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I clear my throat awkwardly, unsure where we go from here. “So what now?”
Logan smirks, scooping me up from the ground so my legs wrap around his center before depositing us back onto the couch. The movement has my burrowing my nose into his neck and the scent of him sends my mind spinning.
Strong hands move over my neck and shoulders and Law’s fingers begin to massage the tension out of my body. “For now,let us make you feel safe. Let us make you feel cherished, like we should have done all those years ago.”
Chapter Nine
Foxglove: “The amount of digitoxin in the stems is so acute that death can even come from accidentally drinking the water from a case in which foxgloves have stood.”
-Fez Inkwright,Botanical Curses and Poisons: The Shadow Lives of Plants-
Law
Fucking Royce Ripkins.
The piece of shit that had been obsessed with Thea since middle school. But he had left Cedar Edge, as far as we knew, to live in Seattle. He had started a tech company and become a pretty successful asshole. I wish Rodger wasn’t buried six feet deep already because I would fucking kill him all over again for handing her over to him.
Thea lets out a low moan as I kneed the knots in her shoulders. The sounds remind me that I can exact revenge later. Right now I need to make her feel good. Her body melts over Logan’s and the man looks pleased with himself as she nuzzles into his neck. I glance down to find his own hands massagingher hips that currently straddle his lap and when I find his eyes again the grin has turned cheshire like.
“Careful Lo, you're still in trouble.” I bite out in warning. Thea’s body twitches a bit, her hips shifting. The movement does nothing to wipe the smile from his face if anything it gets bigger. I watch as his hands move her hips, grinding down onto him and I’m rewarded with a soft moan from her lips. “You just can't help yourself can you? Always have to be a brat.”
“That's just mean, Daddy. You know I'm nothing but a good little sub for you.” Logan says in his typical bratty tone.
One hand leaves Thea to grip Logan's hair tightly in a fist. “Seems like you need a lesson in manners again baby boy.”
Thea seems to stiffen before she moves to get up off of Logan’s lap. “I’m tired anyway, I’ll just?—”
I cut her off, looping my arms around her and dragging her against my chest. “What makes you think you wouldn't be part of this lesson as well?” She squirms against my hold enough that I allow her to break free, but not escape. Instead I force her to drop back onto Logan’s lap, this time facing me. “Tell me, do you think the cum that you just ate out of his mouth was only for him?” She flushes beautifully those doe eyes blinking up as they hold my own. “I asked you a question, baby girl.”
“I.. uh…” she stumbles over the response and I can’t help the smirk.
Leaning into her space I let my breath play across the sensitive shell. “I want to fill you full of my cum until Logan has no choice but to clean you up.” I hear Logan curse behind her and let out a long groan. “I want to watch you come apart on my cock, on his tongue and on your darlin' stepbrother. I want you to scream our names as you fall apart because you fucking belong tous. Not him. Us.”
She lets out a whimper that sounds almost pained, the sound needy and full of lust. She tilts her neck to the side, a prettyoffering to me. My lips play across the milky expanse, nibbling playfully.
“Oh fuck.” She hisses out, her chest arching into my body. From the corner of my eye I spy Logan’s hand dipping down into her shorts. Thea’s body goes rigid for a moment and I know Logan’s fingers have found her delicious cunt.
“She’s so fucking wet.” Logan curses. The words are guttural, barely controlled. My hand trails down the smooth column of her neck until it reaches her heavy breast. The nipple pebbled and hard. When I flick it with the pad of my thumb she lets out the most delicious sound.
“Whatever you're doing, do it again, her pussy just clenched my fingers so tight.” Logan groans, his face now buried on the other side of her neck. I repeat the move and she lets out another sound that shoots straight to my cock.
“I wanna see those pretty tits baby, take off the shirt.” I demand.
“NO!” She shouts. I yank back, startled, Logan’s hand ripping from her shorts. She flushes red, embarrassment replacing the blush that was once fueled by lust. “I want to leave it on.”
“It’s okay Tink, you can show him.” He says it so carefully that it has my teeth on edge.
She shakes her head, eyes blinking fast as though she’s fighting against some unseen force.
“It’s okay,” I soothe, dropping to my knees in front of her until I’m positioned between her and Logan. “How about the shorts? Can we take those off?” She hesitates for a moment before nodding her head yes. Slowly I peel the material down, keeping her shirt covering the majority of her body still. I cut to Logan who lets his hand trail back down to her pussy.
“Fuck me.” I groan as I watch Logan play with her slick folds. His tattooed fingers, the ones with my name inked across them, dip in and out slowly before dragging upward and circling herclit. She arches her back, tits pressed out as she closes her eyes giving into the pleasure he’s pulling from her.
“That’s it. Good girl. Give into it.” I coach, my hands gripping her knees and holding her open.
“Oh Logan,” She breathes out. “You're going to make me cum if you keep doing that.” She whines.
He chuckles darkly. “That’s the idea Tink. I want you soaking my lap.” She squirms against his lap eliciting a long, pained moan coming from Logan. “Keep doing that and I’m going to be cumming in my pants.”
