Chapter 40
CHAPTER FORTY
KNOX
W orst night ever.
Maybe we should’ve been more transparent with Raven, but now that’s just wishful thinking. And unfortunately for her, we’re not giving her a choice in this. She’s not going anywhere.
When Griffin and I chased Raven down the road, I questioned if she’d been a runner in a previous life.
I was just happy to see Raven run for the bar and not head for town.
That would’ve been dangerous running down a road like that into town.
And she would have been in a world of trouble if she had chosen that route.
Just the thought of Raven in danger has the edges of my vision tingeing with red.
I was only a few seconds behind Raven, but when I got through the entrance of The Wandering Raven, she was lost in the flood of people having a good time. Griffin and I searched every inch of the place, leading us to the conclusion that there was only one other place she could be…
Downstairs.
Once again, I had an “I told you so” moment with my earlier self.
We should have been more forthcoming. But we are where we are, and from here on, we will make it perfectly clear to Raven that no matter what, she can’t get rid of us.
There’s nowhere she can run; there’s nowhere she can hide that we won’t find her.
Now, Griffin and I are searching for Raven amongst the many gamblers of our hidden basement.
Griffin meanders between the poker tables while I inspect the bar. With each step closer to the bar, the stronger the ache in my chest becomes.
She’s here. I know it.
Letting my instincts be my guide, I elbow my way through the rowdy people watching the games and races on the TVs. It doesn’t take me long to find her. Raven’s long hair is unmistakable.
I watch as she plants her feet on the floor, placing her hands on the bar. Her shoulders move up and down, readying herself. I smile at her tenacity.
Sorry, Darlin’. Not this time.
Stepping backward, I keep my eyes on her as I leave the crowd. She wants to make this a game? We’ll make it a game.
I nod to Griffin, then tip my head in Raven’s direction. He reads me easily and comes right to my side. He raises his brows in question, and I reply with a smirk. Griffin draws his head back, blinking, and I nod my head again. He smiles with a shake of his head.
Most don’t understand our nonverbal communication. That’s okay. They’re not meant to. We’ve always been this way. It’s just something we do.
We creep over to the staircase, positioning ourselves on either side of it in the shadows.
And just like I predicted, Raven slips from her perch on the stool and shoots for the stairs.
When her foot touches the bottom step, Griffin and I make ourselves known.
Griffin grabs Raven from behind, covering her mouth with his hand, and I step ahead to open the door at the top.
Raven struggles, yelling behind Griffin’s restraint and kicking her feet out.
Her thrashing is meant to throw Griffin off balance, but it doesn’t work. He’s too solid.
Once we’re out, I help Griffin get Raven into the office. Griffin slams the door shut with his back, not breaking his hold on Raven. I stand in front of them, deciding how to keep Raven from hurting herself.
“Let go of me,” Raven grunts as she refuses to give up the fight.
Her shoe grazes the outside of my thigh, and her hand whacks me in the head. Griffin chuckles when I duck out of the path of Raven’s other hand.
“That’s enough,” I growl.
Griffin uses a leg to wrap around Raven’s and then the other. I grab Raven’s wrists and switch my grip to one hand. Lifting her wrists above her head, I push them against the door. My body leans into her, securing her hips between mine and Griffin’s to prevent her from throwing her weight around.
Raven’s heavy breathing pushes her breasts into my chest. My free hand twitches, needing to feel the weight of her soft globes in my hand again. I watch as her nipples pebble.
“Mind telling us what had you wandering out to the barn, Sunshine?” Griffin queries.
Raven raises her chin. “I needed help in the bar, and both of you disappeared. I’m sure Benny and Camden are swamped now. How about you put me down and we can all go pitch in out there?”
“Nice try,” I snort. We let go, then she’ll run, and we’ll never see her again. That’s not happening. That’s never happening.
Raven still tries to convince us. “If we don’t, you’ll probably lose customers.”
Griffin smiles as if she’s telling a joke, which she might as well be. “People come for the atmosphere, not the service. And we’re the only bar in town. We basically have a monopoly.”
Raven rolls her eyes.
I raise my brows to emphasize my demand. “Now, tell us why you ran. Don’t bother denying anything.”
Her fingers flex in my grasp. “I thought it was just weed.”
Understanding dawns on Griffin’s face. “Ahh. I see.”
“Well, this is insulting,” I comment.
“Offending you is the least of my worries,” Raven snarks.
Time to set the record straight. “You were right. We do sell weed, but…”
“We don’t sell pills,” Griffin corrects her.
