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“That’s right. Now give me what’s mine, Siren-everything.” He growls, putting his face in hers. He looks beast-like, in his element and glorious. He shoves his fingers into her mouth, only pulling them out when she gags on them to slap her lightly. Tears are streaming down her pretty face and even though I’m fighting everything in me to make them stop, she pleads for more.
“Such a filthy fucking angel, so full of cum and begging for more. Is that what you need? We’ve turned you into the dirtiest little cumslut, haven't we?” Raven nods, whispering something incoherent in his grasp and Mav reaches down to pinch her clit and she screams once again and his hips still. “Fuck! That’s my good fucking girl. Take everything we give you like our perfect little cocksleeve. Oh, fuck. Fuck.Fuck.” He grunts with each thrust. Every tattoo on his back ripples with every flex of his muscles and for a moment I swear to god it’s like wings are gonna burst out of him.
Breathless, sweaty and panting, Mav twists his torso and hauls her to him. She wraps her arms around him, shoving her face into his chest. “Shhh… Siren… you did so good. You were my perfect, perfect girl.”
“Maverick!” she cries out to him.
“I know, pretty girl. I know.” He murmurs softly, comforting her. Green eyes flick to Damon and he makes a motion with his head. Damon gets up so I follow and we unstrap her legs. “Was it too much, Raven?”
She shakes her head. “No.”
“Come on. Cling to me, Siren. We’re gonna clean you up and let you rest but the night isn’t over. What did I say?”
“Every h-hole.”
“Am I a man of my word?”
“Yes sir.”
“And you’ll use yours if you need to?”
Her chin trembles but she nods again. “Green.”
Green indeed.
Chapter Ten
Damon.
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Little bird…”
She blinks at me, brows still furrowed in her darling little angry expression, frown marring her flawless face. She sits across the table from me beside Maverick. “You said… no mm-more sss-surprises!”
“I understand that Amourette. But-”
“Non.” She fumes firmly in French as ifthat’swhat will make me hear her better. She crosses her arms over her chest making her statement final.
Maverick grins, finishing his last sip of water, then getting up to the bar, bringing back a bottle of whiskey and a tumbler for each of us. It’s been two days since we’ve been back in New York and I’ve been working behind the scenes trying to make this perfect so it all goes flawlessly since we’re so cut for time. Both because we want to hurry up and marry her, but secondly because Aleksi has eyes on Sofia and she’s making her rounds in Spain before she goes off again to god knows where.
It will be our wedding gift to Raven. If there’s one thing I love more than my little bird, it’s making sure she’s wellafter a small…purgingspree. Or however she feels fit to deal with her mother.
I glare at the beast beside her. “Amusing to you, is it? When she’s a brat to me it’sso fucking funnybut when she’s a brat to you-”
“On the contrary, old friend.” He interrupts. “It’s amusing atalltimes. See, you’re getting frustrated,I’mplanning the next method of madness. You co-conspire murder.Ifigure out how I get to punish her for it. It helps me stick to this side of the law. We all bring justice in one way or another- mine just includes various restraints, whips and chains. I could let you borrow my rope if you’d like but we both know you’ll break before her. Although I will congratulate you on letting your inner Neanderthal come out to play this weekend. You too, Jonas.”
“Thanks.” Jonas replies around a bite of his food but he’s looking at our fiancé. “I promise you’ll like this surprise.” He glances at me while swallowing the steak au poivre with red wine pan sauce and roasted potatoes I made from scratch. “Can I tell her just half of it? Please?”
I lean back in my chair, appetite gone, and yet, still wanting to devour my little bird even in her defiant insolence. I am a weak man when it comes to her and she knows it. I lock eyes with Maverick who takes a sip of his preferred whiskey then sets his glass back on the table. He lifts a shoulder and lets it drop. “Half won’t hurt, I suppose.”
Raven’s jaw drops. “Half?!”
“Damon was able to get us in with a tribe in Tibet that will marry us. With the loopholes, the state of New York has to recognize it as a legal marriage.” Jonas grins so widely his dimples deepen.
Raven gasps and looks to me for confirmation. While that was not the part I wanted him to tell her, the excitement on her face makes it worth it. So I nod.
“But, it has to be this weekend because Coach is only letting me go for one game.” He lies. His team knows when hewas proposing and where we’re getting married for months now, the team manager giving the all-clear.
Caramel eyes bounce between the three of us until they land on me again. Her hands fly up.But Tildy and Derek’s vow renewal is this weekend.
