Chapter 16
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
ANDER
I ’d barely slept last night. Once Raven got home after her day out, she crashed pretty early, apparently exhausted from her day of hanging out with Logan.
I, on the other hand, spent most of the night awake in case someone tried to break in again.
No one was getting near Raven, I wouldn’t allow Stefano’s bullshit to get that close to her again, so the moment she woke up and headed out with Zavier for the day, I drove to the Thieves’ compound to buy more security.
I didn’t want cameras here, I knew how easily anyone could hack into them, so I went with some finger print key coded locks instead, deciding on some motion sensors too.
If anyone tripped the perimeter, I’d know about it.
A few basic locks for all other doors inside, just in case we needed to buy time in an emergency.
I could set everything up myself, so I went home with my purchases and got to work on the internal doors first, only just getting the bedroom lock on before I heard fabric rustle close by.
I spun around, yanking my gun out of my pants in the process, and ending up looking down the barrel at Dante’s smirking face.
He was dressed casual today, his usual slicked back, dark brown hair was free of product, and instead of his black suit, he wore black jeans and a white button up shirt.
His brown eyes held their usual taunting though, telling me he was loving my reaction a little too much.
“You’re tense,” he said in Italian with amusement, making me scowl as I lowered the gun to my side.
“What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Try that again but with a little more hello, how are you? ”
“Dante, I fucking mean it. You can’t be here,” I bit out, glancing behind him. “How the fuck did you even get in?”
“Magic,” he said and wiggled his fingers at me, turning his attention to the lock I’d been installing. “Is this to keep her in, or others out?”
Dante knew all about my dick’s fascination with Raven, but he hadn’t been too privy to the fact I’d managed to stop her from hating me.
“To keep people out, smartass. For your information, she’s here of her own free will.”
“Does she know you stare at her while she sleeps?”
“Probably. It would be weird if I spent half the night fucking her and didn’t stare a little when she finally passes out,” I deadpanned, his eyes lighting up.
“You actually got her into bed? No wonder I haven't heard from you. You’ve been too busy boning her.”
“Why are you here?” I asked with a sigh. “Stefano?—”
“Daddy dearest has no idea I’m here, don’t worry,” he cut in, crossing his arms. “So, will there be wedding bells in your near future? Lock her down before someone else does.”
“I’ll only tell you this once. Stay away from her,” I warned, making him chuckle.
“You worry too much. She’s not my type. You know I like big tits in a tight dress. You seem to like women who dress like sloppy men, I don’t get it.”
I tucked the gun back into my pants, narrowing my eyes. “If you’re here to talk shit, you can leave.”
“You’re being sensitive,” he scoffed, glancing around the house and switching the conversation to English. “Why would you want to live in this dump? Come back with me, it’s easier to make murder plans with you when you’re in the same country as me. It won’t take long for Papa to find you here and question your loyalty. I don’t get what the big deal is, just let him deal with the Lopez guy so we can spend time planning. Are the rumors true? Are you having some kind of secret relationship with him? If you’re worried about people finding out, marry Raven and keep fucking Zavier behind closed doors. It’s simple,” he shrugged.
“I’m not into guys,” I said exasperatedly, knowing it was difficult to explain genuine friendships to a guy who’d been raised to trust no one and dispose of anyone who was inconvenient. “He’s my best friend. I know it’s a new concept to you, but we don’t kill our friends.”
“I’m offended. I thought I was your best friend,” he teased, and I gave him a playful shove.
“I can have two, can’t I?”
“I don’t trust him.”
“You don’t trust anyone.”
“Neither should you,” he said seriously, dropping an arm around my shoulders to drag me closer. “Your little friends are going to get you killed. They’re weak, and there’s no way Papa will let this shit go with Zavier. You need to throw Raven over your shoulder and take her back to Italy if you want to keep her safe.”
I was hoping to never see that place again, so there was no way I’d take Raven there. Stefano was likely to punish me, so he’d take it out on Raven in a heartbeat.
I’d rather die than let him touch her.
