Love

by Jaxon, Andi

Maybe now she will know what it feels like to be on the receiving end of that noise. Avery and Amber have a silent conversation before Avery leans down, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

  “Sure,” she says as Amber hops off my lap and they both head into the bedroom.

  “But your Beef Whistle there has to keep to himself,” Avery tells me.

  A huge smile takes over my face.

  “I’ll try to keep him in check, but he does have a mind of his own.”

  We all chuckle as the girls go about their routine, getting ready for bed. I take off my shirt and jeans, grabbing a pair of sweatpants off the floor. We don’t wear clothes often when we’re together, but I do have a few things still here.

  Once the girls are changed, we all settle into their king size bed. Me in the middle, flanked by each one of my girls on either side. They both hook a leg over one of mine and hold hands across my stomach, while I wrap my arms around them. The tv is on, but there is nothing in particular that we’re watching. It only takes a few minutes before all three of us fall asleep.

  7

  Avery

  I wake the next morning in a pile of arms and legs. Before I can even open my eyes, I hear Charlie start to grumble.

  “Whatever it is, it can wait. It’s too damn early to move.”

  “Shut up! I don’t want to deal with Bitchzilla before she has her morning coffee.” I reply, peeking over his body to make sure Amber is still asleep.

  He tries to pull me back into his chest, but I gently push him back down.

  “I know something else we can do while we wait for her to wake up.”

  He whispers into my ear as he begins to nibble. Slowly caressing his fingers down my body and across my stomach. I stop his hand before he can reach my pussy, already dripping wet with need.

  “Hold that thought, I’ll start the coffee, then you can wake her up.”

  I unravel his arms from my waist and try to wiggle out the bed. Once I have successfully gotten out of bed without waking the she-beast, I head toward the kitchen. Before I make it out the room, I glance over my shoulder to see Charlie and Amber snuggling, on their way back to sleep.

  I make it to the kitchen and start the coffee, but I can’t shake these feelings. I know that Amber loves me as much as I love her, she’s my world. Now Charlie comes into the picture and sets off a bomb of emotions in both of us that I for one am not ready to deal with. I need both of them, I love both of them, but in all honesty, do they love me?

  I hear the coffee machine beep, signaling the coffee is finally finished. Pouring us each a cup of coffee, I grab a tray and add a couple of pieces of fruit from the counter before heading back to the room. As I approach the bedroom door, I hear Amber’s soft mewling.

  “I guess they started without me,” I mumble to myself.

  I head in to find Amber, naked and riding Charlie’s face as he sucks the delicious juices from her pussy. The memory of how she tastes is forever branded in my mind, but I’m not given that pleasure as often as I would like.

  AMBER

  Scrambling to get off of Charlie, I slide off the bed, following her into the hallway and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

  “Getting started without me?” Avery snarks, aggravation clear with her arms crossed over her chest.

  “We were just getting warmed up while we waited for you.”

  Is she jealous? Just the thought brings a smile to my face. Avery has never had to share me with anyone, let alone someone she won't even admit she’s in love with.

  “What happened to ‘no playing while the other is gone’?”

  “Gone? You were in the kitchen,” I say with a smile.

  Hearing footsteps, I turn to see Charlie leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest.

  “What is this about no touching unless we’re all together?”

  I can’t stop the snort that escapes.

  “I seem to remember a whole lot of pictures during training that were a lot more than selfies.”

  Avery and I both start to chuckle. “You’ve got us there.”

  “Wait, you guys aren’t bumping uglies while I’m not here?” Charlie asks.

  “That’s what Amber and I decided,” Avery replied.

  Charlie almost looks insulted, “How do you keep your hands off of each other, I can barely handle it myself.”

  I see the confusion in his eyes, so I try to explain.

  “When you’re in training or deployed, that's different. But while you’re home, we don’t fool around without you.”

