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Raven
her jealousy was starting to rub off on me.
Who do you think it is?
' Midnight mutters as we follow Neah out of Mallory's room.
She was all hyped up after learning that one of the strategies to help Neah would be sex.
She was desperate to know who Damien had been sleeping with while he was going through it and 'We should go back and demand the information!' She sulks
'Neah is more important.' I mutter, though I wanted to know the answer too. They were in the middle of nowhere. There was a female Rogue and Mallory. It couldn't have been the Rogue. Did that mean he sleeping with his best friend?
No. No. That was all before me. I can't be jealous of his past.
'Raven.' Danes voice interrupts my thoughts. 'Keep Neah upstairs.'
'What's going on?' I link him back.
'I will explain later. For now, Neah doesn't need to see this.'
Neah was already at the top of the stairs when I stopped her. "Hey, can you come and help me with something?"
"Raven, I'm starving." She mutters with a groan. "And if I'm to get through this, I at least need to keep these two happy." She rubs her stomach.
"Then you are in luck. I have some candy bars in my room and it won't take long."
Her shoulders drop as she sighs. Thankfully she turns back and follows me to my room. "What do you need help with?"
"I...." shit I hadn't actually thought of anything.
'Ask her to look at your wound to make sure it's not infected. You can't see the back of your leg.' Midnight mutters in a hurry.
I repeat Midnight's words to Neah, she nods her head and follows me to my room.
My eyes flicker to the window, half expecting to see another handprint, this time, there is nothing there. Being watched was something I had never really had to worry about until now. And it felt like no matter where I was, eyes were on me.
It takes Neah less than a minute to inspect my leg.
"I don't really know what I'm looking for, but it doesn't look any worse." She drops down onto the edge of my bed. "You are hiding something from me. You could have had Damien look at your leg and I know you could have seen your reflection in that massive mirror."
My cheeks flame and I quickly turn away. That mirror had seen a lot the last couple of days.
"It's because of this darkness in me, isn't it?" She pauses. "Raven, just tell me, you know I hate secrets."
"I don't know what it is. I just know Dane asked me to keep you upstairs."
She immediately gets to her feet. Puffing out her cheeks.
"Focus on what Mallory said. You need to keep busy." I pull out a handful of candy bars from the drawers and hand them to her.
"Let them deal with it. Everyone has your best interests at heart. None of them are doing this to intentionally keep secrets from you." Something hits the window, making both of us scream.
Blood is smeared as though something had just slid down the glass.
"What was that?!" We both speak in unison and move to the window
I pause when I see him. He was just as I remembered him and our eyes met moments before men started charging him. He disappears into the forest.
"Was...was that him?" Neah whispers to me as Damien crashes into the room.
"In human form." I feel a knot in my stomach.
Damiens arms wrap around me. He pulls my back in firmly against his chest. A reminder that he was here. "They will get him. But I want to know why you are in just a tee and panties."
"He was out in the middle of the grounds, in broad daylight. He threw something at the window. I'm his target." I mutter, feeling a rush of panic.
"He won't get to you." Damien tells me. "I will kill him myself."
"What did he throw at the window?" Neah asks. "I can't quite see."
Damien pauses. "I think it's best you speak to Dane about that." He reaches forward and pulls the curtain closed.
"Tell me!" Neah demands
"Neah, he's right, wait for Dane."
I see the last thing I want to see.
Her eyes slowly darkening, until there is only a very faint ring of blue.
What if Damien was right?
What if this is it? What if we had run out of time?
"Damien, don't." I mutter, at the same time, I knew the next words out of Neah's mouth would be an order. An order he couldn't refuse.
"Tell..."
"Dane's coming." Damien interrupts her. "He will give you all your answers, probably more than what I can give you right now."
She stares at him and very, very slowly, the black in her eyes retreat. Thank the Goddess for that.
"Neah?" Dane's softly spoken voice fills the room. He only ever spoke to her like that. Sometimes it seemed like he was almost afraid of breaking her or maybe he knew it would help reason with her more. I just knew he never spoke to the rest of us in that way. Her eyes flash to him. And for a brief moment, I expected the darkness to return.
'She's scary when she is like that.' Midnight murmurs. I agreed and sometimes, it almost felt like I barely knew her.