“Dante—”
“I know, you don’t want to come back, but I think once I’m in charge, you might change your mind. I need someone I trust by my side, and there’s no one I trust more than you,” he said warmly, his arm tightening a fraction. “Think about it.”
“I’m not cut out to be part of the fucking mafia, man.”
“You’ve handled yourself just fine since Papa brought you in. You can share my empire, we’d be unstoppable.”
There was no point arguing about it, so I sighed. “Fine, I’ll think about it. Don’t get too excited though.”
He clapped my shoulder with a grin as he stepped back. “That’s better. Did you have something to do with Leonardo’s disappearance? I heard Papa is looking for him since he didn’t return from a job.”
“If he’s the prick that broke into my house, then yes,” I grunted, leaning back against the wall to cross my arms.
“Papa will be very mad.”
“He’s already mad.”
“What if he finds out it was you?”
“Then we’d better handle him soon,” I replied, panic hitting me when the door opened and Zavier stepped inside with Raven. Zavier halted, putting his arm out to block Raven from getting closer to us. His eyes narrowed on Dante, but Dante was too busy eyeing my girl to notice.
“The fuck are you looking at?” Raven snapped defensively, only making Dante smirk.
“I see why he likes you. I bet you fight him on everything.”
Her eyes slid to mine, trying to find an answer on who the fuck he was, but Zavier scowled.
“You brought the mafia prince here? Where Raven sleeps ?”
“Why does it sound demeaning when he calls me a prince?” Dante chuckled, offering his hand to shake. “My friends call me Dante.”
“I’d bet money on the fact that you don’t have any friends,” Zavier answered flatly.
Dante dropped his hand, interest in his tone. “Oh, you’re a spicy thing too. Ander, are you sure you’re not bending him over? He’s just your type but with a dick.”
“Excuse me,” Zavier exclaimed with offense, motioning to me. “I have major top energy. Ander would be the bottom.”
“Is that right? Ander’s the bottom?” Dante asked as he turned to look at me, making me huff. He wasn’t understanding that it was sarcasm.
“Absolutely not, he’s joking. I told you not to come here, so leave. Next time, just call.”
“I doubt you’d answer your phone. You’ll be too busy knocking on Raven’s cervix,” he said dryly, tilting his head at her. “You look pretty plain, so do you have a fancy party trick in bed or something? He’s fucking obsessed with you.”
“Shut the fuck up. Raven,” I said more sharply than intended, not wanting this to turn into a fight. “Go hang out in the bedroom with Zav while I say goodbye to Dante.”
“You could just let me stab him,” she muttered, giving him the stink eye.
“Please do as I say,” I asked, a little surprised when she blew out an annoyed breath and nodded.
“Fine. Make sure you lock up when he leaves.”
I didn’t dare tell her the house had been locked and he got in.
Zavier followed her, giving Dante a dirty look on the way past, and Dante’s whole body language became tense the second they shut themselves in the bedroom.
“You’re just letting him in there alone with her? Don’t they have history together?”
Sharing the women we loved was practically a mafia sin, so I didn’t even try to explain it to him.
“It’s fine,” I answered in Italian, not wanting Raven or Zavier to hear our conversation.
“I don’t fucking trust her.”
“You don’t have to,” I bit out, motioning to the door. “Don’t stop by like this again. I have things handled, and you’re going to fuck everything up.”
“You’re thinking with your dick,” he muttered as he started walking towards the door.
“You’re the one who showed up to be nosey. Go back to Italy, man. It will raise too many questions if Stefano finds out you’re here. Who’s running things if you’re here?”
“I have it all figured out. Stop stressing,” he grunted, giving me the side-eye.
“We can’t fuck this up. He’ll kill all of us.”
“Then focus. You’re here playing house while he’s scheming. Get your head in the game.”
“Fuck off,” I scowled, bringing him in for a hug anyway. “It’s good to see you though.”
“Stay safe,” he warned, hugging me back. “I need you at my side when this is all over.”
