Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 35

After dinner, I walk up to bed and climb in. I hear them come in some time later, but I just roll over

refusing to acknowledge their presence. I feel the bed dip on both sides, feel both of them reaching for

me, trying to get any reaction out me.

I feel Theo’s erection pressing into my back, so I roll onto my stomach. “Punish him not me,” Theo

says, his cold hands rubbing my ass. I know whatever we do, Tobias will feel through their bond. Not

wanting to give him the satisfaction, I fight my own desires, choosing to ignore the feeling stirring in my

stomach. I actually have trouble telling if they are my own feelings, they feel a little foreign to me. Then

I realise what they meant about the bond and feeling what each other feel.

“Babe,” Theo whines, tugging on my hip, trying to get me to roll over. I feel terrible knowing he has

been wanting to touch me all day. But don’t want to give Tobias the satisfaction knowing he won.

“Nope, you have both turned me off men for life. Not interested.” Tobias moves his hand, rubbing

my lower back, but I don’t give in, holding strong, although I want to crumble and beg them to be inside

me. I toss and turn all night, fighting their desires that are pushing on to me and fighting my own. My

sleep was broken and restless.

Waking up the next morning, I feel exhausted. I roll over and Tobias and Theo both have suits on. I

sit up hopeful. Tobias destroying the feeling almost instantly.

“Nope, don’t even ask.”

“So what? I am supposed wait here all day for you both to return? Sorry to tell you but I am not

housewife material” Theo smirks.

“Clearly your cooking is terrible.” Tobias throws back at me. I cross my arms across my chest. I

feel tears burning my eyes at not being allowed to leave. I just want to feel like a normal person, why is

that so wrong? Theo leans over and whispers in my ear.

“Go get dressed.” I jump off the bed and Tobias turns on Theo.

“What the fuck, Theo, you know she can’t leave.”

“It’s just work, Tobias. She has been stuck here for weeks, and you know we need the help there.”

Tobias mutters something too low for me to hear.

He isn’t happy and follows me into the walk-in robe. I thought he was going to stop me, but instead

reaches in and grabs my black dress off the hanger and passes it to me. I look at him, excited. “Hurry

up before I change my mind.” I happily grab my make-up bag and rush into the bathroom. I quickly

throw on my mascara and eyeliner as well as some red lipstick. I brush my hair and straighten it.

Feeling somewhat girly today. I grab the dress and put it on. It’s a black mid length dress with lace on

the back. I walk out and Theo walks over and quickly zips the back of my dress up. Tobias grabs a pair

on my black heels, and I put my hand on his shoulder as he slides my foot into each one before

buckling them up.

Theo retrieves my bag and hands it to me. I throw it over my shoulder before grabbing my phone

off charge. We make our way downstairs but are running late because they had to wait for me, so we

go straight to the car. I hop in the front before Tobias tells me to. He grabs my knee when he gets in

squeezing it softly. Ten minutes pass and my phone starts binging like crazy coming into reception.

Multiple emails coming through, and texts messages. One is from Mark. I start replying.

Tobias looks over and sees I’m texting. “Who are you messaging?” he asks. I feel Tobias lean over,

trying to read over my shoulder.

“Mark from work,” I say simply.

“And what does Mark want?” I sigh when I look up and see Tobias white knuckled from his death

grip on the steering wheel.

“He was wondering if you fired me because he hasn’t seen me at work.” I also noticed missed calls

from Tom. My phone dinged again, a reply from Mark. Theo leant over and read my message asking if I

wanted to have lunch with him. I heard Theo growl. I turned to him raising an eyebrow. “What’s got into

you? Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Theo?”

“Tell him no,” Theo growls out. I roll my eyes and reply telling him I’m too busy today.

“Tell who no? This Mark? What did he ask?” Tobias asks angrily.

“He only asked to have lunch with me. Geez, calm down we are just friends!”

“You’re ours,” they both said at the exact same time. I roll my eyes. It was pretty obvious already

by the fact that they were holding me prisoner. I knew Mark liked me, but he also knew he was in the

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When we get to the office, Tom sees me and walks up giving me a side hug. I hug him back, but

he steps back when he sees Tobias and Theo walk up the stairs and through the doors. I know

something is up with them, so I mouth, “I will find you later.” Tom nods.

Tobias puts his hand on my back and escorts me to the elevator with Theo. We catch the elevator

upstairs, and I go straight to the kitchen and pop the kettle on, desperately wanting coffee. I then walk

out and turn the phones over and start up my computer. I groan when I see the amount of emails.

