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She meets my gaze, kneeling on the wet tile as the water pounds on my back, working my muscles. The little vixen folds her hands on her lap, blinks a drop of water from her eyelashes, and the brat fucking smirks.

The pink tip of her tongue glides along her bottom lip, making my cock jump. “Make me, Jasper.”

A growl rips out of my throat, images flashing to mind. She wants me to force her? I hope she knows what she’s asking for, because that's exactly what I’m going to do. I grab her head with both hands, holding her firmly between them, giving her no room to move freely.

“Stick your tongue out.” She does what I say, and by the sparkle in her eyes, I know she’s loving me being in control.

I force her head into my groin, shifting my hips to make her lick the length of my cock. When we get to the tip, she instinctively closes her lips around it and flicks her tongue back and forth over the precum clinging there. The moan she gives me, and the way her eyelashes flutter, make me almost snap. I barely hold on to enough thought to not slam so hard into her that I break her nose.

Her tongue smoothes over my aching head, round and round making my balls tingle. Goddamn it. I won’t last long at this rate. Not with how much I want her. This is probably a good thing. Feed her my load now so I’ll have more endurance later.

My hands glide over her wet hair, briefly making me wish it was dry—there’s nothing like running your fingers through your girl’s silky strands—and brace my hands on either side of her head. I might be fixing to viciously face fuck her, but I don’t want her getting injured.

And then I shove myself into her mouth. I don’t stop until her lips touch the base of my cock, her throat surrounding me, taking me so well without her having a gag reflex. She’s used to taking us this deep, but I wonder how she’ll do with breath control. Building myself up with a few strokes, I pause with my cock stuffed in her throat.

It takes a surprisingly long time before she starts shifting around, experiencing the beginning stages of oxygen deprivation. The muscles in her neck ripple massaging my cock, encouraging me to come. Little Bird brings her hand to my balls, manipulating them between her fingers, and a vibration travels through my shaft.

I’m not sure if she’s moaning with desire, whimpering because she can’t breathe, or simply making sounds in hopes that I’ll come. But in any case, I love it. She’s the perfect little deviant to my fucked up heart.

Not wanting her to pass out, I slide my cock out, giving her only a fraction of a second to gasp, and I’m shoving it back in. Over and over across her tongue and into her throat, I drill my cock into her until my legs are shaking and there’s a tingle in the base of my spine from holding back.

“Don’t you dare swallow,” I growl, leaving the tip of my cock pressed against her tongue, her wet mouth surrounding me so fucking perfectly.

Fisting her chin, I gaze into her beautiful watery blue eyes, letting them suck me in. “Show me.” Her mouth opens, giving me the most hypnotizing view of my cum pooled inside. “Now spit it in your hand and spread it over my cock. I want to watch you lick it clean.”

A shiver runs down her spine, her body shaking with it as she moans in delight. She’s so damn depraved. Loves it when we’re dirty as fuck with her. Her hand comes to mine where I’ve forgotten to release her. When I do, she gives me a sinful grin, puckering her lips to slowly spill my seed into her palm. Why is that so hot? The sight makes my barely softening cock jump back to life, blood rushing once more until it’s uncomfortably hard.

She brings her cupped hand to my balls, dipping them in my cum like she’s dipping a tea bag in and out of water. No, my comparison isn’t lost on me.

Her gaze fixates on my cock like she can’t wait to devour it—on her terms this time. She bites her lip and uses her other hand to stick it straight out. She’s so close her lips graze the tip, teasing it.

An electric zap shoots through my shaft. Why I thought this was a good idea when my dick is so sensitive is beyond me, but I’m not backtracking now. Her hand fists my length, using my cum as lube, slowly jacking me off.

When she’s done making sure she’s spread my seed over me, I’m questioning why I wanted her to do this—to rub cum on my cock like its lotion. But that doubt goes out the window when she uses my tip to coat her lips with it like it’s lipstick. I almost come again when she licks my shaft like it’s the best fucking ice cream cone she’s ever tasted.

The sounds spilling out of her mouth are the best ego boost a man could ever ask for. And the desperation… my god. I’ve never seen her more enthusiastic when sucking any of our cocks. Apparently, she has a thing for being forced to clean my cock.

Needing to kiss her sinful lips, I quickly turn off the water and help her stand. Her legs shake, and her breathing is rapid. I know I’ve put her through it, but it will blow her mind when I’m finished with her. Everything I’ve done has been accumulating, and when I let her cross the finish line… It’ll be so explosive.

My girl gives the quietest sigh when I wrap a towel around her body. The only reason I hear it is because we’re pressed so close together. It makes my heart beat faster and cum drips from the tip of my cock. Soft moments with her make me harder than anything else.

Her eyelids flutter as her gaze locks onto mine, and whether she wants to voice the words or not, I know she loves me. She loves all of us, and I’ve never wanted to accomplish anything more fulfilling than getting her to open up to us. To let us in to the point where she’ll never be able to let us go.

I brush the back of my finger over her cheek, and she runs her hand over my chest. Her fingers seek out the lines of my muscles like she’ll never get enough of them. It makes me drop the shield I have around my emotions and allow her to study them, to process them. A smile spreads across my face as I watch her mind whirl with everything I’m giving her.

“I really am sorry you guys got scared. I can’t say I’m sorry I did it, or that I regret not thinking of your reactions. But I do hate the result, so I promise it won't happen again,” she whispers, her eyes flicking back and forth, trying to catch every reaction I might have to her confession.

In truth, it’s the most Raven response I’ve ever heard. She’s being honest, my girl is a psychopath. She doesn’t process things the way everyone else does, but she’s learning to care about our emotions and how we handle the things she can’t give two shits about. I love that about her.

The towel falls away as I lift her against my chest, her breasts squeezing flat as I draw her up to my level. Pressing a soft kiss against her lips, I watch a tiny smile pull at the corners of her mouth. I’ll never grow tired of seeing the evidence of her enjoyment of my affections.

Her perfect body pressed to mine, the silky smooth touch of her skin and the sensation of her hard nipples rubbing against me all too much to ignore, and I’m past the punishment stage. She gets it. I truly believe she won't do it again. Not because it means anything to her, but because the only thing she can truly admit to caring for in this world… is us.

Chapter 14

Jasper

Every shred of my control drops away. I punished her, and now I need the reassurance of her safety. To feel her wrapped around my cock and moaning my name. I have to watch her shatter around me, to break her down before we build each other up again.

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