Chapter 11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
RAVEN
“ Y ou okay?” Ander asked as he drove, glancing over at me with a small frown.
I wasn’t. The urge to tell him to go back to Reid was strong, but I couldn’t just forgive him and pretend like nothing had happened.
“Yeah,” I answered, watching the scenery change from fancy houses, to modest, and once we drove into the Heights, burned down or boarded.
Josh had always said one day we’d live in one of the fancy homes in Ashburn, but I knew he was only saying that to give us all hope. I never wanted a big home, just one that had windows and didn't get shot at regularly. Food in the fridge and being able to sleep without worry was more important to me than anything else.
“I can call him to meet us at the house, if you want?” he offered, knowing exactly what I was feeling down about.
“He ruined everything.”
“I know.”
“I don’t want to forgive him.”
“You don’t have to. If you feel better having him around, he’d respect your boundaries. Unless he takes my advice, I told him to back you into a corner,” he said with zero hesitation, making me turn to glare at him.
“Excuse me?”
“If he backed you into a corner and just kissed the angry demon out of you, it would help,” he smirked, laughing when I swatted at him.
“That’s rapey!”
“I wouldn’t give that advice to anyone else, but Reid? Yeah, it would fix all your problems. If you want to keep punishing him, I suggest letting me rail you in front of him while he’s tied up in the corner. He’d be so mad.”
“You’re the worst fucking person on the planet,” I scolded, slapping at his hand when he reached over to place it on my thigh. “Stop it!”
“Face it, you like my hands on you. Stop hitting me, or I’ll crash the car.”
“Fuck you.”
“Say please and I’ll think about it,” he teased, a gasp leaving me as he fisted my hair and yanked me a little closer. “If you want to keep using your mouth, wrap it around my cock.”
“Make me,” I taunted, almost wishing he would. A weird part of me liked that he wasn’t afraid to be rough with me, and his demanding side pissed me off and turned me on at the same time.
He saw right through me, knowing I liked it, and heat filled my body as he released me to unbutton his pants. My tongue darted out to lick my lips as he pulled himself free, his eyes flicking from the road, to me, then back to the road on repeat.
There was no warning before he unbuckled my seat belt and fisted my hair again, shoving my face down into his lap.
“Watch the piercings on your teeth,” he said gently, despite the rough grip he had on me, and his hips jerked as I put him in my mouth without argument. “Jesus, just like that.”
I put my knees on the seat so I was in a more comfortable position, taking him deeper until he forced my head down all the way and choked me.
I tried to pull back in a panic, but he held firm, his voice low. “So good for me.”
I choked more, my hands going to his thigh to try and pull back.
Was this how I died? Death by dick?
What a slutty way to go out.
He let me go, and I pushed back to suck in air, glaring at him. “What the fuck was that for?”
“A bit of panic is good.”
“For who?”
“Me. Your throat goes nice and tight,” he grinned, and for some stupid reason, I laughed.
“You’re an asshole.”
“Certified. Go on, choke on my cock some more. If you’re really good, I’ll pull over.”
I leaned closer, biting his ear and making him hiss.
“Or you could pull over right now.”
“You want to mess around out here where anyone could see us? What would Reid think?” he teased, cursing when I leaned back down to put him back in my mouth.
I was rougher this time, a grunt leaving him as I took one of the metal balls between my teeth and tugged slightly.
He seemed to like it, so I did it again with another bar, sensing him turn off the road and pull over somewhere.
I was yanked off him, his mouth slamming against mine as he hauled me almost into his lap. I scrambled to straddle him, cursing as I smacked my head against the roof of the car in the small space.
We learned this lesson last time. There wasn’t enough room in the car.
He reclined the seat to give us a little more space, his hand slipping into my bra to grab my knife. At first, I had no idea what he was doing, but then I startled as he reached between us with the knife to cut my jeans. It was way too close to my fucking coochie, and these jeans were one of only a couple I owned.
“Hey!”
“I’ll buy you new ones,” he scoffed, and once he had a decent hole in the fabric, he tossed the knife aside into my vacated seat and grabbed my jeans in both hands to tear it more.
Seeing him so frantic for me was a little overwhelming, but he didn’t let me think about it for long as he forced my mouth back to his.
A shudder rolled through me as he tore my panties and teased my pussy with his dick, precum leaking everywhere as if he’d already finished. I rolled my hips, trying to get him to push inside, but he continued rubbing the head against my clit, the slickness from the precum making it super easy.
“Condom,” I murmured against his lips, and he shook his head.
“No, I want to be dripping out of you for the rest of the day.”
The second the words left his mouth, need flooded through me. I knew better than anyone that accidents happened, and as much as it sounded hot coming from his mouth, I couldn’t risk it.
“Ander.” I tried sounding firm, but my hips rolled to encourage him. Apparently, I’d lost my goddamn mind.
