I've already ditched work for today, why the heck not." He was surprised Brock hadn't called him. He could only assume Brock would know where he was.

Ronnie gleefully went through her stash. She threw two gummies in her mouth and then sized up Brand. "You had this before?"

Brand shook his head. "Only smoked it a few times."

She gave him two as well. His metabolism was notably quicker than hers, and he had more body mass, she figured this would even out his inexperience - she did get high most days, so her tolerance was pretty high. He poured them a drink, and they climbed back into bed.

They sipped their drinks as they chatted. The gummies were starting to hit just as it was coming up to dinner time. Brand was taking deep breaths, surprised how strong it felt.

"You doing okay?" Ronnie asked him.

"Mmmm," he hummed, "My lips feel funny."

"Yeah?" She gave him a soft kiss, his lips parting to invite her in. "That better?"

"Yes…" he exhaled as he experienced the feel of her mouth as it traced kisses along his jaw, coming back to his mouth for a moment to slip away again. She drew her tongue down his neck, circling his n*****s on her journey south. "Ronnie… I…" he couldn't get any words out as she took him into her mouth. He hadn't even realized he was hard.

His hands worked their way into her hair. "This how you want me?" Ronnie asked as she stroked and sucked his c**k.

He looked down at her, her eyes hooded as she looked back at him, working him with her hands only. She massaged him behind his balls where he was the most sensitive. He groaned his enjoyment, noting the hungry look on her face at his response to her.

Her mouth was back on him, and he could feel his climax coming quickly. Wanting to make sure she enjoyed her time too, he motioned for her to stop. She pulled back, patiently waiting to see what he wanted.

"Come here." He drew her back up to him, so he could kiss her, then had her keep going, so she was hovering over his face. He took a deep breath of her and then kissed the inside of her thighs first. Using his tongue and fingers to explore her, he lost all track of time and just worshiped her.

She was panting and moaning, coming up on her second release when she slid down off his face. "I want you inside me now."

He rolled her over onto her back and slid on top of her. He wanted to see her face.

She guided him into her, he had not softened one bit since she'd gone down on him. He became lost again in the feeling of her. He gazed at her face, enjoying seeing her pleasure there. Her legs were wrapped around him, her hand in between them, rubbing herself to increase her gratification.

"Ahh.." he groaned, surprised at how close he already felt. "I'm going to cum."

"Yes," she gasped, her pelvis rising to meet him as his thrust started to go wild. "c*m in me."

He gripped her, biting on her shoulder as he came. He felt her nails bite into his back and the pulsing of her orgasm as it drew everything out of him.

"f**k," he panted. "Goddess. That was intense."

Ronnie just nodded, trying to work her way out of the same s*x fog he was in. "How many times has it been now?" She asked with a laugh.

He pulled away from her with an effort, laughing too, and finishing his drink. "I've lost count."

She just lay there splayed out on the bed. "Your body is a wonderland."

He c****d his eyebrow at her, walking backwards to still see her as he replenished their bourbon.

"It's a song," she said. "But totally apt for you, I think. Speaking of, let me put some music on and we should…" she looked towards the door. "Brock's here." She frowned when she didn't hear a knock after a few seconds.

Brand stood in place, completely naked with a decanter and a glass in his hand, also waiting.

She started to feel Brock recede away. "I think he's walking away."

Brand put the drinks down and approached the door, realising at the last minute that he had no clothes on. He cracked the door and called out. The absurdity of the act had him giggling. Ronnie started to giggle too. It was quite the sight.

They were both almost in tears with their laughing fit when Brock came into the room. He looked between the two of them, a look of anger on his face. "Should I leave the two of you alone?"

"No. No," Brand gasped out. "Come in." He coaxed Brock further into the room and closed the door.

Ronnie climbed out of bed, her body was freshly buzzing with Brock in the room. "Drink?" She asked even as she poured him one. Little bubbles of laughter left her. The gummies were well and truly kicked in now.

Ronnie climbed back into the bed, precariously, with her and Brock's drink in her hand.

"Get your kit off and join us." She sloshed a bit of the bourbon on herself as she twisted to sit back against the headboard. Brand gladly licked her chest clean, after hastily climbing back into bed with her.

Brock watched them. She could feel his want for them, but he was annoyed, and she could feel him bitterly waging war with himself. She reached her arm out with his drink. He stepped around the side to take it from her. She pulled back as he came within reach of the drink.

"A strip tease is the cost of admission." She tried to joke.

Brock grumbled and snatched the drink from her. She shifted where she sat, uncomfortable all of a sudden. This wasn't going how she'd thought.

Brand lay on his side on the opposite side of Ronnie. "Come on Brock. Lighten up."

"This is what you were doing all afternoon?" He asked. "Leaving me with all the work while you got drunk."

Brand sighed, "It can all keep to tomorrow."

"Well, some of us don't have that luxury."

"Goddess Brock… it was just one afternoon." Brand flapped his hand.

An uncomfortable silence fell over them.

"I should just go," Brock said, exasperated. He took the drink in one gulp and started to walk towards the door.

Ronnie and Brand glanced at each other.

“Hey,” Brand jumped out of bed and put his hand on Brock's shoulder. “Sorry, I just got carried away. I didn’t think about, well… anything really.”

Ronnie pulled the blankets around her, staying out of it while Brock and Brand talked.

Wow, way to harsh our buzz, she thought to herself. She had to stifle another laugh though, it was hard to watch a buck naked and very high Brand try to talk seriously- she could see he kept losing his train of thought- in the end, he talked Brock into staying and having dinner.

“I’ll order something to be brought here,” he said to both of them.

“Good,” she said, trying to still be light and fun, “I wasn’t planning on putting clothes on again tonight.”

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