Bound by Love

43. Sometimes...

"What of you?" Wren asks, eyes wide. "None of you reached completion, did you?"

Ian's voice rumbles against her back where she rests against his chest. "Little Bird, we might not have climaxed -- yet -- but we got plenty of satisfaction."

"Are you sure? It seems to me that my 'punishment'  was actually yours." She frowns, eyebrows drawn into a v. "I mean, yeah, my body is like a limp noodle right now and my bum's a little sore, but... I mean, seriously, that was so hot! I loved every minute of it, except..."

"Except what, Angel?" Van pauses his massage, thumbs pressing into the arch of her foot.

"Well, I feel absolutely horrible that none of you got off. I feel like I get everything and you all get... I mean, you three are so amazing, and you take care of me so sweetly and tenderly. While I get the three of you, so perfect and loving, you just... all you have is me."

The three men bite back their anger and listen to her inner thoughts. They each believed that she had realized just how perfect and special she was to them, and on the surface it's true. But deep inside her mind, where her past has shaped her thoughts and feelings, she still hears the words spoken to her by her adoptive 'family', especially the doctor.

Their insults and degrading treatment has made her insecure and feeling worthless. The physical, mental and emotional abuse of the doctor and his shrew of a wife and daughter, has left deep scars on her psyche.

Ian - 'I wish I could go back and kill that fucker over and over again. He got off too easy.'

Gray - 'Yes. We'll have to see about what to do with his wife and daughter. We still have access to them.'

Van - 'I wish we could, but Wren won't want that. No matter how much we wish it so, I doubt she will be okay with it. Especially since she already promised Stan they'd be changed.'

Gray - 'I guess that will have to be enough.'

Ian - 'For now, we need to tend to our mate.'

"Little Bird, you still don't grasp how absolutely precious you are to us. You are the other part of our souls, you make us whole."

A small smile curls her lips for a moment, but if falters with a slight tremor. "Sometimes..." her voice cracks.

"What Angel?"

She gazes down into the water, her voice as light as a sigh. "Sometimes, I wonder if it's only because I'm your mate. If the bond is making you all love and care for me, that if you had your choice you would have rather had someone... better."

Gray tenderly cups her chin, drawing her face upwards and wiping away the tear that trickled down her cheek. "My Heart, I can promise you that we love you for you. The mating bond... it does forge a connection, an instant attraction you could say, but it doesn't do more than that. There are countless instances where mates haven't fallen in love. The bond is forged at the birth of the youngest, and life has a way of changing  person."

"He's right, Angel" Van kisses her hand and places it over his heart. "We love you for who you are. You don't see yourself clearly, you don't see yourself as we see you."

Gray tucks a silky strand of hair behind her ear. "You're so courageous and giving. You are kind and forgiving. You are so much better than anything I could have imagined.Every hope, dream, wish and thought of my future mate, all the things I hoped for, are found in you and multiplied beyond my reasoning. You are better than I deserve... than we deserve."

"I agree, Little Bird. You are the best thing to ever happen to us. And we will keep reminding you of that fact until you no longer have even a shadow of a doubt."

"I love you guys. I love you so much."

"We love you too."

"I'll try to believe in myself, I promise."

"That's all we can ask of you Angel."

They fall silent, the men opening their souls to Wren, showing her their deepest felt emotions. While she doesn't know they are doing it, as it isn't a spoken thought like she's heard before through the link, deep inside her heart, the open wounds start to heal. The true love they have for her, like a medicine for her soul.

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Ian rinses the shampoo from Wren's hair and watches as the bubbles trace a seductive path down her breasts. Her pink nipples stand to attention as she feels the heated stares from her three mates.

"You know," Ian says half to himself and half to the others, "Gray told you a bunch of things as to why we love you but he did forget to mention some of the reasons we lust for you."

Wren lets out a little giggle and arches one brow in question. "Really?"

"Oh yeah, Little Bird. What he said is all true. You are completely and totally amazing. Your brains and personality, your heart and soul, all top notch and above reproach. But he forgot to mention how hot you are. I mean seriously..." he gives her a lecherous look with a lint in his eye. "You're grooooovy baby." He does a exaggerated impersonation of Austin Powers.

Wren starts to laugh and her voice comes out in a sputter. "G-groovy? Really?"

Ian fakes insult. "What? Isn't that what the kids are saying these days?"

She shakes her head, "Definitely not."

Van smiles and brings her to his lap, lips close to her ear and his breath hot and voice deep. "What he means to say is you're the bees knees. I think that's the term in style now."

"Nope." Wren releases with a bark of laughter as Van tickles her sides.

Soon she's rescued by Gray as he grabs her arm and pulls her through the bath water and nestles her against his side. "You idiots, obviously she has one classy chassis."

The guys fight to keep a serious face as Wren giggles and laughs at every old-fashioned, silly compliment they give her.

"She's totally fab"

"Totally the bombdigity"

"She's all that and a bag of chips."

"One hot mama!"

"You sure are keen."

"She's a dame with great gams." Gray says as he runs his hands up her legs.

"Foxy."

"Smoking."

Wren places one hand over Gray's mouth, one on Van's and then kissed Ian to get them to stop. Her shoulders tremble with a repressed laugh. As soon as she leans back Ian try's to get out another compliment so she quickly kisses him again.

Soon her hands drop and start to caress their chests, automatically tracing the lines of her marks without even having to look. The hard press of lips, meant to silence Ian's banter, change to passionate caresses of love and desire.

Wren crawls onto Ian's lap, pussy rubbing against his hard erection. Her hands travel further and soon each one is overly full with the pulsing cocks of her other two mates. The soapy water from the bath eases her hands movements as she tugs and squeezes their stiff members.

Water shifts and waves form as their movements grow more spirited. The slosh of water going over the edge and onto the floor is ignored as their passionate cries drown out all other noise.

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