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“Fuck, baby. Fuck.” Jonas comes seconds after I do, adding to the mess at our feet. We let her down gently but then Raven, sinks to her knees in our puddle and takes us in her hands, and softly cleans us up with her tongue like a kitten lapping up our cum covered cocks like cream.

Good girl?She signs eagerly and it’s almost enough to get me hard all over again.

“Perfect girl,” I praise and then, get her cleaned up so she can tell us everything she found out while we cater to her. From cleaning her to bathing and feeding her, she does her very best to tell us everything she remembers.

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The home is temporary. I can feel it. I’m looking at the outside of it as we climb into my BMW, and I back out of the driveway slowly, taking in the house I purchased for my little doll. It’s beautiful and fits her personality so well. It’s a modernized two-story Victorian home with a wrap-around in a quiet suburb with enough yard for her to have a garden once Spring comes around.

She places her little hand over mine on the gear shift and she tilts her head to the side, mentally asking me what’s on my mind. We have a fifteen-minute drive to Maverick’s and it’s enough time for me to spill what I need to before we get there. I shouldn’t be this nervous, but I’m glad I can keep my eyes on the road so I don’t have to meet their gazes.

I clear my throat. “My parents met in France when my father was in school to be a surgeon. In fact, the reason they met is because I had an older sister that needed heart surgery. My father was a resident that had scrubbed in during and when he was sent to retrieve my mother, he always said it was like time stood still when he saw her in that waiting room, bags under her eyes, lined with worry. She was alone, awaiting to be told if her only child had survived the operation.

Over the next few months, during Maddeline’s check-ups, they slowly got to know each other and soon, my father finally got the balls to ask her on a date. To which she said yes.

Four months later they married. It was a whirlwind, and soon they were traveling to the states while she was pregnant with me, because my father had accepted a job offer here as a cardiothoracic surgeon. I was born and we often traveled to France to visit.

When my sister turned sixteen, we went for her birthday, this time to Paris to stay the entire summer holiday. But she got… sneaky. Like a lot of teenagers. Soon she was arguing with my Maman about the smallest things, leaving, sneaking out. I was only eight, but I remember watching her leave and my mother falling to the sofa in tears. I heard her talking to a friend about how Maddeline had met an older man while at a store with her friends, how she didn’t want to go back to the states, she wanted to stay here with him while he finished university.

She never told anyone his name, only that she loved him, that he had promised a life with her and because she had reached age of consent in France, my mother’s opinions didn’t matter.

On a perfect night, when they didn’t argue for the first time that entire summer, it was amazing. We had good food, Maman let her have a glass of wine, and even let me try some for the first time, too. We were laughing and Maddie even played with me, which was rare in those days. It was like she had survived this thing as a child, and she was suddenly sixteen and she didn’t want to grow old being safe all the time, afraid of the world. Maddeline left in the middle of that night and never came back.”

I stop at the stoplight, waiting for it to turn green. Only five minutes away.

“She was gone for six days. On the seventh, French police knocked on the front door of the home we had rented for the summer. Maman sent me upstairs but I stayed watching from the stairs, hidden when they told Maman they had found Maddeline’s body behind a building. She had been left outside like trash.”

Raven grips my hand tightly but I don’t face her.Can’tface her.

“We never knew what happened. Police had no leads, there weren’t cameras everywhere back then like there are now. Even now,the biggest crime in Paris is pickpocketing.” I shake my head as we pull into Maverick’s driveway. “It tore my family apart, Maman stayed in Paris trying to gather more information, but she never came up with anything. Any lead she had went cold, same with police.”

“Why are you telling us this now?” Jonas asks from the backseat and I inhale as I park the BMW.

“Because the first night I snuck into Raven’s room, after she made copies of the ledger… I found my sister’s name in the goddamn book. A pure fucking coincidence, but there it was written in fucking blood.1999 - Maddeline Bordeaux.Murdered by one Thaddeus Whitmore.”

The silence in the car is deafening.

I finally meet Raven’s narrowed gaze that sparks with anger, cheeks flushed pink. She lifts her hands to sign.

He’s yours.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Raven.

The following weekend Stephen purchases me again for an hour, chilly blue eyes wide with interest. He’s here every night I dance. So are my guys. Well, Archer and Jonas, anyway.

Throughout the week, I do my job as Maverick’s TA which usually ends with me bent over his desk in the study or he has me spread out for him, thighs held down and obscenely wide, while he buries his face in my pussy. Last Monday as soon as he called me into the study he had me stop, take off my panties, drop, and then-

“Crawl to me, Siren.”

Voice like the warmest of wax being poured over me, made me shiver in the most delicious ways. Paperwork stacked on his desk, I lost sight of him for a little and when I had rounded the corner of his desk on all fours, he had pushed away from it and gestured to the large dark, open underbelly.

My palms began to sweat, and panic rose in my throat, clawing its way to the surface, ripping through that wax and when I rapidly shook my head no, he… I heard aclickand… the underbellylit up. My heart crashed when I realized he had personally rigged it with the tiniest fairy lights.

“You won’t be in the dark, and you won’t be alone, angel. I’m here. There’s plenty of room. Now crawl to me so you can put my cock in your mouth while I finish grading these papers.”

When I swallowed my panic and mentally forced my body to go into the well-lit area, I also saw he included a pillow for my knees.

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