Chapter Eleven #2
I drag my head back and take him in again, just as deep, swirling my tongue underneath the tip of his cock, massaging him as Damon rocks into me from below and Jonas continues the torturous lashes of his tongue.
I moan around Maverick, pulling back and hollowing my cheeks, only to take him as far as I can every time, watching his face contort in love and awe…
but the beast in him I adore flashes in his eyes, making his jade eyes turn a wicked shade of peridot.
He grits his teeth together, jaw flexing, but I already know what he needs.
My eyes flutter at the pleasure of being licked, and the stretch of Damon’s girth softly pounding into me.
I gaze up at the monster above me and smirk.
I watch the muscles of his jaw tic and his nose scrunches up just a bit.
Oopsies… I gasp and Damon keeps Jonas licking me as I rock my hips and I let out a long moan like a purr that fills the cabin around the head of his cock.
“Damon let him go. Seems our wife wants to play a very dangerous game.”
I shake my head, feigning innocence.
Maverick slips away from my mouth which I let go with a slight ‘pop’ before settling on the ground between my thighs, shoving them wider apart. He taps the head of his dick on my sensitive flesh then drives into me in one. Full. Merciless thrust.
I squeal and my hips jerk but between him and Damon holding my thighs I only go so far.
“That’s fucking right, Angel,” he smacks my clit. “Just a bad, bad, bad girl for me, aren’t you?”
“No,” I lie with a groan, trying to buck my hips, to seek more of him, but he neither of them let me.
He thumbs my lower lips and then my clit, rubbing slow circles on the swollen bundle of nerves.
“Such a beautiful little pussy…” thrust “so delicate…” thrust “So plush” thrust “and yet-” he draws his hips back and punches into me roughly. “Attached to such an evil little creature. Always so bad for me Raven…”
“Maverick!”
“Shhh. Take it, Siren. You wanted to play?”
“No!” I lie terribly.
He chuckles darkly, and Damon begins to match him stroke for stroke, Jonas reaches to play with my clit. My eyes flutter closed. “Eyes on me, Raven. That’s right. Jonas-” he pulls out and Jonas disappears for a second to grab the bottle of lube and pours it over me as if I’m not already wet enough.
Oh my god. My eyes widen. They’re going to kill me on our wedding night. I married very, very evil, beautiful men. I am so very happy. What a wonderful way to die: Death by Dick.
“Shhh… Amourette… Such a beautiful little wife. Made for us to breed you. Look at how you have us, Little Bird. Look at what you’ve done to us.
These are the consequences of your actions…
” Damon whispers in my ear then kisses my cheek.
“Your ass is fucking divine, Raven. I’m going to fill you with so much cum, Amourette.
You’re going to get off this plane leaking from every hole.
A divine beauty thoroughly fucked to within an inch of your life thirty-thousand feet in the air.
Si aimé, mon ravissement, tu es si aimé.
” So loved, my rapture, you are so loved.
Maverick’s pace slows when tears fall at Damon’s words but not because my heart is leaking through my eyes, but because he’s making room so Jonas can join him. “Goddammit.”
“Oh, holy fuck.” Jonas groans.
My head lolls back against Damon at the intense pressure and the stretch of having Jonas join Maverick.
Damon shushes me again. “You’ve done this before, Amourette. Such a beautiful, gorgeous slut for your husbands.”
“Damon! S-so f-full!”
“Shhh… I know, Little Love, but you’re perfect. Relax… putain… that’s it my love… just a bit more. I can feel Jonas and your heart like this, and it drives me insane, Raven. I fucking love you so much.” He peppers my temple with soft kisses but the grip he has on me turns brutal.
Sweat mists my brow as I relax, with Jonas above me.
He kisses me then Damon hungrily but I reach out and feel for Maverick.
I need to touch him. I need to feel him.
His hand finds mine and I squeeze it, as each pump and pistoning of their hips grows deeper, harder, and my moans turn into pleas for more.
I grasp at Jonas’ muscular ass, digging my nails into him as my third orgasm of the night hits me out of nowhere and liquid heat squirts out of me, landing on Jonas’ washboard abs.
“Fuck, that’s so hot. I love that. Do it again baby, squirt for Maverick, you get so.
. Fuuucccckkkk yessssss. Goood fuuuccckkkiinnnggg girrrrrllll.
Fuck. I’m gonna come. Oh my god, Raven. Baby.
I’m gonna… ugh, fuck. That’s it. God, you’re squeezing so tight.
Damon-Maverick-” he stammers above me, eyes wide and brows furrowed.
“Such a good boy, fill her up demi-dieu.” Damon coos from behind me. “Come here. Kiss me while you use our wife’s sweet pussy to come.” He fucks into me deeper from below.
Jonas does as he’s told, leaning over me, sweat-misted body covering me.
“But I need it.” He whines softly, but keeps pumping his hips, dragging the head of his cock over and over my G-spot.
Then goes back to switching his kisses between me and Damon.
It’s so dirty, so raw, so beautiful. Their love is so tangible it brings tears to my eyes. I love them so much.
I am so crazy for all of them.
I squeeze Maverick’s hand, letting it go to pull him closer to me. He twists over Jonas’ big body putting more pressure on me. I suffocate in their madness, completely aware that I am exactly where I want to be; lost in my men.
I stare into those wicked grin eyes of his as I lick up Jonas’ bicep. “I love you.” My eyes roll back when I’m thrusted into harder. God yes. “Jonas,” I gasp, “I love you. Damon!”
Jonas erupts with a roar, shaking above me, biceps flexing with each throb of his dick. He slips out of me and beside Damon but he doesn’t stop playing with me. His hands skim every inch of my sweat-misted body, landing back on my clit, murmuring praises.
Maverick’s jaw loosens just a bit, then flexes as he lowers it, plush lips parting.
He looks proud of me. His burning gaze is so full of lust and love, even though I know whatever is going to come out of his mouth is going to be filthy and partially condescending.
But I'm going to love it anyway. “Just a filthy fucking girl. Just look at your pussy, clamping around me, sucking me deeper. Is that what you want?”
“Please! I w-want my h-husbands to come with me! Please!” I beg, clawing at the muscles beneath his shoulder blades to his ribs. He likes to hurt me - I love to show him how beautiful his beast really is.
With Damon’s erect dick still in my ass, Jonas’ fingers playing with my clit, Maverick yanks me up to him so we’re nose-to-nose and takes my mouth. Damon continues pumping into me and I swear I purr from the change of angle.
“Christ, Maverick.” Damon grunts.
“Such a pretty girl. That’s it. Fuck me back, Siren. You take my dick so fucking good.”
“Maverick!”
The rumble in Maverick’s chest is dangerous. “Our wife is such a slut for her men. Now make a mess of me. Show me your love, Raven. There you go. Fuck. Siren. Don’t stop, Damon. I can feel her. Keep… Christ. Fuck. There you go… FUCK.”
Their names rip out of my throat in a broken, raspy scream.
Stars in every color shoot across my vision, blurring it.
Every ounce of whatever is in me- hellfire- sin- liquid heat- comes out of me so strongly I tremble, locking up with a shattered gasp that feels like every single one of my organs is seizing as Damon and Maverick pulsate inside of me.
With a shiver, I black out.