"Come with me." He holds a hand out to her.
Her eyes flash back to Damien and I.
"Come." His word is more forceful this time but she goes to him. His eyes flash up to Damien. "Don't let my sister out of your sight."
"I'm not planning on it."
Dane closes the door as Damien's breath fans over my cheek and his hands cup my ass. "Now are you going to tell me why you have no joggers on?"
"It was the only thing I could think of to keep Neah upstairs."
"Really?" He muses.
"Not like that, obviously. I wanted her to look at my leg."
"This leg." His fingers skim around the outside of the wound. Small spikes of pain snake out across my leg, followed by jolts of electricity as his teeth graze my ear lobe.
"Damien," I whisper as his lips travel to my neck. This really wasn't the ideal time, but he made me feel like the world fell away from us. That it's just me and him and nothing else mattered.
His hands slide up under my tee, firmly squeezing my breasts as the tips of his fingers pull on my nipples until they become hardened peaks. Pinching them until another moan breaks free from my throat.
He pulls my tee off and turns me around to face him. "On your knees."
I drop, without hesitating and ignore the pain in my leg. He is quick to unfasten his jeans, letting them fall and freeing his hardening cock. Taking it in one hand, he rubs the tip along my lips. I couldn't resist flicking my tongue over it. He growls as his cock jerks from my touch.
Looking up at him, I open my mouth a little wider, taking the whole head of his cock into my mouth.
Rocking his hips, the tip of his cock rubs back and forth over my lips as I continue to keep my eyes locked on him.
He sinks a little deeper as my tongue swirls around his solid length.
"Fuck, Raven." He growls and his hand locks in my hair as he thrusts into my mouth.
Droplets of cum fall on to my tongue, letting me taste his saltiness that somehow had a sweet kick to it as it rolled back my throat.
When I didn't gag, it made him more determined to fuck my mouth. Hitting the back of my throat over and over until he filled my mouth with his load. With his hand locked in my hair, he pulls my head back, wiping away anything that had escaped my mouth.
"Open." He mutters. His dark eyes drift down to my open and very empty mouth. A smile creeps across his lips as he pulls me to my feet. His hand cups my pussy before I'm even fully on my feet. His fingers stroke over my wet panties, pushing against the fabric, that is barely holding him back..
"You are so wet." He mutters against my ear. Pushing the fabric to one side, he slides a finger inside me. I fight the moan that is brewing, until his lips hit mine and a second finger makes its way inside of me. "Ohhh...."
His thumb circles my clit as his lips break from mine. He watches me as the orgasm builds. Beads of sweat make their way down the crevice of my back as I struggle to hold on.
My hands lock on to his shoulders as my nails dig into his skin when finally, the orgasm tears through me.
Of all the people I slept with, the orgasms had never been as good as they are with Damien.
His fingers retreat, but continue to circle my throbbing clit.
"Tired?" He muses as I let my body fall against him. "Because I'm not done."
His cock is already hardening against my leg when he pulls me onto the bed, pushing himself between my thighs.
His lips and teeth alternate between small bites and kisses as they work their way down between my breasts
He stops, just above my belly button. "Are you still thinking about him?"
"What?" I prop myself up on my elbows to look at him. What the hell was he talking about? It hits me, he had felt what I felt when I saw Salem in human form.
I try to push Damien off, but it was a useless attempt. His body doesn't even budge.
"I am your mate, I'm the one who can make you cum so fucking hard that you are dripping all over me."
"This was some kind of test?!" I snap
"You passed." He mutters as I grab the pillow and smack him across the head. He still doesn't move.
"Get off me!" I growl at him.
He stands up, glaring at me.
"If you had even bothered to ask, I felt sorry for him. Not that I wanted to sleep with him!"
"He was your mate once."
"And he rejected me. And he did this to me!" I point at my leg before hobbling across the room and shutting myself in the bathroom. i was furious that he had even thought I would consider Salem. "Raven?" He is leaning against the other side of the door.
"Just because you can read my mind, it does not mean you have it all figured out. So fuck off." My blood was boiling, I couldn't believe he could even accuse me of such a thing. "I'm not leaving you alone."
"Then don't fucking talk to me!"