I then walk back and make our coffees and walk into Tobias’s office, where they are both looking

over documents. I place the coffee on the coffee table. I go to walk out and to my computer to get onto

the horrid task of answering everyone. Theo grabs my wrist and walks me over to the desk and bends

me over it. His hands running over the fabric of my dress.

“What are you doing? I have work to do.”

“I have always wanted to bend you over this desk and fuck you,” he replies.

“Another day, I’m busy.” His hand runs under my skirt hoisting it up, I smile when he realises I don’t

have any panties on under the tight fabric.

I hear Tobias growl, noticing my bare ass in the air. I stand up and fix my skirt. “Where are your

panties, Imogen?” Tobias asks. I know he doesn’t like the idea of me walking around with nothing under

my dress, in a building full of men. I ignore him and walk out.

I go to my desk and start working, the day passing quickly. I had so much filing and Theo and

Tobias were in meetings all day. When I get to my desk with my seventh coffee for the day, my phone

vibrates. I receive a text message from Theo, who I know is in a meeting with Tobias. I open it.

TheoMeet me in my office????

Me No can do busy.

Theo ☹ so gay or nay?

Me Definitely feeling Mysexual.

TheoMysexual?

Me Yep Mysexual, #Mefucksmyself

Theo Ha Mysexual I like it, kind of like self-coupled.

Me Why not they have bisexual and homosexual yadda yadda. Might start a petition find other

Mysexuals, get it classed as a sexuality, under fucking my hand. It better then cock.

Theo Can I watch you fuck your yourself?

Me No wouldn’t want you to get jealous, that my hand lasts longer ????

TheoIs that a challenge?”

Me maybe.

I put my phone down and turn back to my computer. I was typing away when I feel hands run over

my shoulders and stop on my breasts. His mouth below my ear. His cold breath tickling making me

shiver. “Challenge accepted.” I almost moan just at the sound of his voice. Theo spins my chair around

before pulling me to my feet. I giggle when he starts pulling me toward his office.

“Theo, we’re at work. Where is Tobias?” He closes the door behind him locking it.

“In the meeting still,” he says as he grabs me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he puts me on

top of his desk. His mouth devouring the skin on my neck. I feel his hands run up my thighs pulling the

dress up. I grab his belt yanking him to me, undoing his belt.

“We are going to be in so much trouble,” I whisper against his lips but continue to undo his pants

until his cock springs free. I wiggle myself to the edge of desk, eager to feel his large cock moving

inside me. Theo rams in and I moan out loudly. Theo hand covers my mouth muffling the noise. The

walls are only thin in the meeting room. I chuckle knowing Tobias would definitely know what we are

doing in here. Theo rams his cock into me repeatedly, my moans filling the room despite his hand

covering my mouth, my walls fluttering around his cock as my juices coat him.

Theo pulls me over onto my stomach. Bringing my ass into the air, he slaps it but not like Tobias

did. My stomach tightens arousal flooding me, moisture pooling between my thighs as he rams into me

from behind, my hips digging into the desk as he pounds away. I feel my orgasm building, hear the

moist sounds our bodies make as they collide together. Theo grabs my hair pulling my head back his

lips smashing into mine, send me over the edge. I come screaming his name as my legs tremble and

my walls tighten around his large thick length. Theo slams into me harder finding his own release. He

pulls my skirt down, kissing my shoulder. I stand up trying to catch my breath. Theo passes me a G-

string; I recognise it instantly as one of mine.

I raise an eyebrow at him. “You think I didn’t know you had no panties on, Imogen?”

“How?” I ask. I got dressed in the bathroom away from them.

“I noticed when I zipped you up, this morning. Naughty girl. Tobias will spank that ass for walking

around bare like that,” he said kissing my forehead. My stomach tightened and excitement rushed

through me.

“Although I think you want to be spanked, don’t you” I wrap my arms around his neck his wrapping

around my waist. I lean in and kiss him softly before pulling away. I then quickly slip on my panties

before fixing my dress.

We walk out of the office just as Tobias and a group of men walk out of the meeting, heading

towards the elevator. I stop, Theo walking into my back. Tobias glares at us and I know we will be

copping an earful. He bids them farewell, then storms toward us. I turn to Theo and see his office door

click shut. “Chicken,” I sing out to him.

Tobias folds his arms across his chest. I look down and see the huge bulge in his pants. Yep, he

definitely felt what we were doing. I reach my hand down and grab his cock through his pants. He

groans and I rub my hand along his shaft, through his pants and his eyes shut. I lean closer kissing his

cheek down to his chin before I let go and walk off. I chuckle to myself. I know he will punish me for it

later. I hear him groan before walking into his office and slamming the door.