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Chapter Fourteen
Willow
True to their word, the guys take me on dates in turn. Each man is so different, and I love it. I’m so grateful I have Riley to talk to about it all. While she might be my boss, she also has her hands full with three men. Bray, while supportive, doesn’t understand our dynamic. It might be early in our relationship, but the guys cleaned out a room for me and we have agreed to give it a one-month trial run. At the end of it, if any of us think we have moved too fast, I will look for an apartment.
The guys are all at work and each has messaged me they will be home for dinner. Once a week, we make sure we all eat a meal together. Tonight, I have something special planned. I moved my stuff out of Bray’s today while they were at work. I told them I was moving in officially on Sunday so they could help me transport and unload my things, but I’m an independent woman and can move my own furniture. The bed almost killed me, but I convinced my old neighbor, Mr. Stevens, to help me load it into the U-Haul.
It’s still there—everything is, except for the chair I’m currently sitting in, which is placed in the middle of their—our—living room. I have tied myself to it and am anxiously waiting for them to get home, which should be any minute now.
The sound of a truck pulling into the driveway makes my heart thump loudly in the confines of my chest. I swear I can hear it in my ears. Every day so far, they have told me how amazing or how beautiful I am, and day by day I believe it a little more. But being so vulnerable has me second-guessing myself. Maybe I should have left this experience in the past.
The sound of the key in the lock has me taking a deep breath.
“Baby, we’re ho . . . Holy fuck.”
I smile at Jace as his eyes lock with mine. A second later, Micah and Zac walk through the door, and they both stop dead in their tracks.
“Now this is the kind of dinner a man could get used to,” Micah states, dropping his duffle bag at the door.
“I get first dibs,” Jace calls out, running toward me. “I’ve been dreaming about this day since the first time.”
He drops to his knees in front of me and doesn’t hesitate to lean forward and inhale the smell of my pussy. It used to make me uneasy thinking about someone being so close, but now I have a hard time keeping them away. Not that I actually want that, but Jace always manages to convince me to let him eat me out while I’m doing the weirdest things, like cooking dinner or ironing their work shirts. They tell me not to do their ironing, and that they are happy to use a service, but I work from home and honestly love taking care of them.
“Oh, damn,” I moan, wishing I could twist my fingers in Jace’s hair as he licks my core. Tying myself to this chair was a terrible idea.
I haven’t shown Zac, but I got his mark tattooed on me. I know it’s probably too soon, and I had terrible anxiety about it, but Riley talked me off the ledge. Even if things don’t work out, the tattoo is a reminder of one of the men who changed my life for the better.
My first orgasm hits me fast, and Jace pulls back with a smirk as he wipes his face. “That’s one.”
He winks at me. It’s their personal mission to see how many times I can come in one night .
Micah is next to stand in front of me, and with me sitting, I’m almost at the perfect height to suck his cock. He knows it, and as he pulls his dick from his pants and wraps his hand around it, my mouth waters. I want him to fuck my mouth, and he is well aware.
“I think our woman wants us to come all over her. She likes to be a dirty girl.”
I knew I wouldn’t be tied to the chair for long. They all help to untie me, and there’s a small sense of relief that they didn’t just pull the blindfold down and leave, even if the blindfold this time is hypothetical.
“What’s this?” Jace asks, running his fingers along the bandage on my side.
“A present for Zac.”
Zac smiles. “You didn’t . . .”
I nod. “I did.”
He grasps the edge and slowly peels it back, revealing the bite he gave me the other night. I took a picture of it when it was fresh and got the tattoo of it yesterday.
The smile that spreads across his face is priceless. “Does this mean you’re mine?”
When I nod, he wraps me in his arms and spins me around.
As he puts me back on my feet, Micah claps his shoulder. “It means she is ours .”
“How about we are each other’s?” I interject. “ Now, who is going to be the first to give me more orgasms? Last one there is a rotten egg and has to watch.”
Before they understand what I mean, I run toward the main bedroom. The house has five bedrooms, and when we got back from our family’s Easter, the main one was converted into everyone’s space. Then we each have a room we can go to if we need our own space.
When I reach our room and fling myself on the bed, I make sure my ass is in the air, so it’s the first thing they see. I’m facing away from them as they run into the room, but I hear, “That ass is mine!”
Zac flops down beside me, and when I shift to sit on him, Jace beats me to it and we both laugh.
Jace leans over and gets a condom and lube from the drawer. I have seen the guys fuck without condoms, but when I’m involved, they like to make sure they are wrapped, so things don’t end up in places they shouldn’t. As embarrassing as it is, my mom sat us down and had a talk about how women can get infections. It’s something as adults we already know, but it was funny watching the guys squirm.
When Jace lowers himself onto Zac’s wrapped and lubed cock, I see where this is going. Next, Jace guides me to face him, straddling his lap, and I sink down onto his cock. As I move my hips, Zac wraps his arms around Jace and places his hands on my thighs, and when the bed dips, I know Micah is behind me.
“Ready for me?” he asks, and I nod. I’m more than ready.
Micah slides his fingers in beside Jace’s cock and fingers me. They know exactly how to make me drip, the three of them all moving together. I need him in my ass, though—I love feeling full.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please, what?” Micah whispers against my ear.
“Please fuck me. I need you.”
With that, he removes his fingers and brings them to Jace’s mouth, which he eagerly opens, and at the sight of him sucking my juices off them, I almost lose it.
When Jace is done, Micah withdraws his fingers and grabs the lube. He squirts it on my ass, using the tip of his cock to spread it around. Then slowly he pushes in, little by little, letting me adjust after each movement.
When his hips are flush with my ass, I beg him to fuck me, and he eagerly obliges. With every thrust, he pushes me into Jace, and somehow, we all find a rhythm.
My orgasm builds as Zac’s fingers skim across my skin, leaving heat in their wake. The way Jace looks at me, as if I’m something he’s been starving for, makes my pulse race. And Micah’s words of praise, telling me all the ways I am utter perfection, are music to my ears.
I can’t think. I don’t want to think. I just want more.
These men are dangerous—being with them is intoxicating, and I never want it to stop.
My body tightens, trembles, then shatters as waves of ecstasy crash over me, and I scream out their names, one by one.
Micah is the first to move, and he helps me off Jace and pulls me into his arms. “Shower with me?”
I nod and we leave Jace and Zac in bed, heading into the en suite. Micah runs the shower and we both step in. Steam swirls around us, the hot water cascading over my skin, but it’s nothing compared to the fire of his touch. His hands glide over my body, slowly tracing every curve like he’s memorizing them. I shiver, not from a chill, but from the way his fingers tease along my waist, pulling me flush against him. The water drums against my back, but all I can focus on is him. His lips ghosting over my neck, then the deep, needy sound he makes when I press closer. My pulse pounds in my ears, and my breath hitches as his mouth claims mine.
Pulling back, I smile up at him. “I never imagined I would be this lucky. ”
“We are the lucky ones. Thank you for giving us a chance to love you.”
My heart thumps wildly behind my ribcage. “You love me?”
He nods. “I do. I know it might be too early for you to say it back, but my dad always told me when you know, you know.”
“I know, without a single doubt, I love you and Jace and Zac. I don’t know what I would do without you three.”
“I love you too,” Jace says, slipping into the shower.
“Me three,” Zac says.
I don’t know what the future holds, but right now I am happy. I have three men who worship the ground I walk on. Every day I wake up thinking it’s all been a dream, but it hasn’t. People might not understand our relationship, but when I’m with my guys, I no longer care what anyone else thinks about me. And they refuse to let me believe I am anything other than their perfect Little Bunny.
The end.
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