I watched him leave, mostly to make sure the asshole actually left, then I blew out a breath and headed into the bedroom.
I barely made it into the room before Zavier slammed me back against the wall by the throat, fury in his eyes. “What the fuck is he doing here?”
I flicked my eyes to Raven to see her standing close by with her arms crossed, waiting for me to answer. I couldn’t lose their trust, not now.
“He’s on our side. I told you that,” I answered, holding her gaze. “I know you don’t trust him, but trust me. We need his help.”
Zavier snarled, and I thought he was going to punch me from the look on his face. “Why the fuck would you let him in the house? Can you honestly say he won’t hurt Raven?”
“He knows she’s off limits,” I snapped.
“That doesn’t answer my question. Would he hurt her?”
“If she harmed me, then yes. I won’t lie to you and claim he’s a saint,” I muttered, shoving him off me. “He was asking about the guy that broke in here. Stefano will lose his mind when he finds out about it, so he’s a little worried.”
“Or he’s a spy for Stefano and you just confirmed it was you who killed him,” Raven said sarcastically, stepping back when I reached for her. “Admit it. Dante could turn on us.”
“He fucking won’t,” I barked, grabbing her to yank her against me. “Do you fucking trust me, Raven?”
She seemed to think about it for a moment before sighing, relaxing in my hold. “Yeah. I do.”
“Then let me handle this, and trust that I’ll keep you safe.”
“I’ll try,” she said with a wince, standing on tiptoe to kiss my cheek. “But I’ll gut you in your sleep if you’re wrong.”
“The only person around here impaling anyone is me with my cock in your pussy,” I joked, motioning to Zavier who was still giving me a dirty look. “And Lopez can impale you too, if he asks nicely to join us.”
“You’re not turning this fight into sex,” Zavier spat, a smirk tugging at my lips as I turned Raven so that her back was against my front, kissing her neck while toying with the bottom of her shirt.
“Bluebird, would you like me to fix the fight by fucking everything better?”
She squirmed, but Zavier rolled his eyes. “He’s distracting you so you forget that you were mad.”
“We can fight later,” she said without hesitation, sliding a hand behind her so she could get a handful of my dick through my pants. “Right, Lavaro?”
“We can fight while we fuck if you want, babe. I don’t mind,” I chuckled, and the little minx caught me off guard when she grabbed my shirt and shoved me towards the bed.
“You like it when I fight you naked?” she grinned, pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it at me.
“You fucking know I do. Feel free to slap me around a little, as long as you do it while riding me.”
She was trying so hard to look confident, and as much as I loved taking charge, this was totally better. If she kept looking at me like that, I was going to come in my pants.
“Take your cock out for me,” she ordered, sliding her eyes to Zavier. “Are you joining us?”
Her voice held doubt, but he erased that fast as he sat beside me and spoke. “What do you want me to do, baby?”
“Get your dick out too.”
We both did as we were told, and I was happily surprised when she stripped down to her underwear and bra before dropping to her knees in front of us.
“Are you going to take me nice and deep?” I murmured, stroking myself while reaching out with my other hand to run my fingers through her hair.
Instead of responding, she leaned forward and teased the head of my dick with her tongue, taking over stroking me with her hand. Her eyes locked on mine as she slowly pushed me down her throat, a curse leaving Zavier as he worked himself faster.
“Fuck, Raven. All the way down on him, good girl,” he praised, my hips jerking slightly as she choked a little and her throat tightened.
I wanted to protest when she pulled back, but a groan left me as she moved so she could swallow Zavier down next while stroking me. It was fucking hot, especially when her eyes flicked over to me to make sure I was watching her.
“You look so good with his cock filling your bratty little mouth,” I said in a low voice. “You want to give Zav something he really wants but won’t ask you for?”
“Ander,” Zavier bit out, but there was no anger behind it, just a hint of panic. He could trust Raven with anything, and if I had to give him a push, I would.
Curiosity filled Raven’s eyes as she pulled back from him, and I removed her hand from my dick as I stood to grab the lube from the drawer.
