Bound by Love

41. Need

The door swings shut behind Wren's parents as they leave. The snick of the lock latching sounds loud in the silent room. Wren turns from the door, hand dropping from the handle and falling softly to her side.

Her eyes light with love and lust as she sees the desire on her mates' faces. She presses her back against the cool wood door and bites her lip. With her heartbeat speeding, nipples pebbling, and her core weeping for want of her mates she lets out a breathy sigh. "It's been too long."

Van leans his shoulder against the wall on her right. His hands reach out. One holds her hand, while the other brushes softly against her cheek just before tangling in her silky hair and holding her head in place. He brings his lips to her ear, almost tickling her with his breath as he whispers. "Yes. Much too long my Angel. We need you."

"I need you too. All of you."

Ian takes his place to her left and grasps her hand firmly in his own. With his free hand, he trails a finger down the bridge of her nose, traces her lips softly, then swirls around the edges of their marks before making his way to his goal. Warm, slightly rough fingertips, circle around her breast, barely touching her stiffened nipples before retreating once more. Back and forth, he watches with wrapped attention as her breath stutters with each approach. "Oh Little Bird, the things you do to us. The things we want to do to you."

"Please. Do them. Do them all. I want you so bad. I need you."

Gray stalks forward slowly. His eyes taking in her as they glaze over with desire. Her mouth parted as hot pants of breath escape. Wren's cheeks are blushing a warm red as her heart pumps delicious blood at a rapid rate. He closes the distance, a mere fraction of an inch away from touching her body to his own.

He places his hands flat to the door, above her head and to her sides. Ian and Van's hands clench, holding her in place as she strains her body, trying to gain the touch of Gray, but failing as he stays just out of her reach. Every ragged breath in he matches with a breath out. Their bodies staying the same distance, each yearning for more.

Gray moves a tiny bit closer, his lips touching hers so fleetingly she wonders if she's imagining it. His voice comes out husky and filled with longing. "Do you really want us to do all that we have imagined?"

Wren jerks forward, doing all she can to feel his lips firmly on her own. But he's too fast, he knows what she's going to do before even she herself has decided. With a quiet thump she brings her head back against the door. She licks her lips, tasting the air his breath just flavored.

"Yes." Wren demands. "Give me everything. Every thought. Every desire. What you want, I want. What you need, I need."

Van kisses down her throat, a moan escaping from his lips and vibrating against her tender skin and stimulating her marks. Ian growls and finally places his fingers against the straining tip of her breasts. He rolls and pinches the aching nub, drawing her blood closer to the surface. Gray tosses his shirt behind him and then rips her shirt and bra in two. The scraps of lace and silk flutter to the floor with no one paying them any attention.

Instead all senses are on their mate. And hers on them.

Gray closes the distance, finally giving in to the craving of lips on lips. Their tongues duel, their teeth nibble and scratch. They share the small taste of their blood, a small sampling to whet their appetite until later.

His hands drop from the door and cling to her hips and clutches her tightly. Ian brings his head down to latch onto her neglected breast as his hands keep caressing the other. Van releases her hair and works nimble fingers on the button and zipper of her pants. As soon as they drop to the ground Gray releases her hips just long enough to snap the sides of her panties and they join with the other casualties of their passions.

Van runs his fingers across her pussy lips, soaking them in her desire before he plunges them into her grasping core. Gray drops to his knees, mouth fastening to her clit as he sucks and licks at the bundle of nerves at her apex.

Wren moans, growls and hisses as all of her natures surrender to the loving touch of her mates. "Yes. Yes. Yes." She calls out breathlessly.

"Oh, please, please, give it to me. Please." She begs as they keep her on the edge. Knowing when to back off to keep her from going over.

An hour nearly passes and Wren's cheeks are wet with tears. "Please. Please. Please." She whimpers out. She's about to reach her climax when Gray releases her clit with a hiss.

His eyes are like hot coals as he stares up into her own swirling orbs. His lips, cheeks and chin glisten with her cum. His voice comes out harsh and guttural as he fights his own desire to taste her completion. "We've felt what it means to lose you. We never want to feel that pain again. To know that the grief and torture we felt is but a poor reflection of what it would have been if you were truly lost to us..." He closes his eyes in despair.

Wren trembles, feeling once more the pain they felt when she looked to the future, the future in which she and Stan were lost. Gray's eyes open, tears overflowing from his eyes. "My Gray, I'm so sorry." She caresses his cheek.

She looks to her other mates offering them the same heartfelt apology and love. "I promise you all, that I will do everything in my power to keep us from ever having to face that as a reality."

"It isn't your fault Angel. We are so grateful that your abilities saved us from that fate."

"Is there anything I can do to ease this remembered pain? To calm you souls?"

Ian nipped at her breast and nibbled his way across her marks, up her neck and to her ear. "Did you mean it when you said our needs are your needs?"

"Yes." She moans.

Gray rises up from his knees. All three men press close to her body, surrounding her with their presence.

"Submit to us." Their voices ring out in unison. "Let us take control. Let us know that you will listen to our commands. Soothe our inner beasts, so they feel as if they are protecting you... cherishing you."

Wren gasps. Here eyes are wide and her heart beats fast. Her mouth parts and all three men stare, waiting for those lush lips to form the words they long for. The words they need.

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