Chapter Nineteen
Damon.
It has been four days since Lorne Wood PD found Sofia’s body swaying and Raven opted for cremation.
Her grandfather attended the funeral and stayed with us for a few days.
While we loved having her grandfather here, I did not like that she was with him every waking moment.
And now… I’m at work. Granted, it’s close to the end of day and Rebekah, my secretary, is already leading my last patient of the day out of the building to lock up behind him.
But it’s Friday night, Jonas does not have a game as he played last night, and my devious little wife has something new for us to try. And I am… excited. The knowledge of what’s waiting for me at home has made me fidgety.
I race home as soon as I’m done writing my notes and entering them where they belong.
I find them in what Maverick calls the ‘dark room.’ A place to try new things and explore… different avenues. Maverick has been the most enthusiastic about filling it with toys and… things of his nature. The last of a few things he’s ordered and assembled being a… swing.
A swing where Jonas is currently already relaxed and being pleasured by my sweet Amourette’s mouth, on her knees, naked. His head is thrown back, one of her hands is cupping his balls and the other is… well… preparing him.
“Oh… fuck, baby. Your fingers are so small compared to Damon’s.
” He lets out a soft moan as Raven reaches for the bottle of lubricant, withdrawing her fingers, adding more, and gently pushing into his puckered hole.
Her mouth dives back to the head of his engorged, throbbing cock.
By the way my petit Demi-dieux sighs happily, murmuring praises, and draws in a breath, abs flexing, I know my little vixen is doing that little S wiggle she does along his shaft.
It also makes me come undone.
I stand next to her and she blinks up at me. I can tell she’s smiling around Jonas’ girth because the corners of those caramel eyes crinkle. “Stand, Amourette, let me prepare you for this next thing. No. Don't stop pleasuring him. He needs to be ready to take you. Good. That’s it, deeper.”
She obeys me, pushing her fingers deeper into him, then takes his length back into her mouth.
Jonas bites his lip, those large incisors of his fang-like when he beams sweetly up at me.
His gaze, while playful, is still filled with desire and fuck if it doesn’t make my heart slow just a fraction.
I lean over to kiss his soft lips and he grins against mine. “You’re sure you want this, Pup?”
He huffs out a laugh. “Won’t know until we try.
And you know my motto- try everything three times to make sure.
Besides, what can go wrong? You’ll be here the entire time, right?
” He moves his bound legs in the swing which causes him to gasp in pleasure and makes my sinful little bird gag. “In case I fall or something?”
“Yes, Jonas. I’ll be here every step of the way.” The trust he has in me, in her, is so completely tangible- visible in the way he’s let our beautiful wife restrain both his hands and his ankles to the swing, relinquishing total control to us. My brave pup.
His eyes roll back and every taut muscle in his abdomen to his chest ripples. “Oh my god, baby… fuck. Don't stop.”
I grin casually and reach over to the large bed where a harness and a small dildo are waiting for me to put on my wife.
I grab it, turn, have her stand up straight, leaving Jonas a gasping, whining mess when she pulls away from him.
I strap one end of it over one thigh, the other, and then around her hips, making sure it's at an appropriate length where she won't chafe.
As always, she's still mine to protect and I want this to be as pleasant for her as it will be for him. Our husband.
Jonas’ eyes flare with desire and the muscles in his jaw tic. “Should this be so hot to me? Raven baby… you look so bad for me. Dangerous. Do it. I want this so bad. Damon-”
“Patience, demi-Dieu.” I kick the foot stool closer so Raven can stand on it.
I grab the lube and pour a generous amount over her silicon cock (not that Jonas needs it, I can see him glistening in the dim lighting of the room) and stroke her which makes her smile up at me, leaning in for a kiss.
I moan into her mouth when she opens up for me and I plunge my tongue into her silky mouth, growing harder in my slacks.
“Fuck, you guys are so hot…”
“Now, Amourette, remove your fingers and gently guide yourself… that's it. Such a good girl. Now, stroke him while you pump your hips. You hear how our husband moans for you?”
“Yes…” she whispers, looking down at him. “Such a pretty husband… Beautiful Jonas.”
Jonas blushes at her words and smiles deeply.
I chuckle darkly, slide her hair to her other shoulder and press a kiss atop it. “That he is, Amourette. Jonas, keep telling her how you like it, she's a… fast learner.”
