Page 103 of Stutter

“You want to come for me don’t you, baby?”

“Mmhmm!”

Removing one thumb to untie his sweats and pulling his cock out, already rigid, the tip angry anddripping. He strokes himself while massaging her clit with his tip, his cock drooling for her, and the sense of wanting to lick upbothof their desires makes my mouth water.

“Damon?” He’s looking at me, twinkling holiday lights reflecting in his hazel eyes. He’s asking me if it’s okay if he takes her first in the morning. I give him a single curt nod.

He slides just the tip in, and they both groan. “Fuck you feel so good and so tight. No wonder Damon likes to wake up already inside you.”

I kneel on the fuzzy white rug she’s on, her hair splayed out like a halo of mahogany and silver. He doesn’t give her more, just the tip, pumping his hips slowly. I lean over and lick up thedew drops Jonas left on her puffy clit and moan, swirling my tongue where they meet up to her bud, sucking her into my mouth.

I’m lost in the sounds she’s making, the way she shakes, the scent and taste of her perfect cunt on my lips – the need to pound into her and not doing so drives mecrazy.

“Fuck baby, I’m not even all the way in yet and I wanna come. I don’t want you to come. Can we play with you all day? Keep you full? You’re the best gift ever.”

I sit up, Jonas stops moving and we all wait for her to answer.

She nods, desire flashing in her cinnamon eyes.

Incredible.

He resumes the slow pump of his hips, pistoning gradually until he hits home. “Are you okay with that, Mav?”

He nods, leaning to ungag her, then removes his boxer briefs to unleash himself. How he’s been so restrained when she looks like this is as fascinating as it is a mystery to me. Then again, I have yet to be able to tell her no. I should work on that. “I need her mouth.”

She looks at me, pleading.

“I’m here, Amourette.” I soothe, rubbing my hand on the available skin, pressing down on her abdomen then reaching lower to play with her as Mav grabs her tits in his hands and squeezes so hard his knuckles turn white, only releasing them to grip tightly again.

Jonas stops moving, lowering his hand to stroke himself instead, leaving just the crown of his cock in her wet channel. “Look at that…” he groans, “I wanna get this pretty pussy so full… so sloppy… fuck,” he strokes himself faster, his abs flexing, the veins corded along his forearm bulging, “just want to use you all day… watch my cum leak out on your thighs." His eyes close and his head tips back, “Oh my motherfucking god I’m already coming.” He groans, pecs flinching as he deposits his load into her. When he pulls out, he sits back on his heels. "Push it out baby, I wanna finger fuck it back in.”

I watch as she pushes and his seed flows out of her onto his fingers and he does just that.

“That’s so hot.” He says in awe.

Maverick grunts and I turn to see Raven’s head turned to the side as he holds her tenderly with one hand, half his dick shoved into her mouth, guiding her up and down his shaft. “You were such a good girl playing future daughter-in-law with Elena but look at you now – just a dirty little whore, tied up on Christmas day, your strapped pussy on display. So vulgar. Needy, tongueless slut aren’t you, Siren? You don’t even want gifts, do you? You just want your desperate little cunt to be filled – sloppy, anddrippingdon’t you? Hmm? Answer me,princess.” He slaps her lightly causing her to mewl beneath him. “That’s right. You’ll take every last fucking drop.”

I almost come just listening to him talk such filth, gathering my wits and moving between her legs, shoving down my pajama bottoms and fisting myself.

Jonas drops down beside her and takes the nipple Mav isn’t pinching and sucks it into his mouth, her back arching as much as it can.

“Is Maverick right, Little Bird?” I ask, a small nod answers me, and I feed her cunt my cock, shoving in one brutal thrust. The tip of my dick hitting so deep my balls draw up, ready to come in one go. I hold onto a thigh, adjusting her just a bit so her legs shift a little further apart and I piston my hips, wishing I could kiss her, ravage her mouth with mine, and feel her entire body beneath mine.

Instead, I stare at Jonas sucking her perfect breast, feeling the way her sloppy pussy flutters around me, and I pump harder, touching the soft skin of her inner thighs, clutching to them, wanting to spread her further apart, using my thumbs to open her up, watching her arousal and what’s left of Jonas coat my dick in a delicious white stripe.

It takes me no more than six pumps before I’m groaning out my release, her pussy gripping me like a fucking vice. When I pull out, Maverick is quick to flip her around and I see why she’s bound like this now – the perfect way to take her on all fours.

He gets behind her but instead of letting her rest, he wraps her hair around his wrist and pulls her to his chest as he sinks in. Tears fall down her cheeks, last night’s mascara leaving a sooty trail. What a fucking sight. And Jonas gets up and grabs his phone.

“Smile for Jonas, Siren. Shhh… it’s okay. It’s just us. Nobody else. Okay? Color?”

“Green,” she says, and Jonas snaps the picture. Sending it to us.

“That’s my good fucking girl, Siren. Are you ready to take my cum?”

“Yes!” She yelps when he thrusts, and her eyes roll back. “Maverick!”

“That’s right, Angel. Take all of me. Jonas, lick her clit.” He growls. Jonas obeys as Maverick’s free hand moves around her throat. “You were so good last night, Siren. The perfect girl. But this,thisis how I love you – full of my dick, so willing and ready to take what I give you. Perfect… little… fucking… slut.” She quivers in his grasp. “Not yet.” He breathes, and I reach out to play with her pebbled nipples, dark rose against her creamy skin from being so abused. “Push back, that’s it… you like the way Jonas kisses your clit, and Damon loves on your nipples so much I can feel you milking me. Do you need more cum?”

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