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My ears start to buzz right before ecstasy explodes from my core expanding through my body even reaching my toes and fingers. I hold Grayson to me, our bodies continuing to slide against each other as he powers through the death grip my cunt has on his dick. My orgasm seems to move into another without it ever coming to an end, it simply increases in intensity.
“Take my cum, pretty girl. Take your first load of the night like the good girl you are,” he commands me. His words make my back arch, and my hips buck erratically with a new wave of energy.
His cock pulses as he comes, and I swear I feel the hot ropes painting my walls. His movements slow and he peppers kisses across my face.
“I love you,” he murmurs against my lips.
I sigh with both exhaustion and contentment. “I love you too, Grayson.”
“Rest, beautiful. All you have to do is relax, and I’ll get you tied up for phase two of the night.” He draws out of me, and I whimper, not liking the empty sensation. “Vander, get the others. Time to take our woman as a group.”
Chapter 27
Raven
The sun shines through the window, warming my body and waking me from a deep sleep. Someone must’ve kicked the covers down since I’m left uncovered. I stretch my limbs out and yawn before blinking my eyes open. Glancing to my left and then my right, I find the bed empty. The only thing left behind are the impressions their heads left on the pillows.
Well, that and a black box with a blood red ribbon wrapped around it and tied on top.
I smile, thinking about the first time Ravenmaster left me a present on my pillow. Knowing my men as well as I do now, I can probably guess who left what.
Not one for patience, I snatch the box and sit up, immediately tugging on one of the ribbon tails. It slides free easily, dropping to the mattress between my crossed legs. I have to shake the box to free the lid from the bottom. There’s a slight tinking sound of metal on metal as whatever is inside shifts around.
When the lid finally comes free, I find a square of padding sitting on top and snatch it off. My mouth drops open as I stare at what’s inside. Carefully picking one up, I rotate it to see it from all sides. It’s no secret by now my favorite method of delivering the final blow is by cutting my victim. Doesn’t matter where, how deep, or how many slices it takes. Could even be a stab. But I enjoy it most when it’s something sharp doing the ending.
Jasper’s newest gift to me is a set of butterfly shuriken. The edges are fucking sharp and there are lots of pointy stabby parts. I can’t help but bounce in excitement, the mattress aiding in the movement.
“If I knew it would make you that enthusiastic, I would’ve made sure you were on my cock first.” My head shoots up, and I find Jasper leaning against the doorjamb, his arms crossed and fire in his gaze. He bites his lip, and I know there’s a damp patch growing on the sheets underneath me.
I can’t help it. I launch myself from the bed and rush across the floor until I leap into the air. Jasper catches me with a laugh as my limbs wrap around him, and I pepper his face with kisses. He knows how to give the best fucking gifts. I’m lucky enough to keep him for the rest of my life.
“I thought today deserved a little something special.” He sets me on my feet and taps me on the ass. “Better get dressed. You slept in.”
Ah, fuck. No wonder I woke up to an empty bed. I run for my closet, thankful I demanded we sleep in my room after wrecking Grayson’s bed. Hanging in the back is the dress I specially picked out for today. The perfect outfit for a spring day garden party.
The violet dress slips on easily and I slide my feet into the kitten heels of the same color. I leave my long dark locks loose around my shoulders, not wanting to take the time to put it up and swipe on the bare minimum amount of makeup I’m willing to get away with.
A smile splits my face as I hear Cole yelling. “Becca! I swear to fuck you better change the access to the cameras back, or so help me, I’ll make you pay.” It’s an almost daily occurrence where she locks him out and he has to hack his way back in. I knew he’d be protective, but let the girl live her life.
When I leave my closet, I find Jasper waiting for me on the end of the bed. His gaze tracks over my features, and he clears his throat before he’s able to say anything. “Stunning as always, Little Bird.”
He crooks his finger and then twirls it in the air, indicating he wants me to stand in front of him facing away. The moment I do, his fingertips lift the bottom of my dress. He teases me, his touch dancing along my skin, getting closer and closer to my pussy, but he stops before touching it.
A groan slips past my lips. “It’s not nice to start things you aren’t planning on finishing.”
“Needy little slut,” Vander says from the doorway. His gaze undresses me, much like it did last night.
“You love me that way,” I sass back. The comment immediately earns me a slap on the ass from Jasper. Sometimes I really hate when they team up against me. I like it a hell of a lot more when it’s like it was last night. Now that I can get on board with.
“You’re right, I do. But you don’t get your orgasms until after you kill someone. No breaking your own rule.”
I narrow my eyes on him. “Are you volunteering? Because that can be arranged,” I hiss.
“Reginetta.” The way he says my nickname makes my toes curl. When it’s mixed with Jasper’s fingertips dragging along my leg as he fastens a holster on me… I’m a freaking puddle. “You know you’d never kill me.”
Once again, I hate that one of them is right, and I choose to purposefully ignore him.
Glancing down, I watch as Jasper reaches for my gorgeous butterflies. He carefully inserts them in the holster, making sure he doesn’t cut himself on the many sharp edges. His gaze meets mine and my heart skips a beat.
