Page 76 of Stutter

“You ever been to Spain, Mav?” I ask.

“No, but I’ll finally be able to use my Spanish.”

“You speak Spanish?” Jonas asks.

“I grew up in Texas. It was either Spanish or French and nobody in our town spoke French.”

“Well, I could teach you.”

“We all can.” Jonas says.

“Quell b-belle idee!” Raven exclaims, bouncing in Maverick’s lap.

“Fuck, angel, stop.” Maverick groans, gripping her hips tightly, baring down so she grinds on him instead.

She moans, leaning back so her hand is on the back of his head, arching so her breasts push out and her toes are on the floor. She looks like a fucking goddess in her oversized hoodie that’s cut so it hangs off one naked shoulder, her tiny little black shorts and her scrunched up black socks. Her hair flows behind her, resting on his shoulder. Tilting her head back, he looks down at her adoringly. “W-won’t you let mmme make mmy sssad man… h-happy?”

“There are various other ways you make me happy, Siren.”

“Yeah baby, I’m so sad, too.” Jonas pouts.

All she has to do is crook her little finger at him and Jonas crawls to her.

In a flash, I watch Maverick pull down her hoodie to reveal her dusty pink nipples pebbled and begging for attention, and Jonas has her shorts down and on the floor next to him.

Animals.

And then of course, I’m quick to join Jonas on the floor and plunge my fingers into her wet heat while he devours her.

I’m a hypocrite, easily seduced and it’s minimally pathetic at just how one little smirk my way has me descending upon her to make her cry out in pleasure. I’m a little upset. This therapy session did not go as planned. And yet… I wouldn’t have it any other way because when my cock is shoved so far down her throat while Maverick takes her ass and Jonas is so deep in her cunt and tears are streaming down her lovely face, she looks up at me like I just made her Christmas and New Year.

All because I’m throwing caution to the wind, not giving a damn about her vocal cords, which are working overtime right now.

Jonas grabs her throat lightly and when he squeezes. “Fuck baby, I can feel both of them inside of you like this. Are you my happy girl?”

She can’t even answer, only more tears run down her beautiful face.

I pull out of her wet heaven. “Answer him, Little Bird.”

“Yes!” she screams out before I shove my cock back into her delicate mouth, watching her lips stretch around me to accommodate my girth and she screams, eyes rolling back, toes curled and the image is so wondrous, so beautiful, like a renaissance painting of devils torturing (worshipping) a woman, my balls tighten up.

“Jonas, switch me. I want to come inside of her. I need to feel her come for me.”

He growls but does it anyway, slamming into her one last time before getting up and trading places with me. I kiss her, licking the essence of my precum and her drool off her lips, so hard watching how it drips down her chin to her naked chest, tits glistening in the twinkling Christmas lights adorning my office.

I give her a warning slide, the fattest part of my dick slipping against her clit and I dip inside, and pull back out, needing to torture her. she whines around Jonas who already looks like he’s losing the battle, telling her how pretty she is. I do it again to watch her little hole contract around nothing, sohungry for me. I bite my lip, holding back a shiver every time I line up to enter her and only stick the tip inside, I know her muffled screams are pleas, and on the last one, I thrust in one, hard jab, feeling Maverick’s length and how much tighter she is because of it, separated by the thin wall of tissue, I thrust again, watching her stretch around me, perfect puffy lips encasing me, her little clit engorged and begging to be played with.

“Fucking hell, Siren.” Maverick grunts, swiping her drool over her tits, pinching them roughly as she tightens around us, her liquid heat gushing out and he begins to pound into her asshole, balls slapping against mine, but I don’t give a fuck. I know this is driving her mad, his frenzy, and my slow strokes. “I’m going to fucking cum so deep in your ass, Raven. So fucking good. I can’t fucking take it.” He groans, and I feel when he begins to thrum, shoving as much of himself as deep as he can, grabbing her tits to hard his knuckles go stark white, and I know she’ll have more loving bruises on her.

She squirts on me again, making a mess, and I lick my thumb and press down on her clit in quick circles as I begin to pump my hips harder. Maverick grabs her thighs and spreads them for me, giving me more access. Jonas comes with a silent roar, his hand fisting her hair and I watch her throat bob as she drinks all of him. I press deeper, harder into her, white hot sensations begin at the base of my spine and my balls draw up, so heavy, so ready to explode and when I do, I creep my mouth down and rove my tongue all over her slick, delicious center, full of me and lick, slurp and lave, cleaning her up until her legs are shaking, shoving three fingers into her slick heat, hooking them, so she can squirt every ounce she has left onto my tongue. I lap up the nectar that shoots out of her as her back arches like she’s being exorcised, and she screams my name clearly.

I lick through the tresses of her orgasm until she’s a limp, sweaty mess. I pull her off Maverick. She gasps when he withdraws, a river of cum leaking from her holes, so beautifully abused. I carry her bridal-style, Jonas opens the door of my office, and we walk past both Kronos and Luci who’ve been patiently waiting by the door and head upstairs where Maverickbegins a bath for her in my large bathtub, and Jonas gets her things ready. I take off the last remaining articles of clothing off her, and dip her into the clear water, take off my clothes and slip in behind her.

I put her hair up before it has a chance to touch the water and pull her to me. “Such a pretty, perfect little Raven.” I murmur to her temple, kissing where the strands are silver. “I love you.”

She hums happily in response.

“Maverick and I are going to start packing. Jet leaves at four. We need to be back in time for my game tomorrow.” Jonas comes to tell me.

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