Raven remains unconvinced. “Uh-huh. Sure.”
“This,” I pull the plastic bag from my pocket that Griffin handed me earlier at the barn, “is what we found on the dealer, who is the man you saw tied up in the barn. Dealers selling these pills have been popping up all over the area.”
I can see the hesitation in Raven’s eyes. She’s mad and doesn’t want to believe us, but she does.
Griffin and I exchange a grin, and Raven eyes us suspiciously.
“Don’t you dare,” Raven warns.
But we don’t listen.
Griffin’s hands glide up Raven’s stomach and cup her tits. Raven squirms, rolling her lips in to trap her moan inside.
I smile at Raven mischievously, earning me a glare. I undo her denim shorts and slip my hand inside but stop just before I reach the apex of her thighs. “Say it again. Tell us how you don’t want this.”
Raven groans in frustration, gyrating her hips to push my hand lower. But I keep my hand where it is, infuriating her even more.
As Griffin massages her globes, I push Raven’s shorts and lacy thong down her legs, knocking off her shoes as well. Rising back to my feet, I trace my fingers up her luscious legs, causing a shiver to roll through her.
She’s so responsive. I love it.
I swipe my fingers back and forth right above her center. Her breathing picks up its speed as I ratchet up her need.
I want her desperate for us. I want her out of control and lost in desire.
Griffin drags his teeth over the column of Raven’s neck. “Are you gonna lie to us, Sunshine? Are you gonna tell us to stop?”
Her whimpers cause more blood to rush to my dick, making my shaft impossibly hard. I could come in my jeans just from listening to her sounds.
Griffin smoothly rips Raven’s top over her head and unhooks her bra. Her boobs spring free, giving me the best view. They’re so full and round. The urge to suckle her alluring pink tips is difficult to suppress, but I need her begging.
I slide my hand over Raven’s slit, her arousal gathering on my fingers and pushing it back. Griffin uses one hand to tug and twist her stiff peak while his other slides between their bodies. He reaches for her opening from behind and uses her cream to lubricate her back hole.
Raven stiffens, apprehension clear on her face.
“Trust me,” Griffin implores. Raven’s lack of response is answer enough.
Working together, Griffin and I tease both of Raven’s holes, and we don’t stop until she’s panting so hard that her tits jiggle with each breath.
She growls in irritation, but neither of us penetrate her openings.
“Got something to say, Darlin’?”
“Fuck you!” she grits out.
“That can be arranged,” Griffin jokes.
I give her a small taste of what she wants, dipping the tip of my digit inside her pussy. Her mewls become more frequent.
She may think this is punishment, but it’s just as torturous for us.
Raven finally caves. “Ugh! Please! Just…Please!”
“Please, what?” The sensuality in my voice adds to my own need.
“Please, fuck me! I want to come!”
“Sure thing, Sunshine,” Griffin growls in her ear.
Simultaneously, Griffin pushes his finger past Raven’s tight ring of muscle, and I thrust two fingers in her pussy.
“Fucking finally,” Raven sobs. She becomes an active participant as she wraps one arm around my neck and reaches behind her to Griffin with the other. She uses her grip on us to help her move up and down, fucking our hands.
Scissoring my fingers, I play with her g-spot.
“Yes! Right there. Oh my God. Right there.” A dot of sweat trickles down her neck, rolling between her breasts. Her tips are pointed upward, as if they’re begging for my mouth.
And who am I to turn down the wants and needs of the most perfect pair of tits I’ve ever seen?
Dipping my head, I suck one nipple in my mouth, flicking and swirling my tongue around her pink tip. The sound that builds in her throat is one of pure pleasure, so I continue my ministrations.
When I feel her inner muscles clench around my digits, I know she’s close. Griffin and I nod at each other and double our efforts.
“Shit, shit, shit.” Raven freezes, her entire body tensing up as she reaches the peak of her orgasm. Her moan echoes off the walls as she plummets into ecstasy.
Griffin and I continue stroking, easing Raven through her climax. Raven slumps when the last ripple leaves her, her entire body relaxing.
“That was just the start, Sunshine.”
“What?”
I grin at her shock as Griffin and I lead Raven over to the desk. Hastily, we undress and watch as Raven’s eyes widen with every piece of clothing we remove. I hop up on the desk, guiding Raven to straddle my lap.
My erection easily slips between her wetness, and we moan together. I reach behind me to open a drawer and fish for a condom, but Raven places her hand on my cheek, turning my head to look at her.