Chapter Nine
Pops didn’t care that it had only been two weeks, or that Rosie had seemed a little distant. He and the boys had agreed to wait, but he was tired of waiting for life to live itself. He no longer wanted to wait around.
Stepping forward, he dropped the teddy bear on the floor and cupped her face, tilting her head back.
“I love you, Rosie. I want you to be my wife, the mother of my children. I don’t want to wait around anymore. This is why I’ve been quiet. I’ve not wanted to scare you, but I’d love for you to live here. To get rid of your place.”
“What about my shop?” she asked.
“You can keep it. I don’t want you to change anything. Just live with me. Love me, love us.”
The smile on her face gave him hope. He released her, picking up the teddy bear, and removing the ring from the back. Pops had bought the ring a few months ago. The moment he saw it, he’d known it was destined to go on Rosie’s finger.
“Marry me, Rosie. Bind yourself to us.”
Billy, Marshall, Ethan, and Gavin went down on one knee, surrounding her.
“You marry one of us, you marry us all,” Marshall said.
Pops’s heart was pounding, waiting for her answer.
“Yes, of course yes. I’d love to marry you.”
Before he got a chance to pull the ring out of the box, she was on him, wrapping her arms around him, and pressing kisses all over his face. “You silly man. I thought you’d realized that I was nothing special.”
“I think this woman needs a spank,” Gavin said. “Nothing special? You’re perfect, and you’re all ours.”
Pops got to his feet, holding the ring, and kissing her back with a passion that he’d been holding back. It hadn’t been his intention to do so, but he’d done it all the same.
Pops released her, and grabbed her hand, sliding the ring onto her finger.
“I’m going to belong to you.”
“Yes.”
He burst out laughing as she grabbed his shirt and pulled it off his body.
“Now, to make up to me for being so damn distant, make love to me. All of you, at the same time.”
They had been taking turns, making love, and fucking her.
She sank to her knees, opening his jeans, and tugging them down.
None of them needed to be told twice, and within a matter of seconds, they were all naked, apart from Rosie.
The moment she removed Pops’s boxer briefs she wrapped her fingers around his length, and was running her hand up and down. Pre-cum leaked out of the tip, and before he could give her any instruction on what to do, she had her mouth over him, licking the head. He groaned as her teeth scored down the sides of his dick, taking him all the way to the back of her throat, pulling away just before she gagged on the length.
Marshall moved in close, and she reached out, taking his cock, and working the tip. Standing together, she held them both, loving their cocks at the same time. She flicked her tongue on each of them, licking up their pre-cum. He groaned, holding onto her hair, and wrapping it around his wrist.
His cock was so hard. Billy, Ethan, and Gavin, worked together behind her, to remove her clothes and have her completely naked. They used scissors to cut away the fabric of anything that wouldn’t tear, no one stopping her from licking and sucking their cocks.
“She looks so beautiful with her mouth full of cock.”
“I know. She feels fucking good as well.”
Pops pumped into her mouth, loving the sight of their ring on her finger, their claim stopping anyone else from ever having anything to do with her. Rosie finally belonged to all of them, and for that he was thankful. More thankful than he’d ever been in his life.
Billy ran his hand down her back, sliding between her thighs. From the angle Pops was in, he saw everything, and relished the sounds of her pleasure, especially when the vibration of her moans ran up his length from her sucking him.