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There is a large fur rug in the middle of the room that I slowly walk to, keeping her body in my sight at all times. The way her hips sway as she follows should be the reward in itself, but I’ll take everything she wants to give me.

“Lay down, Sunshine.”

I do as she asks, loving the side of her that enjoys taking control. The soft fur of the rug meets my back, and she straddles my waist. Just when I think she’s about to ride me, she leans down and kisses my lips.

Her mouth moves from mine to my neck, nipping at my flesh. My eyes roll back in my head with how good her warm body feels moving down me.

When her soft fingers wrap around my length, I buck up into her. She tightens her hold and twists, creating a friction that has me floating on cloud nine.

I open my eyes to watch as she lowers her head, a stream of saliva pouring from her mouth and directly onto the tip of my dick. I groan when she spreads it around, pumping me from base to tip over and over.

My legs tremble when her plump lips seal over the tip. She sucks aggressively, making me dig my heels into the rug as I thrust into her wet mouth.

“Fuck, Little Shadow. That feels so damn good.”

Moaning, she takes me to the back of her throat, then swallows. My whole being comes alive when her tight throat clamps down on the head of my dick.

“That’s it, take all of me. Swallow my dick, Little Shadow.”

She does it again, this time massaging my balls and pressing on that sensitive spot just behind them. One of my hands tugs at my hair because it feels fucking phenomenal. When her finger rims my ass, I nearly combust on the spot.

She pops off, smiling up at me as she adds pressure with her finger and uses her other hand to keep stroking my dick.

“How’s that feel, Sunshine?”

“So perfect. Will you let me come on your chest? I want to mark you.”

She pumps me faster while circling her finger. My breathing grows heavy. Leaning down until her tits are just above my cock, her eyes meet mine.

“Give it to me,” she begs. “Please mark me, sir. Make me yours.”

Ropes of cum coat her chest as I groan my release. Just when I didn’t think the sight could get any hotter, she uses two fingers to swipe over my still warm load and sticks them in her mouth to suck them clean.

I swear Aphrodite herself made Evie for me. My very own goddess and temptress wrapped into one.

Chapter 39

As it turns out, taking the time to process and reset after the bomb Evie dropped about Rostya was just what we needed. Collectively, we were all holding our breaths for something to happen, but now that it was in the open, it felt like we had a renewed energy to push forward with the plan.

I’m also sure that all the orgasms Damien and Alexi forced out of us were part of why we’re all feeling so refreshed today.

We’re all lounging around in the large tub in the bathroom, soaking and trying to recover from last night’s festivities. Alexi wasted no time getting here after Damien’s text, and initially went full Dom on each of us.

We could see it was what he needed though, so we gave in to it because when one of us needs something, we all step up. It’s why our family unit works so well. That, and the trust he has earned too. Now we all love it when he takes control and teaches us something new.

And fuck did he open my eyes. I thought Damien was kinky, but I nearly called Alexi Daddy last night over the things he did to us. He has a very talented but sadistic imagination.

Evie is currently curled up tight in his lap and nearly asleep. I love seeing the moments where we can make her forget about her shitty past and bring her peace. It makes me feel like maybe there is some entity out there helping us along the way.

“I want his death,” Damien says, pulling us all from our bubble. “I know we’re all in a good place, which is why I want to ask you all for this. I want to be the one that rids this world of the man that created me.”

“My uncle’s death is mine,” Evie says. “I think it’s only fair that your father’s death belongs to you.”

“As long as I get a few hits in first, all I ask is that I am there when they draw their final breaths,” Alexi says.

“Same for me,” I add.

“Although,” Alexi starts, “my father might have something to say about that plan.”

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