18. Chapter 18 - Ravi
Chapter 18
I ’d always considered myself a patient man. I mean, I’d been obsessing and fangirling over the deity called Layrin Smith for most of my life, so my actual time spent around her was incomparable to the length of my infatuation with her. While it was depressing to not be with her, to only be able to watch her through a lens or take pictures and stare at them for hours, there were advantages. Being that dedicated from afar had given me some insight that others around her, others that would dare to overlook, didn’t possess.
While Rin might not be the most articulate being, she did give hints. You just needed to be an expert in the special communication that was Rin. That was why, when I got her up against the car and she stiffened up, I thought it was my moment to make her understand that my feelings for her were not friendly.
It was just a test because if she knew the depths of my ardor, she would run as far and as fast away from me as possible. That was why I kept all my stuff locked up. Our relationship wasn't there yet. I needed her to love me before I let any of my disturbing hobbies come to light.
When her eyes closed, her neck flushed with red, I thought she understood. In that moment, my eyes snagged on her earlobe, and I was about to do something not friendly, but her jaw tensed just before a pained look crossed her face. As much as I hated to admit it, this wasn't my moment. When we crossed that bridge, I wanted her to want it. Want me.
Maybe I was trying to force something because of what Rion had told us this morning. Maybe I was dealing with several kinds of emotions I wasn’t used to, like how my mind went into hyper drive whenever Rin was around me. How my fingers itched to touch her when she was within arm's reach. How my body sought out hers, wanting to be the first one to sit, stand, or be next to her to capture her warmth.
I’d always had this constant pulsing need for her, but since she was far away, I was able to control it better. I could do what I needed to do—sit through one of my uncle’s lectures or carry out the duties for house Ambros without a hitch in focus—but now, with her around more often, that need was turning into a roaring monster. It called for my attention at all times of the day and night. This clawing desire didn’t just affect my mind, but also my body.
The only thing that could possibly stop me, make me hesitate and rethink, would be Rin and her emotions, so I decided to play it cool. To let it go and make sure that while we were out, I showed her the best time. Going back to the winning-her-over plan, I opened the door and motioned for her to get in. Be a gentleman. Women like gentlemen. They lust after the bad boy, but they eventually fall and become loyal to the gentlemen. That’s the end game .
“Some rules and boundaries are meant to be bent or stretched. As long as you trust the other person, it's okay.”
Her words sank into my psyche, ruining all of those careful gentlemanly plans. The beast inside rose up, wanting to answer her call. If I were a better man, I would laugh it off, joked about it in order to keep the rest of the day going in the direction I’d planned, but I wasn’t a better man.
Now, we sat in the car in silence, the radio the only sound. Stupid! Stupid, Ravi! It took everything inside of me not to bang my fists into the steering wheel just to make myself feel better. I wanted to apologize, to tell her I had done all that only because I loved her and would do anything she asked of me, but it felt like razor blades were stuck in my throat, preventing me from making anything worse.
When we parked, the first thing I thought of was sugar. Sugar made everything better. No matter what you were feeling, sugar had a way of curing the brunt of the pain and making it a dull sting instead. That was definitely what I needed. Plus, I’d promised her cookies.
“Which store did you want to start in?” She glanced around like a lost, little bunny, and I was the wolf in sheep's clothing.
“Come on.” I moved away from the clothing stores.
Her light steps sounded behind me as she caught up. “Where are we going first?”
A large group of people crowded the pathway, and on instinct, I moved to grab her. My fingers brushed against her sweatshirt, but I pulled back when her pained face filled my mind. Slow, Ravi. Take it slow. Aim for love, not lust.
Just as I carved a way through the crowd, something tugged on my pants. I glanced back, seeing Rin's finger looped around the belt loop on my jeans. I was glad for the mask around my mouth, concealing my slap-happy grin and the heat beneath my cheeks. Having her make the move first was a different feeling. I felt… bashful.
Growing bolder by her initiation, I snaked my arm back and snagged her hand, giving it a squeeze as we worked our way through the end of the crowd. “Cookies. Nothing says perfect mall trip like cookies. Then we have to end it with Wizzle Pretzels.”
Her brows pinched. “Cookies, I get. I mean, who doesn't love cookies, but pretzels?”
I stopped short, looking at her like she had just taken her head off her shoulders and told me she was the headless horseman. “What do you mean? Have you never had Wizzle Pretzels?” She shook her head, her hair getting in her face, and my heart almost stopped from how adorable she was. How could she be this amazing just by being herself? I wanted to make another shrine of her looking like this, hair messy, cheeks red, and her head tilted in question. It caused shivers to run up and down my spine.
“We are going to fix that today. No buts.”
She shrugged, turning back to the cookie stand as she licked her lips. “Sure, but now that you offered cookies, that's all I can think about.”
Walking up to the cookie stand, something felt off even though everything on the outside was fine. Cookies were lined up in their case while uniformed workers took orders, bagged them up, and handled the cash registers. I kept one eye on them and the other on Rin, noting her struggle to pick out what to eat.
“We should just get one of each.” I wanted to see her face light up when she found the one that spoke to her taste buds.
“As long as you eat them with me, I’m fine with that.” She tapped her finger on her chin. “Oh! And we can save some for the boys.” While I knew my brothers didn’t have a taste for sweets like I did, I nodded anyways because I wanted to watch them stuff their faces just to make her happy.
I gave the clerk our order, but before she was able to open the bag, someone came out with a fresh tray of chocolate chip cookies. When the newcomer said he would bag the cookies for us, my training kicked into gear and I paid more attention to him.
