Page 191 of Redeemed

Haven seems to have gotten more comfortable with us. Since Isaiah found her, she’s always kept herself within arms’ reach of us. Maybe it’s only out of fear, but I think seeing us keep our promise to protect her helped ease some of her distrust in us.

There are dozens of twisted ways I could shatter it. I could put a collar and leash on her and take her for a walk around the neighborhood. I could push her past her limits until she calls her safeword and then ignore it. Or I could smash her phone into pieces so she’d lose her only connection to the outside world.

But for once, I don’t want to hurt her like that. I want her to know she’s safe. I want tobewhat safety means to her.

Lucas groans as he pumps into Haven’s mouth and then keeps himself there. She’s gagging, but he doesn’t seem to care. When she starts kicking and squirming, he pulls out just to slam back into her.

“Hold her down, will you?” he asks me without looking away from her.

With a sigh, I move to the other end of the table and grab Haven’s legs. “You need to give her an out.”

“She has one.”

Just then, Haven slaps the table, and Lucas pulls out. She gags hard, twisting her body away. Lucas drops to his knees and pets her hair while she catches her breath.

“You need to stop?”

Gasping, she shakes her head. “Needed to breathe.”

She takes one last heaving breath before letting Lucas roll her back into position. He rubs his dick over her face, groaning when she licks it.

“You’re going to be late,” I tell him.

“Does it look like I give a fuck?”

Fair enough.

Sliding back into Haven’s mouth, Lucas reaches down her body again. My eyes fall to her cunt, and my dick twitches at how wet she is. Turns out, she really likes struggling against us. She hasn’t admitted it yet, but I see the hunger in her eyes whenever she knows it’s coming.

Haven jumps when Lucas pinches her clit. He does it again, and she lets out a muffled scream, but she doesn’t slap the table.

“Your throat is the perfect fleshlight, little fawn.” Lucas thrusts harder, and then he lets out a low groan.

Haven chokes as he comes down her throat. She tries to kick again, but I’ve still got a firm grip on her legs. Watching her like this, with her pussy glistening, nipples peaked, and skin flushed from arousal, I wish we could keep her forever.

With one last moan, Lucas pulls himself free. He’s still rubbing Haven’s clit, and he keeps going until her back arches from pleasure.

“Lucas,” Haven gasps. “Luc, I’m gonna come, oh—”

With a smirk, Lucas pulls his hand away.

“No,” Haven cries.

“Sorry, little fawn, but I’m already late enough.” He hauls her into a sitting position. “Maybe if you beg nicely, Colton will let you come.”

Glaring, she wipes at her mouth. “Fuck you.”

“Oh, I’m sure you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Haven’s eyes widen, but I’m not sure if it’s out of fear or shock. Her cheeks are already flushed, but now they turn a deeper shade of pink.

None of us have gone that far with her yet. Even though our agreement gives us the room to unless she uses her safeword, we all have a silent agreement that she needs to be eased into that. I don’t really know how to do that, nor do I think I have the patience for it, so I’m waiting for Xander or Lucas to take care of it.

Zipping up his pants, Lucas kisses the top of Haven’s head. “See you later tonight.”

“Have fun,” I call after him as he heads through the kitchen to the mudroom.

“I won’t. Not without Xander.” He slams the door behind him.

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