Ravager aka Rose Wilson

When I was a member of the new Teen Titans there was this other girl on the team," Megan begins as she sits up and begins poking her fingers together nervously, "Ravager, her real name is Rose Wilson."

"Tell me about her", you say reassuringly as you brush some of Megan's hair behind her ear sensing through your bond how nervous, yet excited she's getting thinking bout her former teammate.

Megan takes hold of your hand and nuzzles her cheek against your palm. "She was the total opposite of me," Megan begins as she projects images of herself at Titans tower sitting in a lounge area as a sexy girl with snow whit hair comes walking in wearing nothing but a black t-shirt and a pair of panties. "She has that whole sexy bad girl thing going on, which isn't surprising considering that she's Deathstroke's daughter."

"You mean Deathstroke the super assassin?!" You ask, shocked that the titans would allow someone like that on the team.

"That's the one," Megan confirms and you can hear her giggle in your head. "It surprised me too but Robin had been **** to keep the team going at the time, so he was willing to take a chance on her. But judging by the amount of times I saw her leaving his room naked I think he might have had other reasons for recruiting her." You feel a distant wisp of jealousy but When Megan looks at you it vanishes and you can feel her arousal as she runs a hand down your bare chest.

"So my favorite little martian girl is a peeping Tom?" you tease.

"What? No!" she blushes making her cheeks look like a couple of sour apple blow pops with the bubble gum center nearly exposed. "I was just getting a late night snack and…."

Yet with her mind completely open to you, you know she's not being entirely truthful. "And you sensed that someone was getting their brains fucked out and couldn't help but try to get a little closer. All the better too sense it, is that it?" You tease your little concubine as you lean in and gently kiss her neck.

"Mmmm feels nice," Megan thinks/mummers. "Actually what I felt most times was frustration from both of them, followed by Robin running to the gym, but Ravager would head back to her room and find…..other ways to relieve herself. Her mind was VERY noisy when that happened, so it wasn't really snooping." As Megan recounts this story you can feel what she felt all those times, an intense sexual heat that causes you to grab her hips and pull her up so that she is straddling your lap and bury your cock back in her pussy which is dripping wet again.

Megan begins to bounce up and down on your cock slowly. "Shhhhhhit yeah, the things she thought about then, OH FUCK, it used to drive me crazy." Her nails begin to rake your back as the heat of the moment combined with Megan's charged memory drive you both as she begins to pick up the pace while you lower your mouth and latch your lips around a dark green nipple. "I never understood until now. She's such a dirty little slut, I want to ride her filthy little mouth while you fuck her brains out, I want her to taste me as her mind gets bound to yours master, please. "

"Oh I think that can be arranged", you assure her as you project the mental image of Ravager bound to a bed with her hands above her head being fucked by you with her head buried between Miss Martians legs as the alien girl faces you so the two of you can share a kiss over her prone body.

"OH FUCK YESSSSS. THANK YOUUUUUUU!!!!" Megan wails as she reaches an earth shattering climax, which is echoed in your own mind causing to cum in unison with her.

You sit there a moment with Megan clinging to you until she has regained enough composure to use her telekinetics to retrieve her old Titans communicator. "We all agreed to keep these in case we needed to contact one another in an emergency." A wicked little grin comes to Megan's lips, "I never thought I'd be using it for something like this." With that she licks her lips and punches in Ravagers private code on the communicator, "Ravager its Miss Martian come in."

A few seconds later a smoky voice responds, "Megan are you ok? You sound shaky."

Megan looks at you and her smile widens, "I'm fine for now, but I can't talk for long I've found something I think you should see."

"What is it?" Ravager asks sounding uncertain.

"I can't talk now meet me at our rendezvous location."

"Ok I'll contact the rest of the old team and…"

"No!" Megan cuts her off. "At least not yet, I want your opinion on it before we call anyone else if it turns out to be nothing, well Robin…" she lets the last bit trail off.

"Will launch into a self-righteous lecture," Ravager finishes, and you can practically hear her frown. "All right I'll meet you there in two hours.

"Will do, and Ravager," Megan's eyes sparkle with malicious mischief as she looks at you, "thanks you wont regret it."

"You're a devious little minx, aren't you?" You smirk as you stand and set Miss Martian down.

"Anything to please my master," she replies as she uses her telekinesis to redress you and materialize her close. "My bio-ship will get us to the rendezvous well ahead of Ravager, this way we can have everything prepared for her arrival.