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Her head slowly turns, taking in each of the other's expressions before my words catch up to her, and she scoffs. "I'd never beg to cuddle."
"Oh, but you will. I won't stop giving you orgasms until you're whimpering and weak in my arms. You'll beg me to stop, plead until your voice is hoarse and I'll take pleasure in continuing until I break you." Her chest heaves like she sucks in a breath and holds it, not wanting to give away how much my words affect her. My fingers tighten around her throat before I move them up to tilt her chin back, forcing her to look at me.
She licks her lips, and her pupils overtake the icy blue ring surrounding it. I've only begun teasing her, and it already has a death grip on her. She's so fucking responsive to us. I hope she never changes. "I won't do it."
The rasp in her voice makes my dick jump against her ass. Her denial is adorable. It's like she hasn't been proven wrong time and again with the things I’ll make her do.
She's powerless to resist me.
I own her.
"Yes, you will." I brush a kiss against her lips, so lightly she'll question if it even happened. "You're always a good girl in the end and give me what I want. This time won't be any different."
"Jasper, you've lost your mind. I think you hit your head harder than we thought. Vander, we should turn around and go to the hospital." I let her have her fun and finish her jibe before I clamp my hand fully around her throat and cut off her air. Her eyes practically cross.
"Little Bird," I say, adding a little sing-song lilt to it. "Don't fucking test me. You know what happens when you push me too far, and I'm not in the state to punish you properly."
A light puff of air wisps against my mouth before I'm kissing her soft lips. I start slowly, working myself up until I'm deepening it, sweeping my tongue against hers, beckoning her into joining me in her unraveling. By the time I break away, she's panting, her chest lifting into the air, her nipples pebbled into tight points that poke against her shirt.
Choices, choices. So many options and the unsatisfying result of not being able to pick them all. Thankfully, I'll have a lifetime of eventually enjoying them all.
On second thought, this should be a group effort. I pin Grayson in my sight. "Clothes on or off?"
He ponders it for a second, and I catch Cole glancing up at him while the sound of keys clicking on his laptop continues. He might be working, but he's certainly paying attention to everything regarding his obsession.
"If teasing is the name of the game, then you should strip her. Put our girl on display so she can feel our eyes trailing over her skin as we withhold our touch from her."
Chapter 3
Raven
Grayson is out for the kill, using his words against me. But the asshole isn't finished. "If only I had my ropes with me. Nothing better than teasing the woman you love when she can't even flinch away."
I. Fucking. Melt.
If only we weren't trapped in the confines of the car, I'd fucking demand they all fuck me here and now. I'd jump them and take what I want because my skin is already on fire and my pussy is fluttering like I'm about to orgasm from words alone. Hell, Jasper's fingers have barely dipped inside the edge of my panties, much less touched me where I need it most.
"Good point," Jasper says, his words rumbling through his chest and vibrating against my back. Damn, does he feel so freaking good. I want to soak myself in any reminder I can latch onto that he's alive and well. Him hitting his head and passing out the way he did when the oxygen was getting sucked out of the plane had me worried. Not that I'll ever admit it out loud.
Suddenly, his touch is missing. My neck left cold and bereft. My core clenching in objection to his hand not even reaching it. What the hell.
"Strip, Little Bird. And make it quick before Cole decides to cut your clothes from your body." Jasper's words make me jump into action. It's like they all got together behind my back and conspired to compose the phrases that would set me off the most. Fuck. I found the most perfect men for me.
My fingers claw at my clothes. Who needs a knife when I'm practically ripping them off myself. Thankfully, they survive my removal since I don't have anything else to wear. Pretty sure everything got left behind on the plane. By now, they could be incinerated. It wouldn't surprise me.
Taking off my clothes gives me enough time to wonder if everything went to shit sooner than the saboteur expected. Was it supposed to happen when we were at a higher elevation? Were we supposed to be farther along the flight plan, at a position where it would be impossible to land?
The moment my panties fling off my finger, Cole snaps his attention to me. His hand shoots into the air, snatching them before they can travel into the back. His smirk causes my cunt to clench down on itself, flooding with wetness as he brings the fabric to his nose. He takes a deep, obscene sniff. His eyelashes flutter and his eyes roll into the back of his head. The man is a fucking psycho, but so am I, which is probably why I enjoy it so much.
"That pussy is mine later, Raven. I'm going to wreck it. Make you come until you can't walk. Maybe I'll even have Jasper join me and we can both fuck that tight cunt until you gape open for me." Cole's eyes flash with enjoyment, knowing exactly what his words do to me. I can practically feel my excitement sliding down my ass crack. It won't take long before Jasper's lap holds a puddle.
He gives me a wink as he slides my panties into his pocket and turns to his computer once more, like I mean nothing to him. Except I know better than that. I own him, and he owns me, which means he's always paying attention to me. At any point, I could ask for a playback and he'd be able to tell me exactly what happened. Who says men can't multitask?
Okay, admittedly, most can't. But my man isn't ordinary like them. He's obsessed with me, and I love it.
Jasper doesn't let me dwell on my thoughts for long. His hands glide along the smooth skin of my legs, encouraging them to widen until they drape over both of his, which he then spreads, putting me on full display.
I'm not dumb; I heard what he said before, which means I'm in for the long haul, so I might as well get comfortable. I wiggle my ass against the hard cock digging into my cheek and rest my head against his chest. This will be a case of mind over body. I need to mentally prepare myself.
