The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate
Chapter 83 – The Alphas’ Porn Star Mate

"What if Chloe showed you first hand with both of her mates?"

"YES!" Cortina started to sing and prance around in my head as I was muttering my disbelief. She was wagging her tail wildly, like she was the one that had been volunteered to get DPed in front of an innocent friend.

Miles's neck snapped to stare at his brother with surprise, but Mick was staring at me, waiting for my response. He handed Taylor a diet Coke, then opened the second one, never taking his eyes off me. He took a sip of the drink before handing it over to me. My mouth had gone dry, and I took a sip without moving my eyes away from his. What was he playing at?

I pursed my lips, not sure what he was trying to do. Was he testing me? No, he wouldn't do that. He is not that type of person. Was he seeing if his brother would jump at the chance to mate me? Miles looked more worried than expectant, and Mick was staring at me, not him. "I.... I don't....." Taylor was bright red, trying to figure out what to say.

"I think she could learn just from watching something online. I don't believe she needs a live demonstration," I said softly. Cortina scoffed at me, then growled when there was a flash of pain in Miles's eyes. My heart thudded in my chest, and the bond pulsed painfully. He might feel my refusal like a rejection. It wasn't. Not really. It would just put Taylor in an awkward situation.

Mick didn't give up. "There's a big difference in seeing that kind of thing in porn than seeing it between us three," Mick said, taking a confident step towards me.

"And what's that?" I broke eye contact with Miles and stared up at him.

He ran his knuckles down my cheek. "Porn is nothing more than a job. There are never feelings there, cara mia. You know that as well as I do." He then leaned in to kiss my nose. "If she sees you with two men that are one-hundred percent devoted to you, who love only you," he paused for a moment, then said, "And that you love in return, she can see how easy it can really be. How easy embracing two people you care about more than anything else in this world can be." He then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "I know you want us both, cara mia. Just know that I want you to have everything that can make you happy. You're his mate too."

Tentatively, I looked over at Miles. His sharp blue eyes were on me, making the bond flare to life. I bit my lip, and for a few seconds, it was just me and Miles, and that pull between us. He looked so anxious, so I tried to give him a reassuring smile.

"What if Taylor doesn't want to see us having sex?" I said softly. That was the last and now the only reason I could come up with for not giving in.

"I kind of do," Taylor said, looking at the three of us with a curious gaze. I-is that weird?"

"No," Mick chuckled. "That's what Chloe and I do." He pulled me close and grabbed my ass roughly, squeezing it in his large hands. "Having sex with an audience is nothing new for us. We're good at it too."

"What about Darren and Billy?" I asked. "They might not be okay with her watching us."

"We can always ask," Mick shrugged. "The worst they can say is no. That would be pretty hypocritical of both of them though, so I don't think they will."

This should not be happening. Was I really considering having a threesome with my mates, one of which I'm not yet mated to, right in front of this human girl that was a virgin just days ago? I'm sure a diagram or a pamphlet could explain all the logistics well enough for her. Mick was right though. Sex was so different with someone you cared deeply for and trusted. The mate bond changed everything for me. The mate bond, and the trust I have in Mick. Could I have that trust with Miles too?

As I locked eyes with Miles once again, I knew I couldn't say no.

"You can trust him," Cortina reassured me.

"I know."

Mick went with Taylor to replace Darren and Billy to ask their permission to let their mate watch us. He told us to wait for them in Miles's room, so Miles showed me the way.

"Wow," I said, looking around the giant bedroom that looked more like a high-end studio apartment than a master bedroom.

"Good wow, or bad wow?" Miles chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

"Wow, wow. It's huge for a bedroom."

It was several times the size of the room I used to share with Cameron at Fire Moon, but the decor was far less gaudy. It felt warm and homey, like most of the pack house. The walls were painted a dark charcoal color, but there were exposed walls of light colored stone that were a perfect contrast.

The bed was giant. That was what first caught my attention. It had to have been custom built. It was like having two king-sized beds beside one another, but there was no seam to separate them, and the headboard and bedding were just as massive.

"I would love to know where you get the sheets for that thing," I pointed at the bed.

Miles grimaced. "My pops insisted on getting it this big." He looked over at me nervously. "Mick and I aren't the first twins in the family. I guess my dad knew that we would share a mate."

That explains what Rodger had said cryptically at the table my last morning at Broom StiXXX. Something about what Miles said was irking me though.

"Was your grandpa a twin? Your father didn't seem to have one."

Miles's features remained the same, but the air around him felt sad now. "Not my Nonno. My great-grandfathers were twins. And," he hesitated, "our dad was a twin too."