Bound by Love

5. Island Arrival

Gray, Ian and Van took turns at the helm, guiding the boat to their hidden island while Wren slept peacefully between whichever two were not up on deck. The sun was just about to rise when Gray pulled up to the dock. In a fraction of a second he had the boat tied and anchored. He then went down to the second largest bedroom, shaking his head ruefully at the chaotic state of the master suite.

After the relaxing bath last night, they had a great time getting Wren all dirty again. Their master bedroom bears the evidence of their numerous pleasures that night. It was in such disarray that after cleaning up for the second time that night they moved into the third bedroom.

And that is where he sees Wren. Dear, sweet, beautiful and miraculous Wren. He watches her tenderly as she sleeps. Her cheeks are pink, her lips rosy and slightly swollen from their kisses. Her dark lashes cast a crescent moon shadow on her high cheekbones. Her hair is in a messy bun with long strands loose about her. She's turned to her side with one leg bent and thrown over Van''s waist. Van's dick is so aroused that the head of it is leaving a trail of precum on the soft, creamy smooth skin of her thigh. Her head is resting on his chest, her ear over his heart and her free hand is laced with resting on his chest. While Ian is wedged up behind her, his cock nestled between her delectable ass cheeks as one hand grasps her breast.

Both Van and Ian have their eyes open, watching the gentle rise and fall of Wren's chest as she breathes. Even without their bond Gray would be able to see the love they feel for their mate. Their eyes are filled with the emotion, every tender touch, every sweet caress, it all is brimming with adoration, desire and love for her.

Gray's heart warms with his own love for Wren. Just thinking of her brings him peace, seeing her is joy, touching her is desire. But above all, loving her, loving her is everything. She is more than he's ever dreamed of.

His cock is stiff, proud and strong but gets impossibly larger at the scent and sight of her own arousal. Shadowed slightly under her leg that is crossed over Van, is her sweet valley. Even in her sleep, her body is preparing her, ready for their joining. It is evidenced in the glistening juices coating her upper thigh and shining on her pouting pussy lips.

Her heartbeat speeds just a bit and her eyelids start to flutter. Gray's erection pulses, it's as if his cock senses that he will soon get release. Her eyes open slowly, the sleepy look turns to love as she scans her gaze over her mates. She stretches sensuously, rolling her body between the two men on either side of her and drawing a moan from deep within their chests.

Ian growls and nearly purrs as her ass moves against his rigid member. Van enjoys the press of her breasts into his side and the slick feel of her pussy against his hip. Wren mews at the feel of Van's heated flesh pressing against her clit. She presses herself closer, grinding her core against him.

Her mouth opens with a heated pant, brushing her warm breath against Van where her mark lay. Her hand is holding onto his as she uses it for leverage. All three men are enraptured with watching her use Van to masturbate herself. The sight is erotic and highly arousing.

Her hips thrust against him, alternating between rapid jerky movements and long drawn out grinds where she presses herself firmly against him, mashing her little button between them almost viciously. Her heavy panting breaths are loud in the room echoing in chorus with their fast beating hearts and in concordance with the wet sound of her pussy. Her movements become erratic and after one, two, three more thrusts she cries out her release.

She relaxes back against Ian's chest with a languid smile on her face. She turns her head and kisses him deeply, then Van, then she looks to Gray and crooking her finger she motions for him to come closer.

He crawls up over her body, kissing her the whole way. Starting with her dainty toes, he works his way up her leg with tongue and lips creating a fiery trail. With every bit of will power he possessed he skipped over her wet folds, nipping her hip gently when she mewed in protest. He then swirled his tongue around her belly button and up between her breasts. The warm, heavy globes pressed in on either side of his face as his stubble jaw left delicious red marks on the pale flesh. He then captured her bottom lip between his own, sucking, nibbling and soothing with his tongue as he thrusts himself deep into her welcoming sheath.