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“Sit on his dick baby. I wanted to be so patient with you. I tried. I really did… I wanted to warm you up but I think I’m as sick as you are.”

I can feel his fingers through that very thin wall separating us. He pushes her forward so her breasts resting on my chest. He disappears behind her and then pops back up, entirely nude. I hear the click of a bottle and she hisses. “I know, baby. Let me in, okay? Keep riding him and I want you to push when you feel me back here.”

Jonas straddles my legs and I feel Raven tense around me, gasping, eyes widening. I take her lips with mine, shoving my tongue deep in her mouth. Her hips move, rocking with me, fucking us both back.

“Fuuuuuucccckkkk Raven baby. Fuck you’re so goddamn perfect. Jesus Christ.”

The pressure gets almost painfully tighter, feeling his mushroom tip of his cock glide back and forth against mine through her wall. Every sensation zapping throughout my body like currents of electricity, shocking me back to life.

“You’re doing so good, Amourette.” I praise. She pushes up, her breasts swaying in my face and I tug one and then the other. “Je t’adore.” I whisper, flicking my tongue from one nipple to the other.

He gathers her wet hair out of her face. “Just a little more baby. Fuck, I’m not gonna last. It’s too good.”

“Jonas-“ I growl when I feel her begin to pulsate around me and my balls draw up.

“You’re gonna cum the first time you’re getting fucked in the ass, baby?”

“Jonas!” She rasps, nails clawing into my chest. “Damon!”

“Christ!” I growl, when she says my name I push up with my heels, shoving all of me inside of her, spilling into her so roughly I can barely feel her milking me. My vision blurs until she’s only an outline with each spurt.

“You really are a sick little slut. Fuck I can feel you. Right there baby. Let it go. Come for us. Yes.” The laugh that leaves Jonas is like a soul liberated from its confines. “Don’t fucking stop. Right there. Fuck. Raven!” He roars, his entire body shaking just as mine stops.

Jonas goes limp, and let’s his body roll over beside me, taking her with him. She gasps when she and I dislodge, Jonas staying inside of her. She’s panting, I’m panting. Jonas is… staring at her in awe, like he always does after sex. She grins at me lazily and signs.Can we go home now?

“How’s your leg?”

“Hurts.” She whispers.

“I’ll help it better tomorrow morning. We can’t have you limping around campus.”

“I’ll carry her.” Jonas moans sleepily. “She can be my backpack.”

I kiss my little love, pull her hand up to mine and kiss every single one of her murderous fingers. “Are you okay? Mentally?”

When I was… about to… strangle him, on the bed, I changed my mind at the last minute.

“Oh?”

“Fuck I gotta learn to sign.”

“She’s saying she changed her mind about the location of his death at the last minute.”

“Oh?” Jonas gets up on an elbow and looks at her, still with awe.

Ihad a memory. I think he was the one that broke my leg. They had suggested to just throw me off into the ravine and have me float down… but he said that I would be dead by Monday morning. So I pulled him all the way to the bathtub.

I translate for Jonas and then say, “Oh, little bird.”

“Raven baby, he’s… his stats in college were six-foot-four and like, two-fifty. You carried him all the way to the bathroom? That’s impressive.”

She nods and points to her leg.

“Hurts. Yeah, c’mon. Let’s get you cleaned up and go so I can get you better. Besides, we don’t want to be here when they find the body,” Jonas say, getting up and we follow.

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We return the car, grab a taxi back to campus and then load up into Raven’s Rover, surprised to find the address already in the navigationsystem along with Hartford and RMU. The ride to the lake house is pleasant at close to four AM. She stares out the window as we drive over the bridge, staring out into the inky black water. I can tell she’s exhausted but she has severe FOMO. She’s tense and I wish I could read her mind.

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