  “That’s crazy, why would you think that was a good idea? I can’t be here every day.” I can see he’s getting frustrated, trying to understand our motives.

  “We don’t want you to feel shorted, it’s all of us or none of us.”

  Charlie steps toward us and captures Avery’s lips in a passionate kiss. Avery pulls away, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug.

  “Amber, front and center,” Charlie orders.

  Fuck that tone of voice is sexy.

  With one arm wrapped around Avery, he snags my waist with the other, pulling me into him before taking my mouth too.

  Charlie growls before breaking the kiss.

  “When is the last time you two kissed? Just because you wanted to, a deep passionate kiss?” he asks.

  We look at each other and answer in unison, “Last night.”

  “And I missed it?” he replies as if it physically pains him.

  Between us, we feel Charlie harden and his arms tense around us. Looking over at Avery, she has the same idea I do, time for some fun.

  Letting go of Charlie, we lock our lips together. We both moan, deepening the kiss and chuckling as Charlie reached down to adjust himself, releasing each other.

  “Time to get dressed, I’m hungry,” I say, my voice chipper.

  “You do not want her to get hangry,” Avery replies before we walk around him and head to the bedroom.

  It takes Charlie a second to realize that we’re serious. “Are you kidding me?!”

  Avery and I cackle as we pull on clothes and hear him stomp down the hallway to the bathroom.

  8

  Charlie

  These two are going to be the death of me, I swear. Being left hanging after their display in the kitchen was downright wrong! I splash some water on my face and stomp back out of the bathroom.

  “You two better be ready! First food, then you are taking care of business. This was the last time, you leave me wanting,” I yell.

  I get two steps before I’m met by Amber leaning up against the wall in her shorts and a tank top. I growl at her before capturing her mouth, there is nothing sweet about this kiss. We both battle for dominance, bitting and gripping each other like we’re the last two humans on earth. Before things get carried away, I step away from her, smirking as she whimpers. I give her a wink before I turn and head for the door.

  “What the fuck, Spicy Pants!” Where the hell do they get these nicknames from?

  I grab Avery by the hand as I head for the door. “Now you know how it feels. Get your shit, if you’re a good girl, I’ll finger you on the way to breakfast.”

  Avery lets out a full belly laugh as I hear Amber cursing my name while we head toward the jeep.

  * * *

  After eating our fill of pancakes, we decide to head home for a lazy day of movies and hopefully more fucking. What? Seriously, these two are God’s gift to my dick. I need them like air, and I am not ashamed to admit it.

  As we pull into the driveway, my cell rings.

  “What?”

  “Is that any way to answer the phone? You owe me fucker! The least you could do is be nice,” Logan responds.

  I can’t help but chuckle, I swear if I didn’t save his life more than once, he would’ve killed me by now. “What can I do for you?”

  “Katie’s parents have given us free run of their beach house for the weekend, want to cause some trouble?”

  It’s like the word ‘trou
ble’ captures the girl’s attention. They immediately begin to wrestle the phone from my grasp. “What’s this we hear about trouble? Aren’t we invited? Trouble is our middle name, you know,” Avery snarks in the phone.

  I shake my head as I hear Logan begin to chuckle. I’m not going anywhere without them in tow, she must have a few screws loose.

  “My apologies, ma’am. Of course, you’re invited, both of you.”

  The southern twang gets them every time, I watch the light blush spread across Avery’s cheeks before I rip the phone from her grasp. “Stop trying to sweet talk my woman!”

  I don’t even hang up the phone before I am out the door and around to the other side, ripping the passenger door open to get to my girls. I climb into the backseat, straddling Avery’s legs.

  The indescribable rage along with the need to claim what’s mine pumps through my veins.

  “So, you like it when other men call you, ma’am, huh?” I growl.

  Avery smirks at me, snapping my last shred of control. Bracing myself on the seat above her, I lean in, so I encompass her vision.

  “You wanna play games, little girl? You better know who you’re dealing with first.”

