Chapter Seventeen #4

He pulls her head back and spits but she doesn’t swallow.

Instead, he licks along her jaw, to the shell of her ear and then stares deep into her eyes.

“You need all of me to fill you up, don’t you, baby.

Your tummy. Your pussy. Such a needy little slut.

One load of cum wasn’t enough, was it? No, Raven baby, don’t look away. You’re not in trouble. Answer me.”

In his grip, Raven shakes her head. He shakes his head with her, never tearing his eyes away from hers.

“Soon I’m going to fuck your delicious ass, too.

I’m – we’re - going to own every delicious inch of your body.

Would you like that? Archer in your hot little cunt, me in your fat, tight ass, and Harrington in your perfect throat?

Could you take it baby? All that pain of being stretched out and used like the sick little slut you are? ”

Her tongue wiggles, tears falling, thighs trembling.

“Uh-uh, baby.” He adds more spit and then shoves two fingers into her mouth, finger-fucking it, the rhythm the same as his thrusts. “It’s what you want isn’t it? My cum? You need it, don’t you baby?

Her eyelids flutter but never close. “Mmhmm.”

“Such a good girl. Swallow.”

Her lips close around his fingers and her throat bobs.

“Are you ready for my cum?

She nods again.

“I need you to come with me, baby. Play with yourself and kiss me. I got you. Rub this sweet little pussy for me.”

She does, her fingers disappear between their bodies just as his tongue delves into her mouth. The sounds of skin slapping against skin, his grunts and her soft moans fill the air just like their pheromones and I can’t look away from the act of their souls attaching.

“That’s it. Give it to me baby. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!” Jonas roars as his entire body goes still, Raven’s shakes, her lips parted in a silent scream and I unload in my hand and on the floor, my knees buckle and I slap my hand against my desk to hold myself up.

He leans over her, spine curved and then we hear the sound of sniffling. He pulls away from her once his dick has softened, our cum leaks out of her and onto my desk, probably ruining the antique wood but I don’t give a fuck .

“Are you okay, sweet girl?” I ask.

Her mouth opens but then, her hands move and her fingers touch her chin and back down. They group, fingertips from both hands touch and she makes little movements. I begin to chuckle and bend to kiss her lips, smoothing down her hair and then wipe her tears away with the pads of my thumbs.

“You sneaky little vixen. I knew you paid attention during your ASL lessons.” I answer. But I had, too. While I didn’t sign, I made sure to learn in case she ever wanted to speak to me, I’m so fucking glad I did.

“What?”

“She said it was too good. Her soul left her body.”

Jonas grins and bites his bottom lip and then leans in to kiss her. “Mine too, baby.”

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We dress her slowly after cleaning her, even though she fought us when we tried to wipe her up.

Her hands signing quickly that she wanted to feel us dripping out of her for the remainder of the day.

While it was hot to me, I reminded her she was wearing a skirt, and that if she walked around campus with blood and cum running down her leg, things would not look good for Jonas.

To which he fist-bumped me and she dramatically signed that we were breaking her heart.

“Make sure she voids her bladder when you get back to her dorm.” I order Jonas.

“I should probably get some Plan-B, huh?”

I arch a brow. “Whatever for? That’s a hormone bomb.”

“We… came inside of her?” Jonas looks at me as though I’m either stupid or ridiculous.

I chuckle. “I’ve had her on birth-control for the last four years. There are incidents that happen at Lorne Wood between patients, that sometimes lead to wanted or unwanted pregnancies. I just inserted the other one before she left Lorne Wood.”

He looks me up and down. He’s about three inches or so taller than me. “You’ve really been taking care of her all this time, huh? ”

I nod. “More than you know, Jonas. Come back and see me, okay? We have a lot to talk about.”

“Concerning her?”

“Concerning everything.” I reply honestly. “I know you have a lot of thoughts about what’s to happen. Her, her list, the Syndicate, Harrington.”

Jonas shakes his head. “Harrington can’t know.

Not yet. He’s former FBI. You asked where my loyalties lie?

With her. Fuck the Syndicate. I never wanted to join their stupid brotherhood.

I don’t care about wealth or power. I’m grateful to my parents, I am.

But if I would have known what came along with being a part of the elite, I would’ve begged to stay in the system. ”

“I’m glad you agree that Harrington must be kept in the dark about this until the appropriate time. It won’t be a secret we can keep for long, but we’ll have to find out where his loyalties lie. He absolutely abhors the wealthy and that may be something we can work to our advantage.”

“I know who’s next on her list, Damon.”

I look at him questioningly.

“Tyler Prescott.”

I nod, reaching over and playing with one of Raven’s nipples. Her eyes close, and Jonas lifts up her shirt, displaying her for us. I lean down, tugging her in my mouth.

“Raven?” Jonas speaks her name like a prayer.

“Hmm?”

“When you were at Lorne Wood, did you know Tyler Prescott was forced to come out?”

I pop up my head just as her brown eyes widen and she shakes her head.

“So then, you don’t know he was forced to come out because he was caught getting fucked by your brother, Axel, at the annual Homecoming Masquerade Ball.”

Raven goes into a state of shock with the news and she begins to shake her head wildly, then her hands come up in a frenzy, signing, and I interpret for her.

But Axel isn’t gay. He’s always had girlfriends .

Jonas shakes his head. “The pictures that came out didn’t show his face. Axel protected himself by wearing one of those old doctor masks from the bubonic plague.”

Her face becomes angry. Well then how do you know it was Axel?

Jonas sighs. “Because he was dating my sister, Cadence, when it happened. She saw him without the mask before they arrived at the ball, when he put it on before he disappeared and then saw when he threw it in the trash before getting back to her. Once those pictures came out, she confronted him about them, he denied it, gaslit her for months about it until she broke up with him.”

So, what then, Axel is gay?

Jonas shakes his head. “I think he knew Tyler had something to do with your accident and tried to hurt him the only way he knew how. You know how the Prescott’s are.

Tyler was betrothed… I don’t know to who, but his marriage was already set up by his parents.

Rumor was, it was some duchess in England.

But once those pictures came out, it was called off. ”

Raven pulls the hem of her shirt down and stands. I have a lot to think about. The funeral is in two days. He and his family will be here tomorrow. I… I won’t be able to seduce Tyler, will I?

“Do you have a membership at Inferno?” I ask Jonas.

“Yeah, of course.” He answers, not looking away from Raven.

“I could probably seduce him. If you can get him there.” I reply.

“Getting him there won’t be a problem,” He shakes his head, brown hair falling forward. “The issue is the Prescott’s are entirely too untrusting. It… it would have to be me.” He swallows.

Take me with you.

“No, baby.”

Take me with you. I’ll wear a disguise. The women that go there wear disguises all the time, don’t they? Convince him I want to watch.

“Tyler stays at a penthouse in De Novo. His parent’s stay at their house in Salem when they come to town.”

Perfect. We’ll get a room there. You lure him back. I’ll take care of the rest . Raven signs almost too quickly .

I shake my head. “I think… I think it would be more convincing if…”

Together, we devise a plan. A sick, twisted, plan that makes Jonas’ face scrunch up at me.

But every time Raven touches him, he leans into her, letting her touch be the calm in his storm.

In the end, he doesn’t look disgusted or in pain.

He looks determined, sure of himself, and even more in love with our dirty little bird.

We fuck Raven once more before they leave my office, he takes her from behind and I finally get to feel the soft velvety slickness of her warm, wet, wanton mouth. I almost want to thank Harrington for being such a thorough professor.

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