“I said, no,” he growled, guiding himself right where I wanted him and sliding his free arm around my waist to pull me down over him.
One of my hands grabbed the headrest as I gasped from the sudden intrusion, his fingers digging into my waist as he bounced me.
Testing the waters a little, I released my grip on the headrest and slid my fingers around his throat instead as I rolled my hips. I’d never taken charge like this before, and I was pretty sure I was making a fool out of myself.
The curse that left him said otherwise though.
“You want to dominate me, baby? Fuck, a little faster,” he managed to get out, my confidence building the more he talked. He let go of my hips, simply letting me do whatever the hell I wanted.
It was hard to balance, but once I braced a hand on the window it helped, bouncing a little and gasping as his piercings rubbed me in all the right places. I needed more, but I didn’t know what of.
I flexed my fingers, his gaze holding mine as I tried to figure out if I was being sexy or not. When his hand lifted to rest over mine, my face heated. I was doing it wrong.
“Press on the sides, not the front,” he murmured, not letting me pull away when I tried. “You want to be dominant? Don’t hide it. I’ll teach you.”
“This isn’t sexy,” I scowled, an amused smirk tugging at his mouth.
“Uh, yes, it is. You riding me with your hand around my throat? I’ve hit the jackpot. I draw the line at pegging though.”
I huffed out a small laugh, his carefree attitude making me want to try more.
What would I like? Could I blow his mind despite my fumbling?
I let him guide my hand to where he wanted it on his throat, and I knew he wasn’t faking it when I squeezed a little and his pupils dilated. I squeezed harder, getting into a rhythm as I used him to get myself off.
It was hot as hell, and I’d barely started coming when he grabbed my hips to fuck up into me.
So. Fucking. Good.
“You need a car with a back seat,” I panted as he slowed to let me recover, not minding when it was obvious our roles switched as he took my chin firmly in his grip to pull me down for a kiss, his other hand staying on my waist to keep me moving.
“Maybe you need one.”
“I can’t afford a car.”
“I’ll buy you one.”
“If you want to finish, don’t talk money with me,” I bit out, yelping as his hand cracked against my ass sharply.
“Shut up and fuck me, Raven.”
“You—” I didn’t get to argue as he kissed me again, gripping my ass and fucking into me, giving me no choice but to try and hold onto the damn window and headrest. The windows were fogged up and my handprints were all over the glass, our heavy breathing loud as I tried to take over again.
It was almost like a fight for the finish, both of us coming with a shout as I collapsed on top of him to catch my breath.
His cock throbbed inside me, and I winced as I felt his cum start to leak out of me.
“We’re making a mess,” I warned, but he just stroked my back and pressed a kiss to my shoulder.
“Worth it.”
I finally took in our surroundings, noticing we were no longer on the main road and were parked half behind a tree, relief filling me. At least he was smart enough to get us out of the open.
“Um, how do I get off you without getting cum everywhere?” I asked slowly, amusement flashing across his face.
“You don’t. Mess up my car all you like.”
“You won’t be saying that when you have company and they ask why there’s cum stains on the seat,” I deadpanned, his eyes narrowing.
“The only person allowed in my passenger seat is you.”
“And when you need to pick up Riley or?—”
“I have no issue warning them that you’ve rightfully marked your territory. They have their own cars anyway,” he shrugged, lifting me with ease and placing me in the passenger seat. I was pretty sure there was now cum from one side of the car to the other. “Glovebox might have some wipes.”
I didn't want to ask why he kept wipes in his car, so I eagerly opened it and thankfully found them, awkwardly trying to clean the mess between my legs that was now soaking into my torn jeans and smeared all over the car seat.
He didn’t bother cleaning himself up as he zipped up his pants, buckled me in, and started the car that I hadn’t even realized he’d turned off.
We didn’t talk as he drove the rest of the way to my dad’s house, and when I went to climb out, he stopped me.
“Wait here.”
“Ander—”
“Your ass is hanging out the massive hole in your jeans,” he chuckled, opening his door. “I’ll be back in a second.”
I wasn’t going to ignore his warning about flashing the neighborhood, so I waited as he walked around the house and vanished, barely having to wait more than a minute before I saw the porch light flick on.
Ander appeared a second later, making his way back to the car as his eyes scanned his surroundings. I studied him, seeing parts of the murderous monster below the surface.
He was ready for anything, and I knew without a doubt that if someone attacked us right now, he’d take them down with ease.
I should’ve been scared of him, he was no different than the other monsters of the world that I avoided, but I felt safer having him around.
He climbed back into the car and handed me something, pain hitting me right in the chest when I recognized it. The writing was just a date, but I knew before I flipped it over that it was a photo from Josh’s thirteenth birthday, the last birthday he ever got to have.
