The Stars For Valentine’s Day (The Journeyman's Way)

The Stars For Valentine’s Day (The Journeyman's Way) by Trinity Blacio

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cocks. A smaller one which will penetrate here.” Raven worked the finger in and out of her, brushing the thin film that rested against his voyflen.
    “Raven!” he ground out and held still. She squirmed and placed kisses around the gills on his neck, taking in the scent he released.
    Not giving her time to think, Raven removed his finger and worked his voyflen into her pussy while the second one slid into her ass.
    She stilled and tightened up on them. “Relax, it will go easier, Shantel.” Knight’s fingers brushed up and down her arms. He watched Raven try to hold everything back.
    “Saber, her little pleasure button could use some attention if you are up to it.” Raven slid all the way in. “Now, Knight.”
    There was no need to question him. Knight released the gift he would bestow on their female. He pulled out allowing the tiny sprils to penetrate her walls and Raven’s voyflen .
    Where Saber had already been claimed, Knight had waited till this night to claim them both.
    Raven smiled and leaned down, kissing Shantel’s shoulder. She moaned and started to move. “Hold still, little girl,” Raven said before covering his mouth in a hard kiss.
    I thank you for our gift. Let’s finish this so we can have some fun with our woman. Raven lifted his head and winked at him. “I have many different items we need to try out on this little girl. I’ve always been fascinated with the human toys.”
    Shantel’s eyes widened as she glanced at Raven. “What toys?” she squeaked as they moved together to give her the ultimate joy.
    Saber slid his arm under her, playing with her nub. She whimpered, shaking her head before once more turning her attention back to him. “I can’t, it’s too much.”
    “Yes you can, come, little girl. Give your passion to us.” Raven slapped her round end. She jumped, hitting her head on his chin.
    “Raven, warn me next time.” He grunted as her heaven squeezed him tight. Raven spanked her again and again until she screamed, bucked. She exploded, drawing his seed and Raven’s into her body. Both of them thrust in and out of her, Raven’s voyflen against his, her pussy so tight they couldn’t hold back.
    Her sweaty body fell against his and she grunted. “I’m not moving a muscle, but I am thirsty,” she grumbled against his chest.
    “A perfect time to take a break and try this champagne and chocolate,” Raven stated sliding out of her.
    ***
    Every muscle in her body seemed to be jelly. Even her heart was gone. Given to the three men who moved around the room. Raven got the champagne, Saber put pillows onto the bed, and Knight brought a plate of chocolates over.
    But what drew her attention was the metal ceiling opening up to reveal nothing but black and a few flickers in the distance.
    “Here, let me help you,” Saber said. He leaned over and propped her up against the pillows. Raven gave her the first glass. Shantel watched the men work together, but everything wasn’t right.
    Her chest was heavy, and it took everything to hold back the tears. They had bound her to them. Made love to her. But not one word of the most important thing on Valentine’s Day, love.
    She took a small sip of the bubbly stuff, rubbing her nose when the drink tickled it. “This stuff smells funny,” Saber said before sneezing.
    Shantel laughed as he rubbed his nose. “That is what makes it champagne, the bubbles.”
    Raven lifted her up and took her place, putting her on his lap. “Actually it’s called champagne because of the region it came from.” Shocking her while Saber and Knight grinned.
    Saber handed him a glass of the drink while Knight moved to one side and Saber to the other. “Look up, little girl,” Raven whispered in her ear. “Let your heart lighten as we show you how much you mean to us.”
    In the dark those flicker of lights seemed to move closer. What had first appeared to be few were many. They formed what appeared to be words. “What are they?”
    “Those are the

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