“You won’t scare her off. Just ask when you want something,” I replied as I popped open the cap. Raven knew exactly where this was going from the way she offered me her hand, and I drizzled a decent amount of lube on her fingers.
She gave him an unsure look when he didn’t say anything, seeming to snap him out of his thoughts as he reached out to grab her wrist and pulled her closer for a kiss.
“You don’t have to if you don't want to,” he promised, but she shook her head.
“If you like it, then I want to give it to you. Just tell me how. Get naked for me.”
Zavier had never had a problem asking for what he wanted, he was usually pretty demanding to the girls we’d shared in the past, but it was different when he gave a shit about the girl’s opinion about him.
I’d never seen him so unsure before.
He stripped off like she’d asked, lying back with his feet on the mattress. Raven looked at me in silent question, and I nodded for her to go ahead as I started stripping off too, knowing Zavier wouldn’t last long and I’d have Raven bent over in no time.
She knelt between his legs and put his cock in her mouth, only hesitating for a second before bringing her fingers to his ass to rub the lube around it. Zavier jerked, his abs flexing as his fingers threaded through Raven’s vibrant hair as if to anchor himself.
I could’ve told her what to do, I’d seen Zavier in this position more times than I could count so I knew what he liked, but since she seemed more than happy to just explore, I let her figure it out.
I liked watching them together anyway.
Raven
Zavier’s fingers were so tight in my hair that I was sure he was going to yank it out of my head. I hadn’t even pushed a finger inside him yet, but he was rock hard in my mouth as I teased his ass.
I’d never done this before, so I hoped I was doing it right. When I finally pressed a finger against his ass to ease inside, a groan left him and he thrust down my throat on instinct, making me choke a little.
“Raven—” He didn’t get anything else out, something between a moan and a plea leaving him as I pushed inside deeper.
Turning men like Zavier to jelly felt good, and I tried to find a rhythm between my mouth and finger, moving a little faster once some of the resistance was gone.
“Look at what you do to him,” Ander murmured, drawing my attention up Zavier’s body. His jaw was clenched and his forearm was across his eyes, goosebumps coating his skin as he practically panted. “He can take more.”
I slowed my finger, pressing a second one in beside it and making Zavier curse loudly. His hips bucked, choking me as his hand pushed my head down. His control was slipping, my wet gags only making him thrust down my throat harder until he came, his body gripping my fingers as his legs shook.
I slowed, greedily sucking in air as I pulled back enough to get a decent breath in. His fingers released my hair, stroking my head affectionately as he tried to catch his breath.
“I can’t move,” he finally managed to get out, and I kissed his hip bone before sitting back to look down at him.
“Good?”
“So fucking good, baby. I need a minute or five. Let Lavaro have some fun with you,” he chuckled, moving his forearm from his eyes to look up at me. “I’ll thank you myself in a minute.”
I grinned, intending on not giving him a minute to recover, but Ander suddenly yanked me back and slammed my chest down onto the mattress, wasting no time in tearing my panties off, dropping to his knees, and shoving his tongue straight in my pussy.
I almost jumped off the damn bed, but his arms gripped my legs to stop me from escaping, tightening his hold just as his tongue touched my ass.
I shrieked but couldn’t do much else as he kept me pinned at his mercy.
It was a strange sensation, one I kind of liked but was a little embarrassed to admit.
When he stood, I went to roll over, gasping as he grabbed my wrists and held them firmly against my lower back to stop me.
“You’re going to stay right there and take what I give you. Understand?” he growled, swatting my ass sharply when I didn’t reply. “Do you understand, Raven?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
I knew he was going to do something to startle me when he tightened his hold on my wrists. The cold lube drizzled down my ass crack, making me jerk forward. “Ander?—”
“Relax, Bluebird. I’m not in a rush.”
My heart was hammering in my chest as he slid his cock from my clit to my ass, sliding it back down to tease my clit again. When he started pushing inside my pussy, Zavier spoke sharply.
