“What’s going on here?” Micah asks.
“I guess you are both in time to have a look. Up you get, baby. Let me show you my artwork.”
Scooting back, I hop off the bed and help Willow up. She tries to cover herself, but she thinks twice and drops her arms.
“Good girl,” I whisper, and she shivers at my words.
We walk to the en suite, and I stand behind her. I watch as she reads what I have written, and her eyes water.
“No one has ever made me feel like this before,” she whispers, running her fingers over the words. Micah and Zac stand in the doorway, watching quietly.
“Every word is true, and if you don’t believe it, I will write them on you every day if that’s what it takes.”
She giggles. “I think using your words would be better—it might take a while to wash this markeroff.”
Her fingers slide down her stomach until they land on my name, and she giggles. “Yours, huh?”
Her eyes meet mine in the mirror, and I nod with a shit-eating grin. “I’m hoping so. I know this is overwhelming, especially with the three of us all coming on so strong, but I can promise it’s not as hard as it sounds. Out of all of us, I’m actually the neediest—I love to cuddle a lot.”
“What about sex?” she asks. “Won’t adding me to your relationship make it weird?”
“Who you have sex with and when would be entirely up to you—the same as it is for us. Sometimes we have group sex, other times we seek the one we need in that moment. Like just now, those two were banging.”
Willow looks over at Zac and Micah.
“We were. I get in my head sometimes, and Micah tells me what to do. Giving him control stops me from overthinking,” Zac admits.
“You will have all the time in the world to figure out if this kind of relationship is for you, but just know, now that we are in your life, good luck getting rid of us.”
Willow laughs at Micah, but his words couldn’t be truer.
“We would love an opportunity to get to know you,” I say, letting the enthusiasm in my voicereflect how keen I am. “Will everything be rainbows and butterflies? It’s unlikely. But please give us a chance to show you how worthy you are. You might see this face and muscles, but underneath I’m a needy slob. I forget to put my dirty washing in the hamper, and if it wasn’t for Micah, I would never have clean clothes for work. Zac never has matching socks—I don’t even understand how he loses them. And he is insecure, while Micah is the jealous type, but he is also our protector.”
Willow nods. “Okay.”
My eyes widen and excitement oozes out of me. I would never admit to it, but a little squeal also escapes. “Okay, as in... you’ll give us a chance?”
She nods, and I wrap my arms around her waist and squeeze. “You won’t regret this.”
“She might when our families show up,” Micah says.
“I can’t promise I won’t throw hands if anyone says something stupid,” Zac adds, and both Micah and I laugh. We know he’s serious.
“Why don’t we start by telling them about us three? Let them lose their minds over that first. We could always save telling them about Willow for Christmas.”
“No,” Willow says, straightening, and she rolls her shoulders back. “If we are doing this, we stand together. I have spent years trying to be what theywanted and look where it has gotten me. You three have made me feel so special in a way I have never felt before.”
Micah and Zac move to stand beside us, and all four of us look at each other in the mirror.
“Maybe we should show you exactly how special you are,” I whisper in her ear.
“Or...” she says with a mischievous smile, her face turning a pretty shade of pink. “You three can show me how you fuck when I’m not around.”
“Anything for you, baby, as long as you promise to touch yourself. Let us smell pussy in the air.” Before anyone can say anything else, I step back and drop my clothes to the floor—pants, shirt, everything until I’m naked.
Micah grabs my arm and rips me from the bathroom, manhandling me all the way to the bed, where he pushes me down onto my back, and my cock stands at attention.
“You want a show? We’ll give you one. Take those panties off and sit in that chair, legs over the armrests,” Zac demands, and when I look around Micah’s large body, she is already removing her underwear. Zac is positioning the armchair where I can see her, and fuck, she’s a glorious sight as she follows his orders. Our girl has her legs spread just for us. “One day soon, I want you tied to a chair just like the daywe met, but this time we won’t be untying you quite so quickly.”
