Page 21 of Love is Blind

Slowly, Wren climbs off Jax’s lap, making the beast of a man glare at me as she crosses the small distance to me. Moving to kneel in front of me, she reaches her hands up and gently cups my face. My entire demeanor relaxes at her touch. Soft and warm.

“I’m sorry, Mav. My intention was not to upset you. I- I’m just so afraid of something happening to you three. Not only that, but I just found you all and now someone is trying to take me away from you. Even though it hasn’t been long and the four of us being in a relationship is still new, I couldn’t bear the thought of him taking one of you away from me.” I’ve never had anyone care for me like Wren cares for us. It’s always been fake and dependent on what I could provide for them. Wren suddenly stands, causing Ares to jump off the couch and stand next to her. She twines her fingers through his fur before turning and facing our direction.

It’s obvious she has a statement to make, so we keep quiet and let her do her thing. Each of us is still glancing at each other, not sure what to expect and honestly, it’s nerve. Wren standing there in a light baby blue nightgown and matching fuzzy slippers. Her nipples are peaked and showing through the thin, silky material. All her creamy white skin is on display for our eyes. This woman is beyond striking, and she’s not even trying to be sexy for us. My cock hardens at the thought of the things I wish I could do to her right now, but I have to force myself to focus. This is serious. Wren wants to tell us something.

The woman in question takes a deep inhale before slowly releasing it. “Look. I still have no idea how the four of us are supposed to work. I mean, honestly, how the hell is one woman supposed to keep three men satisfied? It’s crazy, really, but I also don’t think I can bear sharing you with anyone. Especially not now, not when feelings have changed.” Another deep breath. “I’ve been so nervous to say it because I’ve been afraid that it’s not true, but it’s not fair that I’ve told Jax and not Mav and Xander.” Glancing over at Jax, the asshole puffs out his chest, a satisfied smirk on his ugly face. “But you all have shown your feelings to me in different ways. Mav, you got me Ares, and it was the best gift. When you three aren’t around, I feel safe with him. Xander, I know you’re the one who brings me all the stacks of books in my room. Jax, you’ve been a giant teddy bear, always knowing when I just need a hug. There is so much more, like when you guys took care of my shop after kidnapping me. Then letting Abby have a job and allowing me…” The woman is spiraling, standing there twisting her fingers through Ares’ fur. Luckily, Xander steps in to regain her focus.

“Little Bird. What is the rule?” The three of us smirk at that as Wren snaps her mouth shut and nibbles on her bottom lip.

“What I’ve been trying to say is that… I love you. All of you. Each of you has told me, but I need you all to know that I love you back. I don’t know what the future holds for us, but in case we don’t get much time, I want you all to know that.” The smile that lights my face would be blinding. She was doing well until the last part. In case, we don’t get much time. Over my dead body, will we not grow old together?

Xander abruptly stands and steps in front of Wren, pinching her chin and forcing her to look up at him. “Say it again,” he demands.

“I love you.” Wren’s words are soft yet strong. And before Wren knows it, Xander is slamming his lips down on hers. The chub from early had just barely gone away, but now it’s back as Xander wraps his arms under Wren’s ass and lifts. He pulls away for half a second, looking down at Ares, then me before nodding to the door. His “get the mutt out of here”, was read loud and clear as he turns to Jax. Looking down at Ares, I nod my head to the door and, like he knows it’s about to get X-rated, trots off.

When I turn around from closing the door; because we don’t need to kill any house staff for walking in at the wrong time. I see Wren leaning back against Jax’s chest, her nightgown around her hips, and Xander’s head between her thighs. And just like that, I’m rock fucking hard.

I take my seat across from the show, adjust my chair, so I can have a front-row view. Wren moans fill the small den as Xander eats her like a man starves, while Jax pinches and tweaks her nipples. Fuck, that is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. After a few minutes, I have to adjust my dick in my pants. I’m so hard that I’m pretty sure my dick has a zipper imprint now.

Wren’s pleas fill the silence next. “More. I need more. Please.” Xander pulls away before sitting back on his heels and nods me over.

“You heard our woman. She needs more.” I give him a smirk before scooping up Wren. I place her back to my chest and hold her thighs open before presenting her glistening wet pussy to Xander again. The man wastes no time diving back between her juicy thighs as she tilts her head up, and I take her mouth in mine. I can hear the rustle of clothes as Jax undresses behind us, as Wren’s all too willing body gets lost in lust.

From the corner of my eye, I can see Jax, legs spread and hand pumping his cock as he watches Wren. A second later, Wren’s body tenses, her toes curl, and her back arches off my chest. Xander doubles his efforts, working her core with his tongues, before the sound of Wren’s melodious cry of release echoes off the rooms.

