Page 104 of Stutter

She nods but he slaps her.

“Words, mute.” He rasps.

“Yes, please! Please f-f-fill… my pussy… w-with your c-cum!” She sobs.

“Thatta girl, Raven. Here it comes, deep in your tight, delicious cunt – oh,fuck!” He groans, latching onto her shoulder with his teeth, stilling as Jonas pulls back grinning.

“I didn’t let her come.” He grins proudly.

The beast laves his tongue over his bite soothingly then pulls out of her quickly. Making quick work of unbinding her, and we each do what we need to, to make sure she feels loved and safe. I clean her up and Jonas brings her silky nightgown that drives me crazy.

When she’s cleaned up, she climbs into my lap, straddling me, her arms around my shoulders, her naked sex on my now covered semi-hard dick, and I wrap my arms around her middle. “Merry Christmas, Little Love,” I kiss her nose and nuzzle into the crook of her neck.

“Merry Christ…mas. I love you.”

Those words never fail to warm every vein in my being. I kiss her temple. “You have gifts, Amourette,” I say, nodding at the wrapped boxes underneath the holiday tree.

She looks over at them and her eyes light up as if it’s the first time she’s noticing them and turns in my lap, getting on all fours, to reach for them, flashing me her still puffy pussy and I hiss at the lovely sight. She sits back on my lap and crosses her legs, shaking the small box gently and glances up at me through sooty lashes.

“That one’s from me.” I beam, feeling a weird sense of vulnerability. It’s the first time she’ll be opening a gift from me before me, instead of having to watch through a camera, pretending it was from one of her family members.

She unwraps it slowly, Maverick and Jonas making their way to us and sitting on the rug where we just fucked our sweet girl. She opens the jewelry box, and she turns and hugs me frantically, kissing me all over my face. “Th-thank you, thank you, thank you!” She squirms and I groan.

“You’re very welcome,” I say, kissing her back and pulling the box to pull out the 24kt rose gold charm bracelet I had soldered with a small #19, a football, a stethoscope, a book, a cello, a tiny pair of glasses modeled after Maverick’s, a little Doberman head for Kronos and a silhouette of a cat for Luci. I grab her hand and shut the clasp, loving how beautiful the rose gold looks against her skin. She hugs her hand to her chest, smiling so deeply.

Jonas grabs the box containing his gift next, but he looks nervous. “I think… this is probably the dumbest gift I’ve ever given anyone and I’m sorry it's not as cool as Damon’s.”

She eyes him curiously but takes the gift from him, opening it, and tilts her head back to laugh, the sound so great it makesme smile. She immediately puts on the sweater that’s of the two of them wearing balaclavas and flipping off the camera. She gets out of my lap, runs to her suitcase and pulls out three gift boxes. The one wrapped in blue she gives to Jonas – who opens it greedily and pulls out a sweatshirt covered front and back in pictures of the two of them they’ve taken together of the course of a few months, from sleeve to sleeve, and the words ‘Property of Raven’ in large bold font. He puts it on immediately.

“Can I get this as a shirt, too?” He asks, smoothing the sweatshirt out on his body and pulling her to him for a kiss. She nods, pointing to the box. Sure enough, in his frenzy, Jonas had missed the other small item wrapped in gift tissue. Opening it to reveal a T-shirt version of the sweatshirt. “Fuck yeah!”

Maverick and I chuckle, rolling our eyes when she hands me a box, and judging from it, I already know it’s a timepiece. I open the box that saysBreguet, to see a luxurious watch and before I can thank her, she pulls it out of my hands and takes it out, showing me an engraving on the inside. It’s a date, from almost four years ago. I furrow my brows, confused but she lifts her hands to sign.

That was the day I knew I loved you for sure. It was the day after my parents left Lorne Wood after a visit… and the first time you sat with me in silence. Not asking for more. Just letting me sift through my inner turmoil. I never thought it would be reciprocated, but I loved you.“You once t-told me I w-would never love you mmm… more than you love me… B-but I’ve loved you…longer.” She whispers.

I let the tear fall and I wipe it down my face and clear my throat, leaning over to kiss her gently. “Thank you, Little Bird. I love it.” I unclasp my watch and put it on.

Maverick grabs his gift, and his hands tremble lightly over it. “Well,” he chuckles, “I don’t think I can beat that.”

Raven crawls to him, sits on her heels, and bows her head in subservience, holding a sleek black box in her hand. She waits for him patiently to take it and when he does, I can see her quivering from anticipation.

“Siren…” he says, holding up a new leather satchel.

“Inn…s-s-side.” She says nervously.

He opens the satchel and on the top flap, is a raven wearing glasses like his embroidered into the material. He chuckles at it, and she looks up at him, eyes large and wide. “I needed this. I’ve had my old one for almost ten years. Thank you.”

She lets out a deep breath in relief.

“Here you are, Angel,” he says, handing her his gift. I watch as she opens it delicately and holds a very old copy of William E. Henley poems. “This was my very first ‘luxurious’ purchase when I was younger,” he explains. “Henley was all about fighting his inner demons… it’s a signed copy. Very rare.”

“I love… it… th-thank you.” She rasps.

“And this-“ he pulls a second box from behind the tree, “is mostly for me because I’m a selfish bastard. I thought…” he lets her open the box and holds up a… I’m not sure what it is. A thick, rose gold necklace of some sort with hearts at the ends. He takes it from her and puts it over her head. One part of it dangles and then he pulls it. It tightens around her throat like a choker on a leash and she moans. He tugs her to him, the tension between them crackling like the logs in the fireplace, changing the merry mood to something dangerous. “I thought you could wear this while warming my cock or while you read to me.” He kisses her deeply, still holding onto the end like a leash. “But only when you’re our very good girl.”

“Mavie…” Raven moans into his mouth but there’s a knock on the door, interrupting them.

Jonas groans. “I’ll get it. That’ll be one of the maids telling us Mom’s downstairs waiting for us to open gifts.”

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