His directions are mixed with praise and I take the moment to lose my clothes and sink to my knees behind my wife. “Lean forward and grab onto Jonas’ hands, Little Bird.” She does so and the change of angle makes Jonas cry out.
I would say something but I'm too preoccupied at the vision of Raven's weeping cunt practically begging for my mouth. Using my thumbs, I spread her ass father apart, kiss her bare pussy lips, darting my tongue out to clean her up and groan at the taste of her ambrosia on my tongue.
Raven shouts my name like a curse, every piston of her hips causes her clit to bounce on my tongue and the groans coming from above are nothing but relentless, saccharine tribulations that send hot, licks down my abdomen, coiling.
It is enough. I stand, fist my cock, and guide myself to her hot, sopping wet entrance, peppering kisses along her shoulder, grab the flesh of her hips and shove every fucking inch of myself into my wife’s perfect cunt with a tortured, “Putain, Amourette!”
“Oh, fuck!” Jonas groans. “Do that again. Christ. You’re so sweet baby but let Daddy fuck us the way he needs.”
My eyes cross at the word ‘Daddy,’ and I grab onto Raven’s hips a little tighter. “This will be just like the way I took him our first time. Do you remember, Little Love?”
“Yes!” She gasps when I plunge into her again and again, looking over her shoulder to keep my eyes on my pup. Every sinewy muscle glistens with sweat, a beautiful demigod, all-powerful at my twisted little bird’s mercy… and mine.
I let go of one hip, to reach around fist Jonas. The tip of him is weeping, sticky, and so, so needy. “Perfect. Now fuck yourself on my cock while I stroke Jonas. That’s it, my beautiful wife. God, yes. Jonas?”
“Fuck, yeah. Don’t… oh… fuuuck. Just don’t stop.” He nods his head frantically while Raven figures out to pull on the swing to help her technique, pussy gripping me while she fucks into Jonas. “Oh my god, I’m gonna come.”
“Don’t you dare!” I command, powering into Raven.
Jonas shakes his head, letting out a feral growl, grasping at the restraints for dear life.
“I can’t. She hasn’t said it. You know I can’t.
Oh fuck. I can’t. Raven, baby, I need to be inside of you.
Please? I want you both to fuck me.” Sweat coats his forehead, meadow eyes bouncing between us and I relent.
While I help Jonas out of the swing, Raven removes her harness.
I put on a condom, have Jonas lie on the bed, propped on the pillows, knees to his chest, and Raven straddles him facing me. They both moan when she impales herself on him, and I curse when I sink into Jonas’ barely abused hole. She was so sweet to him. I will not be.
Raven’s arms go around my torso, hands landing on my shoulders, taut nipples against my chest and when my hands go to find purchase on the flare of her hips, Jonas’ hands are already there.
Our fingers intertwine, and my lips lock with Amourette’s.
Every bounce of hers is met with each pump of my hips and Jonas’ groans grow louder, needier…
begging so sweetly. In turn causing Raven to kiss me more savagely, tongue twisting and colliding with mine.
Her fingernails tear into the skin of my back.
We’re a rolling ocean set to drown the world.
“Mon petit oiseau tordu et mon précieux demi-dieu, belles ames tordues.” My twisted little bird and my precious demigod, beautiful, twisted souls.
Raven is the first to break, her orgasm coming with the harshest, raspiest, “I love you!” as she shudders in my arms, back bowing forward, head in my neck, nails in my back, and Jonas’ fingers almost break mine when he comes, I see and feel the crashing of his waves but I’m not done.
I have our wife settle against his chest, when his cock slips out, I tear off my condom and fuck the river of his cum flowing out of her hot cunt back into her.
I’m disgusting. And yet, knowing it’s my husband’s cum I’m fucking into my beautiful wife as her pussy begins to spasm and flutter around me, Jonas’ fingers dancing on her engorged clit, his sweet, perverse words encouraging her to come for me makes my vision blur and my hips stutter as my seed coats her insides.
Heart racing, blood pounding in my ears, I collapse beside my partners and catch my breath. Raven snuggles into me. Jonas turns to the side, putting an arm over her, and places his hand on my stomach. I am fully aware these two will be the death of me.
But at least I’ll die happily and so very, very loved. Of that, I am so very sure of.