I swallowed as I turned the photo over, seeing the smiling faces of Josh, Reid, Logan, and me. I’d kept it under my mattress, and I’d forgotten to grab it when Ander had made me pack my bags.
“This was outside?” I asked without glancing over at him as he started the car.
“Saw it through the window of your bedroom. It was half under the bed,” he answered, pulling away from the curb. “They broke the door, someone’s sleeping in there.”
I didn’t say anything, and he thankfully understood that I wanted some space as he stayed quiet for the rest of the drive back to his place.
Zavier
“Suck on that!” Jett shouted as he madly pressed the buttons on his game controller, killing Logan who laughed. These two were the only guys I knew that didn’t seem to get too angry about dying in a game. It was just for fun, nothing serious.
Maddox was playing with them, leaving me to hangout with Beckett at the table as she cleaned her guns.
“I’m surprised you haven’t been on your phone all day checking in with Raven,” Beckett observed without looking up at me, her focus on her weapon as she put it back together.
“I know she’s safe.”
“You think she’s safe with Lavaro?”
“I trust him to keep her safe just as much as I trust you. You know he’s working with Dante to take Stefano down, so give him a chance to prove himself,” I answered, making her scoff.
“Or he’s playing us all and he’s full of shit.”
Maddox groaned loudly, glaring over his shoulder at her. “Beck, give it a rest. You know for a fact Mom doesn’t back down unless she’s sure she can. If she says Lavaro isn’t a threat, then he’s not.”
“You’re all blinded by his bullshit. He’s lying. I don’t know what about, but something doesn’t feel right as if he’s not telling us everything,” she answered sharply.
“I don’t like him near Raven,” Logan said with a wince, eyeing me. “I know he’s our friend, dude, but he was cagey before bailing. Now he’s back like nothing happened.”
Logan had no idea that Ander had slept with Raven, and I didn’t like the idea of discussing it with him. He was hurting, and I didn’t want to make it worse.
I’d kind of hoped Raven would talk to him about it herself.
My phone rang, and I frowned as Reid’s name popped up on the screen. I pressed answer and lifted it to my ear, not even greeting him before he spoke. “Where are you?”
“At Beckett’s, why? What’s wrong?” I asked slowly, Beckett’s eyes shifting to mine in question.
“Raven and Lavaro left Riley’s a little while ago. Rae was really upset. Clint took out a second mortgage and the payments are behind. She thought I was still paying it,” he replied tightly, and I blew out a breath.
“Do you know where they were going?”
“To check on the house. Clint tripped a fuse or something and thought the electricity was shut off. If I go after them, I’ll just make it worse. Can you?—”
“Yeah, man. I’ll go and find them.”
“You know he’s fucking her, right?” he asked lightly, and I wasn’t going to lie to him.
“Yeah, I know.”
“You’re okay with that? Isn’t she with you?”
“He treats her right, so I’m fine sharing her,” I said quietly, well aware that Logan heard me because he sat up straight and gave me his full attention.
“You think he treats her right? Dude, he bent her over his fucking car,” Reid bit out, but he didn’t sound angry, just tired.
“If given the chance, you’d bend her over your car too,” I grunted. “I’ll go and find them. Thanks for calling.”
“Look after her,” he said firmly before hanging up, and Beckett sighed.
“I assume you’re leaving?”
“Yeah. Raven was just at Riley’s. Her dad took out a second mortgage on the house and payments are behind,” I stated as I stood, Logan standing from the couch without a word. “Can you drop me off?”
He nodded and pulled his keys from his pocket, saying goodbye as we headed outside. It was still daylight, but the cooling air was the first sign that evening was almost here.
Once we were in the car, Logan turned to me. “Who’s the guy you were talking about on the phone?”
“Lavaro.”
“No, I meant the guy Raven’s seeing. I heard you say you were sharing her with someone.”
I glanced at him, repeating myself slowly. “Lavaro.”
“She fucking hates him,” he said with surprise, looking like I’d slapped him in the face when I answered.
“She wants to hate him, but she can’t. He’s been really good to her, Logan. The new shoes on her feet are thanks to him, or she’d still be wearing those ratty ones that were holding on by a thread. He keeps her safe, cooks for her, and he gave up his bed for us while he took the couch.”
“He bent her over his car?”
He sounded more curious than angry, and I gave him a knowing look. Logan had been fucking her in his car too, so he wasn’t going to judge someone else for it.
“I know you want to know everything, but I don’t want to discuss it with you. All I know is they slept together once. If you want more answers than that, you’ll need to talk to Raven or Ander. It’s not my place.”
He nodded and started the car, starting to drive. “Where am I taking you?”
“Drive past Raven’s house and see if they’re there. If not, we’ll head to Ander’s.”
The trip didn’t take long, and Ander’s Supra wasn’t at Raven’s, so we drove the rest of the way to Ander’s instead.
