Page 128 of Stutter

I push it in and find the angle I need until I feel it settle into place with my fingers.

Standing to my full height I roll up her tights over her hips, smooth down her skirt, and then turn her to face me. “As soon as Damon takes that filthy thing out of your arm, Siren, I’ll fuck you the first time you bleed, and every day after. And this little thing?” I tap her pussy. “Every time I leave my cum inside of you, I’ll have it hold my seed so you’re full of me all day, every day. And the first child you have will be mine. I’ll suck the milk from your breasts every morning, noon and night. You will be mine in every sense of the word. Like I said to you before, there is no escaping me.Ever.”

Light brown eyes with bursts of gold blink up at me. Where something like this should scare a sane woman, my sweet girl drapes her arms over my shoulders and kisses me, breaking away only to smile and nudge her nose against mine.

“Is that want you want?” I ask, searching those drops of honey clashing with bronze.

She moves my hand from around her waist to the soft swell of her stomach. “Mmm…More than anything. A f… a future with you. Them. Forever. No matter… what it takes. I w-want it. W-we burn together,Beasty.”

There. My heart. It fills with so many positive emotions it’s fit to burst. I nod at her, my sentiments mirroring hers. I do smirk, however, at my new nickname. “That’s right, Raven. We burn together.”

“She did it for you…”

Damon’s echoing words cause me to grin down at her, imagining what our little one would look like, and I pray it has her eyes. But he was wrong. She did it for us. All of us.

“So! How do we feel about this one?”

Raven grins cheekily, still glowing from her orgasm. The beast in me wants to thump on my chest with a fist in pride.

“We’ll have to talk it over with our other partners… but if you can draw up the paperwork, for each of the listings so far we can go over them properly,” I reply to Maxine, my arm tightening around my woman’s middle.

Maxine’s brown eyes bounce between Raven and me, and she smiles widely. “Perfect! We have just two more listings to see but I’ll have the office prepare the documents sent to you and Dr. Archer and little Jonas.”

I almost laugh that anyone would describe Jonas as ‘little,’ since he’s the tallest and bulkiest out of the three of us. But then again, Maxine has known Elena for over twenty years.

It's past five by the time we cross the bay over the Brooklyn Bridge and make it into… well,BrooklynHeights in the landmark district. The first home she takes us to is a four-story townhome-like mansion with beige-colored stone and a yard large enough for Kronos to prance around. It’s quite beautiful and a plus, is the basement that was renovated to fit a gym, mirrored walls included.

The first floor is the kitchen, a study, the den, a living area. The second is another living area, four bedrooms, each with its own bathroom. The third has the primary bedroom, large, vast, and ostentatious, a study, and a library. The fourth floor has a private theater, a larger study I can see becoming Raven’s recording studio. The best part, is the fourth floor connects to the roof with a view of the skyline but also has a little greenhouse full of plants. Maxine goes down to answer yet another call, and I make sure Raven sucks me to oblivion in the little greenhouse.

When we meet Max downstairs, she’s grinning from ear to ear, a knowing look in her eye and a blush in her cheeks.

I’m almost certain this house is meant to be our home. But it seems to be set into stone when we walk out of the mansion and there, getting out of a black Escalade with a pink briefcase is Sabrina. She yelps when she spots us and runs toward us, her pink heels clacking along on the sidewalk.

“Raven! Oh my god! And you-“ her eyes widen when she sees me. “Oh my god, you’re Maverick Harrington!” She blushes, covering her mouth with a rose-gloved hand. “Is this who Jonas was so tight-lipped about?”

Raven nods shyly.

“Oh my god, you lucky slut!” She squeals into Raven’s ear. “Oh, are you moving to the area? Maxine it's so nice to see you!” Max grins at her, waving as she answers her phone again and Sabrina turns her attention back on us. “Oh,pleasehave dinner with me. I have reservations at Maddox, but my clients just canceled!Please!” She begs a little, her hands in Raven’s, andwhen Raven’s eyes widen when she looks up at me… doe-eyed and large…

I relent. I look over at Maxine. “Where is the last listing?”

“Massapequa.”

Sabrina makes a face. “Oh darling,no. If you’re here for Julliard, which is why I’m assuming you’re looking to move here,” Siren and I both nod, “Oh Raven, I love this for you. I’m so proud of you, but Massapequa? You’d spend justtwohours trying to get to the city alone. I promise you, here to Central Park is thirty-five minutes on abadday.”

I like those odds.

A lot.

“That listing won’t be necessary,” I tell Maxine, and she nods at us, continuing her conversation on the phone. Raven, eyes still large and hopeful gaze up at me. “Yes, Siren, we can have dinner with your friend.”

“Oh my gosh he calls youSiren. Oh, I could just melt.” Sabrina places the back of her hand on her forehead and sighs dreamily. “Alright, let me put my things up, change my shoes, and – oh, Parker!”

A tall, lean but well-built man dressed in all black who’s been standing behind Sabrina for the past ten minutes crosses his arms over his chest and gives one curt nod.

“Don’t be rude, this is Raven and her uh, partner, Mr. Harrington.”

“Just Maverick.”

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