“We’re not done with you, Little Bird.” Xander stands and captures Wren’s lips, making her taste herself on him before grabbing her thighs and turning her to Jax. He lowers her down slowly, Jax helping guide her over his cock. The moment his tip enters, Wren all but melts back into Jax.

“So full. So good.” Wren’s husky voice does something to me as I watch Jax slowly lift her before letting gravity do the work and slam her back-down on his cock. Jax’s groans of pleasure mix with Wren’s moans as I take my seat again. This time getting more comfortable and losing my clothes. Sitting there in all my tan and naked glory, I slowly stroke myself as Xander gets undressed and moves into position. He climbs onto the couch, lifting one leg and placing it on the back to steady himself.

“Wren, tell us again.” He demands, pumping his own dick inches away from Wren’s face.

“I!” thrust “Love!” thrust “You!” thrust “All!”

“Good girl. Now open up and tell me again.” Like the good girl Xander just called her, she does just that. His hand is replaced by her pretty little tongue as he glides his dick over it, soaking him before sliding further into her mouth.

As one, the three of them move, Jax thrusting up, Xander pumping his hips, sending his cock further down Wren’s throat. It’s like art. The groans and moans that fill the room are a symphony of sounds, and I have to force myself to not come like some teenage boy watching porn in his room. I slow my movements and they speed up. Xander curses a second before one last thrust and I get to watch as our woman, as she swallows every last drop before licking her lips clean as he pulls away. Jax lasts only a few moments longer.

“Fuck, that’s it baby, squeeze me. Milk me for everything I have. Fuckkkkkk, Wren.” One finally thrust and Jax is down for the count. I grin to myself as I stand. My turn.

“Fuck, that was hot, Angel, but I hope you didn’t forget about me.” The little minx shakes her head, giving me a devilish grin in return.

“I would never.” Tilting her head back, she finds Jax’s lips, and she whispers, “I love you, Big Guy.” Then kisses him before shifting to climb off. Standing, she glances toward Xander, steps up to him, and gives him a kiss as well. “I love you, Xander.” This kiss is more Xander telling her he loves her too before he leaves her gasp for air.

Xander and Jax take up positions on the couch, not bothering to dress, but I don’t care as my focus switches to the woman in front of me. She’s still wearing her baby blue nightgown around her waist, so I wiggle it down over her hips before skimming my nose back up her belly and to her throat. With no warning, I yank her flush to me. She let out a small squeak before giggling as I lift her and move us back to the chair I was watching from. My cock sits between Wren’s plump cheeks as I take my seat. Her breasts are pushed against my chest, her pebbled nipples hard against my skin as she raises her hip, my dick springing up to meet her dripping core before she slowly lowers herself. I stare at her, trying to memorize every wrinkle, freckle, and scar she has on her face. The woman has always been breathtaking, but right now is something else. Naked, bear, and vulnerable to us.

“I love you, Maverick.” Fuckkkkkk… I’ve had women tell me they loved me before, but it’s never felt like this. Like the entire world just froze, and my heart skipped a beat.

“I love you more than the air I breathe, Angel.” The words aren’t even a thought as they leave my lips, but the moment they do, I know it’s the truth?

It’s like there is no more that needs to be said as Wren takes charge. She grinds her hips back and forth. The feel of her pussy wrapped around my cock is pure ecstasy as she rides me. Glancing over her shoulder, I see the other two pumping their cocks again. Ha. I know exactly what watching Wren does to a man. Focusing back on my naked woman riding me, I lean forward and nip at her nipple before sucking it into my mouth. My hands on her hips grind her harder as she picks up speed, this time chasing her own euphoria. My climax climbs as Wren fucks herself on my cock, head thrown back, pressing her breasts further into my mouth. Her pussy tightens, and I can’t hold back any longer. Wren cums, the sound of her moan, sending me over the edge next. Her tight pussy milks my cock in tightening aftershocks as I release everything I have into her.

A sick and twisted part of me hopes one of us gets Wren pregnant soon. An image of her belly big and round, miniature versions of us running around the house. Wren would make an amazing mother and among the three of us, I think we could make at least one decent father. Thinking of us as fathers has me glance back at the others, who are now wiping themselves up with whatever discarded clothes they could find.

Wren leans forward and rests her head on my chest, eyes fluttering close. My cock slips out of her as Jax steps up and gently cleans between her legs. I shift her to the side, cradling her in my arms as I stand. “Alright, Angel. Let’s get you to bed.”

She lets out a big yawn before whispering once more. “I love you guys.” Seconds later, Wren’s fast asleep. Turning, I head for the door to take her upstairs, so I can tuck her in when I hear Jax.

“I will never get tired of her telling us that.”

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