We parked out front and Logan switched the engine off, giving me a stern look. “I want to see her.”
“You’ll make it worse and you know it. She’s stated she doesn’t want to see you, man. Don’t force it,” I warned.
“Let me come in. If she asks me to leave, I will,” he promised, waiting for me to nod before he climbed out and followed me towards the front door. I let us in, Ander’s annoyed voice reaching me from the kitchen before we’d even walked in.
“If he upsets her more, I’ll put my fist through his face. She’s emotionally wrecked. The last thing she needs is more bullshit.” He looked up as we walked into the room, his eyes studying Logan with annoyance even as his voice softened. “Hey, bro.”
“Hey,” Logan muttered, flicking his eyes around the kitchen. “Where is she?”
“Shower. Maybe don’t surprise her in there.”
“I’ll check on her and let her know he’s here. If she doesn’t want to see him, he’ll leave. Right, Logan?” I asked, knowing it was painful for him to agree, but he wouldn’t make her uncomfortable.
I left the guys to catch up while I entered the bathroom, finding Raven standing under the hot spray, letting the water wash the day away. She probably wanted to be left alone, but I stripped naked and joined her, pulling her back against my front.
“Reid called me to check on you,” I said when she stayed silent, her body relaxing into mine.
“I can’t believe I thought he’d keep paying the mortgage,” she mumbled, turning to face me as she wiped her drenched hair back from her face.
“I was supposed to sort something out and forgot. I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, it’s mine,” she sighed, wincing as my leg bumped against her pussy.
“When did you two find time to fuck?” I joked, her face heating as amusement hit me. I loved how awkward she was about sex, it was cute considering she was usually so bold and confident.
“In the car after we left Reid’s,” she answered, a small smile tugging at her lips. “I know there’s not a lot of room, but car sex is hot. He owes me new jeans, he cut the crotch out of mine with my knife.”
“I’m jealous I keep missing it. Watching you two fuck would be hot,” I grinned, dropping a kiss on her cheek. “I’m going to be a buzzkill and tell you that Logan’s in the kitchen.”
Her face fell, and when she took a step back, I let her. “I don’t?—”
“He agreed that if you want him to leave, he will. He’s just worried and wanted to see you,” I assured her. “He’ll leave if you ask.”
She chewed on her bottom lip, considering what to do. She’d never had to second guess anything with Logan before, and I hated that she was unsure around him now.
“I can’t just forgive him,” she finally said, making me nod.
“He knows that and doesn't expect you to.”
“I’ll have to tell him about Ander.”
“He knows. Reid called me and asked if I knew about you two, and Logan overheard the conversation and asked who we’d been talking about. I’m not comfortable discussing your sex life, but I didn’t lie when he asked. I told him you’d slept with Ander once and that was all I’d tell him.”
I expected her to be pissy at me for telling him, but she almost looked relieved.
“I don’t have to tell him?”
“No.”
“Thank fuck,” she groaned, a chuckle leaving me.
“Does this mean you’d like to see Logan? If not, I’ll go out there and tell him you’re not ready.”
“I want to see him,” she said softly, taking my hand and giving it a squeeze.
“Let’s finish up in here and head out there then.”
We climbed out and dried off, my eyes catching on her ripped jeans. She hadn’t been kidding, the whole crotch was torn open.
Her hair was wet, so she patted it dry with the towel and left it to air dry as we got dressed before stepping into the hallway, nerves crossing her face.
“I don’t know what to say to him,” she said quietly, her face softening a fraction when she heard Logan laugh at something Ander had said. She was angry, but she couldn’t just pretend like he’d never meant anything to her.
She missed him, and I hoped that seeing him would help them start to repair the damage.
“Start with hello,” I offered, and she elbowed me in the ribs and started walking ahead of me.
She hesitated before stepping into the kitchen, and Logan’s eyes ran over her instantly to make sure she was okay.
Ander inspected her discreetly too as he finished serving the food, and I realized he’d served four bowls of pasta.
Logan was fighting himself not to say anything, I could tell he wanted to blurt a bunch of stuff out, but he waited until Raven spoke.
“Hey,” she said carefully, her voice cracking a fraction.
“Hey,” he answered, not taking his eyes off her. “How are you?”
I didn’t want to be pushy, but I strategically walked past her to grab a bowl, giving her no choice but to step out of my way and closer to Logan. She was weakening, seeming unsure if she should get closer or not.
Ander slid two bowls in their direction before grabbing one for himself, walking closer to her and giving her hip an affectionate squeeze. “You two talk. Me and Lopez will eat in the living room.”
I expected her to decline, but she nodded and took a seat at the counter beside Logan, grabbing her fork and shoving pasta into her mouth as if it would delay the conversation.
Since I knew Logan was treading carefully, I followed Ander into the other room, hoping they figured their shit out a little in private.