  Before she has a chance to respond, I pull her long hair, tilting her face upward and capture her in a searing kiss. She reaches for me, but I capture her hands before she has a chance.

  “No touching, you’ve been a bad girl. Slide down,” I command.

  She seems to think for a moment but soon follows my directions. Sliding down the seat, hips hanging slightly off the edge, legs spread wide with both feet planted on the floor. I pull her arms above her head and wrap the seat belt around her wrists, securing her in place. I’m sure she thinks I’ll fuck her senseless, but I have different plans in mind.

  Glancing over at Amber, I see her rubbing her legs together, seeking relief. I lean over and rub my thumb along the seam of her shorts. Putting just enough pressure on her clit to cause her to whimper.

  “Not your turn. This is what happens when you deny me. You get to watch.”

  It’s time for Avery to pay up. “Open up, Sugar, the only one that’s going to enjoy this, is me.”

  I see the fire ignite in her eyes, but she does as she’s told. Unbuttoning my jeans, I pull my cock out and begin to stroke it from base to tip, gathering pre-cum with each pass. It’s time to remind Avery who she belongs to.

  I wrap Avery’s hair around my hand and slam my cock into her mouth. I thrust in and out, having my way with her, dominating her in the most delicious way possible. She takes it all, fucking her mouth before pulling out and squirting all over her beautiful face and chest.

  If looks could kill, I’d be dead right about now. She loves when I come down her throat, but it wouldn’t be a punishment if I gave her what she wanted now would it?

  AVERY

  “Boy, you didn’t just cum on my face. I’m not a whore.”

  He can tell by my tone that I am not amused by his choice of places for his cum.

  How dare he treat me like some bitch he got off the street!

  He leans down, so he is only inches from my face, “That’s right, you’re not a whore. You’re fucking mine.

  I can’t help but smirk. Little Charlie is jealous.

  “Get this shit off my face,” I demand.

  “Little girl you’re in no place to make demands. If you want it off, lick it off. I know you’re desperate for my cum to be dripping down your throat.”

  He pins my body against the seat, using his thumb to wipe cum across my lips.

  “Lick it.”

  Locking my eyes with his, I slowly lick the cum off my lips. The taste is salty and bitter as it hits my tongue and he groans before he attacks my lips.

  Without breaking our kiss, he grabs Amber by the ankle jerking her towards us.

  “Take these fucking pants off. Now.”

  Amber raises an eyebrow at me in silent question, I nod my head in the affirmative.

  Charlie pulls my hair back, ripping another moan from my throat. “You need to learn who is in charge here little girl.”

  “I love it when you get all demanding, Lamb Chop.” I snark back.

  “Enough!” Charlie shouts causing the windows to shake. “You want to play games, we can play.” He tightens the seat belt around my wrist. “Now sit there and watch me fuck our girl senseless while you can’t do a damn thing about it.”

  I struggle, trying to release my hands as he savagely takes Amber’s mouth in a searing kiss.

  He makes his way down her body, sucking on the skin between his teeth, Amber begs for his touch.

  “You want her, don’t you?” Charlie whispers.

  “Yes,” I beg while pulling at my restraints.

  Twisting my hair around his hand, he forces my head to the side for better access to my neck, marking me, possessing me, just like he did Amber.

  “Who do you belong to?” he growls, bring my head up so I can meet his eyes, dark with want and need.

  “You, we’re yours,” Amber responds for both of us, all I can do is shake my head.

  “Amber, you're going to finger fuck your cunt with your own fingers. If you do a good enough job, I’ll consider letting you cum.”

  Amber sides down, her wetness dripping down to the seat.

  We both watch as she slides her fingers between her folds, causing all of us to moan in pleasure.

  “Sweets, give us a taste,” he demands while resting his chin on my shoulder.

  I watch Amber crawl across the seat, slipping her fingers into Charlie’s mouth.