“Wrap it up.”
“If my dick’s inside her, then I’m pumping her full of cum,” Ander answered as he thrust all the way in, a groan leaving me at the sudden stretch. “You want me dripping out of you, don’t you, Raven?”
I made a sound that I hoped sounded like a yes, his hips smacking against my ass and making me forget how to speak proper English, but I tensed as his finger started teasing my ass.
“Breathe,” Ander said softly, releasing my wrists.
“I’m not comfortable,” I blurted out, his hand moving to my lower back as he pulled out of me to show that he’d heard me and wasn’t going to keep going.
“You’re not comfortable with exploring ass play, or you’re not comfortable with the position you’re in?”
“I don’t know.”
“Come lie next to me with your back to my chest,” Zavier instructed, reaching for me as Ander moved out of the way. It was a lot easier to relax without my ass up in the air, and Zavier unclasped my bra to toss it aside before burying his face in my neck. “Ander can fuck you slow in this position while I play with you if you still want to try it.”
I nodded, heat tinging my cheeks as Ander moved into position in front of me, amusement on his face as he lifted my leg over his hip. “You were choking on my cock while making eye contact a few minutes ago, but this makes you blush?”
I scowled, intending on telling him to fuck off, but he grabbed my throat to kiss me hard, aligning himself with my pussy as he lifted my leg a little more. I cursed against his lips as he thrust deep, his tongue teasing mine and making me forget all about being annoyed with him.
A shiver ran through me as Zavier’s mouth trailed kisses and nibbles along my shoulder, moving to my neck when Ander finally released my throat. My brain short-circuited from both their mouths on me, and I definitely felt less vulnerable in this position.
I sucked in a breath as Zavier’s fingers brushed more cool lube against my ass, his teeth softly nipping my earlobe.
“Tell me to stop and I will,” he whispered, pressing the tip of one finger against my hole and easing in slowly, the protest dying in my throat as Ander slipped his hand between us to toy with my clit while gently thrusting in and out of my pussy.
My teeth sank into his lower lip, a groan leaving him as he worked his fingers faster.
“Let me in a little more, Rae. Good girl, relax,” Zavier encouraged as he kept pushing his finger inside my ass.
It felt weird, but it didn’t hurt. I expected more discomfort.
They kept it like that for a while before Zavier added a second finger, the burn making me clench. There was no way in fucking hell I could take a dick up the ass.
The discomfort was forgotten about pretty quickly as Ander forced an orgasm out of me, and I didn’t realize Zavier had withdrawn his fingers from me until I felt more pressure against my ass.
“I’ve got you,” he said, sensing my slight panic.
“The fingers hurt. Your dick won’t fit.”
“It will. Patience, okay? If it hurts too much, we can abandon the idea of it. I promise that once I’m inside you, we’ll make it feel so fucking good though,” he said as he kissed my neck.
“If it’s too much, you’ll stop?”
“I’ll always encourage you to step outside your comfort zone, but I’ll never force you into anything. If this wasn’t going to be good for you, I wouldn’t even suggest it,” he said firmly, giving me a second to nod before continuing. “I’ll go slow.”
Ander wasted no time distracting me, his hands and mouth all over me as Zavier took his time as promised. The lube made things easier, but it still burned as he finally got the head in, making me whimper.
“We’re going to fill you with so much cum,” Ander mumbled, his fingers tweaking my nipple as he nibbled my throat. “You can take both our cocks, you’re doing so good.”
My nails dug into Ander’s bicep, and I cried out as Zavier gave a little thrust. “It’s okay, I’m in. I won’t move.”
“You’re all the way in?” I asked, wincing as Ander shifted and pushed me back a little.
“As far in as I’ll get at this angle, yeah,” Zavier replied, dropping a kiss on my shoulder as his hand slid around my front, swatting Ander’s hand out of the way so he could tease my clit instead. “I’ll start moving once you’ve come again.”
