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Her hand comes up but I push her over the railing and move just in time so her nails don’t catch me. Her final crescendo dies midway through though it reverberates around the old mansion, bouncing off every way and back into my ears.
The ropecreaksas it sways back and forth… back and forth.
I shed one last tear for her.
Not for Sofia.
For the mother she was once upon a time.
And then never again.
Jonas tucks me into an embrace then kisses my temple. “You okay?”
I nod.
I don’t allow myself to dwell.
I can’t.
In the end, she got what she deserved.
Jonas and I work quickly and fastidiously, getting rid of any evidence anyone else other than Sofia was here.
It’s four in the morning when we sneak out and get into the SUV Aleksi has been waiting for us in. He keeps his brown eyes on me for a moment. “That… was fuckingneat, Rave. Seriously. Smoothest execution I’ve seen in a while.”
I dip my chin as a smile crawls across my face at the compliment. Jonas hugs me from the side and kisses my temple. “Can you scrub that?” He asks Aleksi.
“Already did man. Alright, let’s go. The story is you got an alert on your phone but the cameras inside the home have been cut since you sold everything and it’s been sitting empty, okay? As soon as we get back to New York, you’ll call the alarm company, which as you both know is mine and Franny’s security company so it’s on your phone records.We’llcall the local PD, let them know we either had a glitch in the system or someone broke in. We'll give them the code to the house, and they’ll go in and find her once she’s cold and stiff. Sound good?”
I nod, put my hand on my husband’s thigh, and he grabs it to hold. I let my head rest on his shoulder as I doze off.
For the first time in five years, I dream about absolutely nothing.
Chapter Nineteen
Damon.
It has been four days since Lorne Wood PD found Sofia’s body swaying and Raven opted for cremation. Her grandfather attended the funeral and stayed with us for a few days. While we loved having her grandfather here, I did not like that she was with him every waking moment. And now… I’m at work. Granted, it’s close to the end of day and Rebekah, my secretary, is already leading my last patient of the day out of the building to lock up behind him.
But it’s Friday night, Jonas does not have a game as he played last night, and my devious little wife has something new for us to try. And I am…excited. The knowledge of what’s waiting for me at home has made me fidgety.
I race home as soon as I’m done writing my notes and entering them where they belong.
I find them in what Maverick calls the ‘dark room.’ A place to try new things and explore… different avenues. Maverick has been the most enthusiastic about filling it with toys and… things of his nature. The last of a few things he’s ordered and assembled being a… swing.
A swing where Jonas is currently already relaxed and being pleasured by my sweet Amourette’s mouth, on her knees, naked. His head is thrown back, one of her hands is cupping his balls and the other is… well… preparing him.
“Oh… fuck, baby. Your fingers are so small compared to Damon’s.” He lets out a soft moan as Raven reaches for the bottle of lubricant, withdrawing her fingers, adding more, and gently pushing into his puckered hole. Her mouth dives back to the head of his engorged, throbbing cock. By the way my petit Demi-dieux sighs happily, murmuring praises, and draws in a breath, abs flexing, I know my little vixen is doing that little S wiggle she does along his shaft.
It also makes me come undone.
I stand next to her and she blinks up at me. I can tell she’s smiling around Jonas’ girth because the corners of those caramel eyes crinkle. “Stand, Amourette, let me prepare you for this next thing. No. Don't stop pleasuring him. He needs to be ready to take you. Good. That’s it, deeper.”
She obeys me, pushing her fingers deeper into him, then takes his length back into her mouth. Jonas bites his lip, those large incisors of his fang-like when he beams sweetly up at me. His gaze, while playful, is still filled with desire and fuck if it doesn’t make my heart slow just a fraction. I lean over to kiss his soft lips and he grins against mine. “You’re sure you want this, Pup?”
He huffs out a laugh. “Won’t know until we try. And you know my motto-try everything three times to make sure. Besides, what can go wrong? You’ll be here the entire time, right?” He moves his bound legs in the swing which causes him to gasp in pleasure and makes my sinful little bird gag. “In case I fall or something?”
“Yes, Jonas. I’ll be here every step of the way.” The trust he has in me, in her, is so completely tangible- visible in the way he’s let our beautiful wife restrain both his hands and his ankles to the swing, relinquishing total control to us. My brave pup.
