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His eyes roll back and every taut muscle in his abdomen to his chest ripples. “Oh my god, baby… fuck. Don't stop.”
I grin casually and reach over to the large bed where a harness and a small dildo are waiting for me to put on my wife. I grab it, turn, have her stand up straight, leaving Jonas a gasping, whining mess when she pulls away from him. I strap one end of it over one thigh, the other, and then around her hips, making sure it's at an appropriate length where she won't chafe. As always, she's still mine to protect and I want this to be as pleasant for her as it will be for him.Ourhusband.
Jonas’ eyes flare with desire and the muscles in his jaw tic. “Should this be so hot to me? Raven baby… you look so bad for me. Dangerous. Do it. I want this so bad. Damon-”
“Patience, demi-Dieu.” I kick the foot stool closer so Raven can stand on it. I grab the lube and pour a generous amount over her silicon cock (not that Jonas needs it, I can see him glistening in the dim lighting of the room) and stroke her which makes her smile up at me, leaning in for a kiss. I moan into her mouth when she opens up for me and I plunge my tongue into her silky mouth, growing harder in my slacks.
“Fuck, you guys are so hot…”
“Now, Amourette, remove your fingers and gently guide yourself… that's it. Such a good girl. Now, stroke him while you pump your hips. You hear how our husband moans for you?”
“Yes…” she whispers, looking down at him. “Such a pretty husband… Beautiful Jonas.”
Jonas blushes at her words and smiles deeply.
I chuckle darkly, slide her hair to her other shoulder and press a kiss atop it. “That he is, Amourette. Jonas, keep telling her how you like it, she's a… fast learner.”
His directions are mixed with praise and I take the moment to lose my clothes and sink to my knees behind my wife. “Lean forward and grab onto Jonas’ hands, Little Bird.” She does so and the change of angle makes Jonas cry out.
I would say something but I'm too preoccupied at the vision of Raven's weeping cunt practically begging for my mouth. Using my thumbs, I spread her ass father apart, kiss her bare pussy lips, darting my tongue out to clean her up and groan at the taste of her ambrosia on my tongue.
Raven shouts my name like a curse, every piston of her hips causes her clit to bounce on my tongue and the groans coming from above are nothing but relentless, saccharine tribulations that send hot, licks down my abdomen, coiling.
It is enough. I stand, fist my cock, and guide myself to her hot, sopping wet entrance, peppering kisses along her shoulder, grab the flesh of her hips and shove every fucking inch of myself into my wife’s perfect cunt with a tortured, “Putain, Amourette!”
“Oh, fuck!” Jonas groans. “Do that again. Christ. You’re so sweet baby but let Daddy fuck us the way he needs.”
My eyes cross at the word ‘Daddy,’ and I grab onto Raven’s hips a little tighter. “This will be just like the way I took him our first time. Do you remember, Little Love?”
“Yes!” She gasps when I plunge into her again and again, looking over her shoulder to keep my eyes on my pup. Every sinewy muscle glistens with sweat, a beautiful demigod, all-powerful at my twisted little bird’s mercy… and mine.
I let go of one hip, to reach around fist Jonas. The tip of him is weeping, sticky, and so, so needy. “Perfect. Now fuck yourself on my cock while I stroke Jonas. That’s it, my beautiful wife. God, yes. Jonas?”
“Fuck, yeah. Don’t… oh…fuuuck. Just don’t stop.” He nods his head frantically while Raven figures out to pull on the swing to help her technique, pussy gripping me while she fucks into Jonas. “Oh my god, I’m gonna come.”
“Don’t you dare!” I command, powering into Raven.
Jonas shakes his head, letting out a feral growl, grasping at the restraints for dear life. “I can’t. She hasn’t said it. You know I can’t. Oh fuck. I can’t. Raven, baby, I need to be inside of you. Please? I want you both to fuck me.” Sweat coats his forehead, meadow eyes bouncing between us and I relent. While I help Jonas out of the swing, Raven removes her harness.
I put on a condom, have Jonas lie on the bed, propped on the pillows, knees to his chest, and Raven straddles him facing me. They both moan when she impales herself on him, and I curse when I sink into Jonas’ barely abused hole. She was so sweet to him. I will not be.
Raven’s arms go around my torso, hands landing on my shoulders, taut nipples against my chest and when my hands go to find purchase on the flare of her hips, Jonas’ hands are already there. Our fingers intertwine, and my lips lock with Amourette’s. Every bounce of hers is met with each pump of my hips and Jonas’ groans grow louder, needier…beggingso sweetly. In turn causing Raven to kiss me more savagely, tongue twisting and colliding with mine. Her fingernails tear into the skin of my back. We’re a rolling ocean set to drown the world.
“Mon petit oiseau tordu et mon précieux demi-dieu, belles âmes tordues.”My twisted little bird and my precious demigod, beautiful, twisted souls.
Raven is the first to break, her orgasm coming with the harshest, raspiest, “I love you!” as she shudders in my arms, back bowing forward, head in my neck, nails in my back, and Jonas’ fingers almost break mine when he comes, I see and feel the crashing of his waves but I’m not done.
I have our wife settle against his chest, when his cock slips out, I tear off my condom and fuck the river of his cum flowing out of her hot cunt back into her. I’m disgusting. And yet, knowing it’s my husband’s cum I’m fucking into my beautiful wife as her pussy begins to spasm and flutter aroundme, Jonas’ fingers dancing on her engorged clit, his sweet, perverse words encouraging her to come for me makes my vision blur and my hips stutter as my seed coats her insides.
Heart racing, blood pounding in my ears, I collapse beside my partners and catch my breath. Raven snuggles into me. Jonas turns to the side, putting an arm over her, and places his hand on my stomach. I am fully aware these two will be the death of me.
But at least I’ll die happily and so very, very loved. Of that, I am so very sure of.
Chapter Twenty
Maverick.
One day before All Hallows Eve
