CHAPTER 7

***CLARY***

Clary looked at her brother in disgust, but turned to Isabelle. Izzy kissed her, but she could tell it was half-assed and Clary felt the same. "Like you mean it", Jonathan commanded, "wouldn't want someone to accidently let slip to father about you two"

This proved to be enough motavation for them to start to get into it a little more. "Pretend he's not here", Izzy murmered in her ear. Clary nodded and blocked out Jonathan, starting to really kiss Izzy. Izzy's hands tugged her shirt over her head and wandered up Clary's bare torso. Izzy's shirt and bra flew off somewhere and Clary's bra soon followed. They stumbled towards the bed, Clary landing on bottom. Izzy's hands grasped Clary's breasts, elicting a moan from the smaller girl. Izzy pinched and played with her nipples and Clary broke their lips apart to throw her head back with a moan. She reached between them to undo Isabelle's pants. They soon diapeared somewhere in the dark room as she grinded against Clary.

Clary's jeans and panties were suddenly gone and she felt a hand drift down her body untill Isabelle slid a finger into her. She whimpered as Izzy kissed down her body untill her face was in front of Clary's heat. She lazily slid her tounge up Clary's pussy ad Clary's fists gripped the sheets hard. Izzy kept her fingers moving inside of Clary as she sucked on the redheads clit. The taller girl added a finger and curled them upwards, hitting a spot that made Clary's back arch and a emit high pitched gasp/moan.

One of Clary's hands made their way into Isabelle's hair, the other coming up to grip the headboard above her. She heard Jonathan groan and opened her eyes to see him pumping his dick in his hand, never taking his eyes off the specticle in front of him. Her eyes closed again as she was lost in the sensations of Izzy eating her out.

What seemed like a long time, but was probably only a few minutes later, Clary's nails dug into the headboard, the hand that was in Izzy's hair coming up to grab her own breast. "Isabelle!", Clary gasped, "Ohhhhhhh, right there! Yes! Yes! Ohhhhhhhh, AH! AH! AH! ISABELLE!"

Her body spasmed as Clary screamed, her back lifting off the bed, cumming hard. Izzy kept pumping her fingers though Clary's orgasm. Finnaly, her back fell back to the bed and Izzy made her way up her body, kissing Clary passionatly. Clary moaned at her own taste on Isabelle's lips and tounge. Clary regained her stregnth and pulled Izzy higher on her body. She seemed to understand and moved so that she was pratically sitting on Clary's face. Clary focused on doing what Izzy had done to her, sliding her tounge into Izzy's bare cunt. To her delight, Izzy moaned and Clary flicked at her clit with her tounge. Clary decided that she liked how Izzy tasted, sweet and slightly like apples for some reason. She eagerly lapped at her lover, relishing in the moans that she got in return.

Izzy lasted much longer than Clary had, but she was fine with that. Izzy gripped the headboard and bucked, riding Clary's face, not that she was complaining. Her moans were getting louder and more frequent. Clary felt the bed dip and two strong hands gripped her hips. "Do not resist, Clarissa, and this will be plesant for you", Jonathan said. She realized what he was about to do, but fear of what he would do if she denied him what he wanted kept her from doing anything. Suddenly she felt pain in her lower region as her brother entered her and whimpered. Thankfully, the pain soon faded and she found herself moaning into Isabelle. Jonathan was clearly already close and grunted, speeding up. Clary had already been wet from Izzy's moans and she felt her brother hit that spot that Izzy had and bucked her hips in time with Jonathan.

Almost ten minutes later, Izzy moaned Clary's name and spasmed, cumming on Clary's face. She eagerly slurped it up, loving Izzy's taste. Izzy moved off Clary to watch her get fucked by her own brother. Jonathan leaned over Clary, his arms braced on either side of her head. He turned his head to kiss Isabelle as Clary clenched around him, hating it and loving it at the same time. She called Izzy's name, which seemed to slightly piss Jonathan off abit, but he could only grunt and suddenly pulled out, Izzy pumping his dick with her hand quickly. He came with a growl, white liquid covering Clary's stomach and breasts. After a few moments of heavy breathing from all three, Jonathan got off the bed and redressed. "Well, that certainly was fun. I hope we can do it again sometime. Oh, and Clarissa", he walked to the side of the bed and gripped her chin, forcing her to look up at him, "when I'm fucking you, it's MY name you scream. Understood?"

Terrified, she nodded rapidly. He smirked and suntered out the door. A few moments later, Clary stood up, "I'm takeing a shower", she said, eyeing the sticky white stuff that covered her. Izzy nodded,

"Me too. Mind if I join?"

Clary shook her head and they walked into the bathroom that ajoined to Clary's room. They washed each other, but neither made a move, both too exausted to do anything else. When they finished, they snuggled up under the covers together, "So... are we a thing?", Clary asked, looking up at Izzy. She smiled and nodded,

"Of course we are. I'm proud to be your girlfreind"

Clary smiled, releived. She really didn't want to be just 'freinds with benifits'. Izzy pecked her on the lips and Clary allowed herslef to fall asleep in the black haired beauty's arms.