Chapter Twenty #2
“Baby? What’s your name? Hmm?” Jonas asks.
He crawls on the bed beside her and starts kissing up her leg and up her thigh.
“Teach me how to sign your name, baby. What is it? Show me.” He spreads her thighs open and her resolve falters when he licks her bare pussy lips.
“Spread them further baby, let me see you.”
She obeys him and I roll my eyes.
“Fuck, I could eat you all day. C’mon baby. Show me your name.”
She shakes her head.
Jonas pulls her down to him, shoving her legs farther apart. She makes the sign for a kiss. He winks at her, “I know that one. How’s this, you tell the good doctor every letter of your name… and I’ll spell it in cursive with my tongue?”
And so we begin the game.
S-I-C-K
I grow harder with each letter, unwrapping the towel from my body and letting it fall to the ground.
L-I-T-T-L-E
Her legs tremble, and Jonas flips her around, pulling her up on all fours aggressively, spreads her cheeks apart and dives in. She keeps one hand up to continue signing.
S-L-U-T
“Fuck yes you are my sick little slut.” He rims her ass with a finger, pushing it until the last knuckle, spitting on it and adding another finger. “Damon, get over here.”
I do and lay on the bed. He maneuvers her over me. I angle my cock to her entrance and she sinks down on me. I tilt my head back at the tight pressure around my cock. Fucking heaven .
“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.
I had 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.
________
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 navigation system 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.
I punch in the gate code, the garage immediately accepting us by opening its door. We set our things down at the entry and she grabs us by the hands, leading us upstairs. I go to her medicine cabinet and pull out an oxy, giving her only one for pain. She takes it but refuses the sleep medication.
We all climb into her large bed big enough for five. When I ask her why it’s so big, she says she always wanted a dog or two and she wanted them to be able to sleep with her comfortably.
When she finally drifts off to sleep, I hear a restless Jonas toss and turn. “What is it?”
“Are you still sure about Maverick?”
I inhale deeply and rub my eyes with my thumb and forefinger.
“No. I’m not,” I answer honestly. “But I know men like Harrington. If this were the animal kingdom, Maverick would be an apex predator. He’s caught her scent and had a taste of her.
He wants her. Badly. I think, with enough reason, and maybe a few threats and possibly blackmail, and just Raven being herself, there’s a chance he won’t betray her or us. ”
“But you think she needs him?”
I sigh and look up at the glowing constellations on her ceiling. “I think, a part of her needs what we can’t offer. You and I cater to her. She has us wrapped around her pussy and her little finger-“
“And now her ass.”
I scoff. “Yeah, that too. He can fully discipline her and have no qualms about it. We see one of her tears and we break for her. He sees them and gets hard.”
“That’s so fucked up.” He replies.
“You have no idea how fucked up a man like Harrington truly is.” I reply, tucking Raven in closer to me, letting myself relish in the fact that I’m finally, finally laying in a bed next to my little bird, cage free.
The way it was always meant to be… even if the dog she wanted came in the form of a wide receiver that snores.
We wake up to a loud banging sound just a few short hours later… Raven’s gone.