Ander kept his thrusts slow and shallow to avoid pushing me back onto Zavier as they worked together to get me off, and I’d barely cried out my climax when Zavier started moving. It was slow at first, but it didn’t take long for my body to want more.
It felt surprisingly good once the burn went away.
“Feeling brave?” Ander asked with a grin.
“Maybe. What did you have in mind?”
“Ride me and let Zav in behind you.”
I looked back at Zavier just in time to see him cringe. “I wanted to keep it slow. It’s her first time like this, dude. Take it easy.”
“If she doesn’t like it, we come back to this,” he exclaimed, pulling out of me and waiting for Zavier to do the same. I straddled Ander, cursing a little as I sank over him and his piercings hit the right spot. “Lean forward a little. I won’t move until he's in.”
They seemed to know what they were doing, so I did as I was told and laid over Ander’s chest, accepting the kisses he gave me as Zavier moved in behind me and started pushing inside my ass again.
The burn wasn’t as bad this time, and I found myself rocking back on him. Ander widened his legs a little to push mine further apart, and I groaned as Zavier sank in further.
“Can you guys feel each other?” I panted, and Ander chuckled.
“Don’t make it weird, but yes. We try not to think about it.”
I jerked as Zavier pushed deep, amusement in his tone. “It’s a little hard to pretend I don’t feel your piercings, man.”
“Enjoy,” Ander teased, starting to thrust up into me and making me gasp. Having them both so deep like this felt incredible, and I knew I wasn’t going to last long before coming again.
“Are you going to fill both my holes with cum?” I asked, pushing past the nerves and being rewarded with a swat on the ass from Zavier.
“Keep saying things like that, and it will be over fast.”
“Oh, so you like me begging for your cum?” I smiled over my shoulder, gasping as he wrapped an arm around my chest and hauled me back, his free hand dipping down my front to pinch my clit.
I cursed, the pain turning to pleasure as Ander reached up to pinch my nipple next, and thankfully, they both kept me in place as they picked up the pace and started fucking me harder and faster.
Zavier’s arm was practically around my throat as he railed me, Ander’s hands gripping my hips so hard I knew they’d bruise. The thought of him leaving a mark on me gave me a weird thrill.
He hissed out a breath as my nails dug into his chest, only making him go faster until I came so hard I squirted. He cursed out his appreciation as he came too, happily holding me against his chest as Zavier shoved me down and grabbed my tender hips to slam into me like a mad man.
He came with a grunt, burying deep as his cock twitched inside me. He seemed to realize how rough he’d been, sliding his hands up my spine affectionately. “Shit, baby. Did I hurt you?”
“Nothing a salt bath won’t fix,” I joked, biting Ander’s pec sharply with a grin as I sat back. “We need to change the sheets. I squirted.”
“Fuck yeah, you did,” Ander mumbled, rolling his hips a little. “You soaked me.”
“You need a hot tub. I think all of our muscles will hurt after that one.”
“A hot shower will be enough for us, but you can certainly have a soak in the bath,” Ander shrugged, running his hands up my stomach to cup my breast.
I loved how he looked at me. It was as if I was a model or something.
They pulled out of me, and Ander ran me a bath while Zavier helped clean me up a little. I was exhausted, so it was no surprise that I almost fell asleep in the bath.
“Hey,” Zavier murmured, startling me just before my mouth could dip under the water. “Scoot forward.”
I did as he asked, relaxing back into him as he slid in behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
“Where’s Ander?” I asked with a yawn, getting comfortable.
“Ordering pizza and finishing putting some locks on doors. He said to take your time though. So, was your first DP worth it?”
I giggled, glancing over my shoulder at him. “Definitely. I’m not a fan of the warm up though, it hurts.”
“Patience and lube is important,” he chuckled, kissing my shoulder. “If you want to do it again another time, rest your body first. You’ve got to build up to it.”
“I love you.”
“For fucking your ass?” he teased. “I love you too.”
I had no idea how long we soaked in the bath, just talking and joking around, and by the time Ander came to get us, we definitely looked like wrinkly prunes.