  “Please,” I beg them both, tears begin to well in my eyes.

  “So beautiful,” Amber whispers, slamming her fingers back into her pussy.

  “Charlie, please. I’ll be good. I promise!”

  I hear Charlie chuckle, suddenly my hands are released as he stands outside the passenger door pulls my hips towards him.

  “Anything, Sugar?”

  Pressing my chest into the seat bench, he rips my shorts down.

  “Oh fuck,” Amber moan’s as her fingers begin to move faster.

  A hard smack landing on my ass before my panties are ripped from my body,

  “Fuck, I love seeing my handprints on your skin,” he growls as he slides his hand between my thighs, flicking my clit.

  Charlie slams into me.

  “Sweets, scoot your ass down here. Sugar, finger her cunt, find her g-spot and get her off. I want her to stain my seat.”

  Charlie slams into me, forcing my fingers further into Amber's cunt, causing both of us to moan.

  Amber cries out in pleasure, body tightening as her orgasm overtakes her.

  “Your turn,” Charlie says before slamming in at a new angle, hitting just the right spot to make me cum.

  Both of us groan, long and loud as we cum. We are a mess of limbs, as we come down bodies weak with pleasure.

  “Alright, time for a nap,” Charlie announces, and we both giggle. I hiss as fabric comes in contact with marks from my spanking.

  As I turn from the jeep, I notice that we’ve drawn a small crowd.

  “That’s all for this show folks, thank you for coming. Enjoy the rest of your day,” Charlie says, along with a shit-eating grin, and a royal wave.

  “Amber put your jeans back on, if anyone sees your glorious ass, Charlie will make us match.” I can’t help the laugh that escapes.

  “Are you fucking kidding me?!”

  AMBER

  I’m going to kill this motherfucker.

  I storm past both of them, rummaging through my purse to locate my cell. There is only one person that will understand how I’m feeling right now. While unlocking the front door, I dial the phone.

  “Katie!” I yell into the phone.

  “What?”

  “This ass just fucked us, OUTSIDE in front of our neighbors! Then told them, ‘hope you enjoyed the show!’”

  All I hear is laughter through the phone.

  “Katie, this
is serious!”

  “What did Charlie do?” Logan asks, but Katie isn’t capable of speech.

  Charlie slides up behind me, pressing his chest flush against my back.

  “Yeah, Sweets, what did I do?”

  “My neighbors got pictures and probably video, Dingus.”

  Silence is all I get from the phone, but I can feel Charlie’s smile.

  “They all know who you belong to now.”

  “They all probably think we’re sluts.”

  Avery comes up in front of me, cups my face and places a soft kiss on my lips.

  “I dare those assholes to say something to either of us. I’ll have their nuts. Fuck ‘em, they don’t matter.”

  Suddenly I hear Katie on the phone, “Oh Fuddruckers, that sounds painful.”

  I can’t help but laugh. “Fuddruckers?”

  Charlie takes the phone before she can respond, “You tell Logan to keep his ‘darlins’ and ‘ma’ams’ to himself.”

  Charlie hangs up and tosses my phone on the couch before looking at us, my head on Avery’s shoulder.

  “You two are exhausting, I need a nap.”

  * * *

  I wake up to a god-awful smell coming from the bedroom.

  “What in the hell is that smell?” Avery mumbles from behind me.

  The last thing I remember is going to sleep after one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. I don’t know how we are going to do it, but we are going to get Charlie back for what he did. Hopefully, we aren’t all over the internet by now.

  “Stop thinking so hard, Amber, we could be famous!”

  “Famous! Bitch, I don’t want to be in some pre-teens browsing history.” I huff as I climb out of bed to investigate what the smell is.

  “Probably not, but Charlie will lose it when he realizes that other men get to see us in all our glory and it's all his fault.”

  A mischievous smile graces my face at the thought, but it’s then I realize that Charlie is missing from the room.

  “Where is Charlie?”