Something was definitely off with this guy. Whenever Rin picked a cookie he would bend down to get it but look at me, almost like he was paying special attention to me. He bagged them all up and handed it to the girl at the register, telling her to check us out, then disappeared into the back.
Nope. I did not like that.
Rin reached for the bag as soon as I finished paying, but I snatched it, giving her a sheepish look. She laughed off my claim about being too hungry to wait and walked away to find us a table while I glared at the cookies. What the fuck is wrong with these? Did they find out about us? Is this a test?
I made a quick decision as I walked over to Rin, purposely tripping on one of the chairs. I caught myself in time to avoid hitting the floor, but I ensured that the bag tipped. The cookies all fell into the ground, and I made a show of being embarrassed when Rin ran to my side to ask if I was okay.
It was kind of nice to have someone fawn over me, so I soaked it in while I picked up the cookies. She helped me up but quickly sped off to get another set of cookies, leaving my protests in the wind.
As soon as she left, I picked up the chocolate chip and sniffed it. We had been trained to not only figure out if something was poisoned, but had also built up an immunity to most poisons by microdosing for a year. Nothing smelled out of the ordinary. I took my mask off and ate a small crumb from the cookie. When sharp pain stabbed my tongue, I knew I was right. The chocolate chip had been poisoned.
Rin came back just as I trashed the poisoned cookie and the rest of the lot. As soon as we sat down, I grabbed the new chocolate chip and took a bite. This one was a normal cookie, so that clerk had been a plant. I would need to tell Rion about this, but I didn't want to ruin our outing so it would have to wait.
After we were done, I made a mental note that her favorites were the sugar cookie and double chocolate. Now, we wandered the mall, waiting for a store to call to her. It took longer than I thought, but she finally went into one, her face tense as she looked around. Grabbing her hand, I pulled her over to the section of the store that looked the most relaxed.
“Let's start here. Does anything catch your eye?”
She carefully wove her way around the racks, almost like she was hesitant to touch anything. I followed behind, noting the items she looked at longer than others. It took a lot of willpower to not say fuck it and buy her everything in her size, but I knew she would get pissy about that. Though I did have a bit of a loophole. I had promised to let her buy an outfit… That didn't mean that it was going to be the only outfit she got.
She held up a set of dark-washed jeans and a flowy white top with the shoulders cut out. It was cute but definitely not enough.
I nodded toward the back. “Okay. Let's have you try them on.” She hesitated, looking like she just wanted to be done, but I wasn't going to let her ruin my plans.
I stuck out my lip, giving her wide, sad eyes. “How do you know if it even fits? Sizes and fits change depending on the brand. You should really try it on.”
Glaring at me, she walked toward the back.
Before she could get too far away, I called out, “Also I saw a few pieces that you might like. That's why you brought me, right? To help?”
She tried to hide a wince, an audible sigh came out hard and fast. Shoulders hunched, she gave in to my guilt trip and turned away, waving her hand above her shoulder. “Fine. Come find me when you have what you want me to try.”
Not wanting her to have a moment to take it back, I scrambled into the racks of clothes. There were a million things I would love to see her try on, having my own Rin fashion show, but I had a hunch she wouldn’t be down for that. I grabbed a handful of things I felt like she would need—some dresses, pants, shorts, tanks, and shirts.
I knew it was a lot once my hands started to overflow, but I was going to see how much this face she seemed to like could get me.
As I got closer, a snooty, bitchy voice said, the low tone loud enough for everyone to hear, “Did you see her back? It's obvious she shouldn't wear that shirt. Does she have no shame?”
Curious as to who they were talking about, I peeked around the corner. Rin. Her door was cracked, eyes staring down at the floor, listening to the two ladies. Her mouth was set in a hard line, and her eyes squeezed shut before she carefully closed the door.
They’re talking about Rin? What did they mean about her back?
My veins popped out as I scrunched the clothes in my hand. My vision was clouded in anger, but I kept my eyes on the bitch that had made Rin’s face fall like that. This was supposed to be a good outing, a stepping stone to rebuilding our relationship, and this bitch was fucking it up.
Taking a breath, barely able to control myself, I went to her door and knocked.
“Yes?” Rin’s voice was cautious and cold. I’ll make that bitch pay, but first I need to get rid of these clothes in my hands.
I pasted a bright and sweet smile across my face, one I usually used when my anger was getting the best of me. “I picked up a few things that I think might look good on you.”
She opened the door, her normal clothes already back on, and her eyes widened like an owl at the amount of clothes in my hand. Joke was on her, though. This was only a quarter of what I wanted to bring.
“Ravi!” She poked her head out and looked back and forth like someone was going to tell us no or something. It just made her even more cute to me. “That's too much—”
I wiggled my way in, hanging up the clothes on the wall. “Come on. It's the weekend. We have a little time, and I want to see if you like any of these.” Reminding myself she didn't like to be pressured, I added, “Just finger through them first and pick out the ones you want to try on. I’ll put back the ones you don’t want to try, okay?”
Making my way out of the room, I winked, giving her an encouraging nod before closing the door on her stunned face. “Call out for me when you pick the ones you want to try. I want to see if I did a good job.” She mumbled her agreement from behind the door, and my face fell as I switched into hunt mode.
Pulling out my phone, I pressed one number. He picked up on the first ring. “Take care of the cameras.”
Rion’s voice came out clipped, always watching, always ready. “Got you covered. You bring it with you?”
“Always.”
I hung up the phone when I spied the bitch sorting clothes in the clearance section. I needed to do this quickly. I grabbed a shirt off the rack closest to me as I made my way over to her.
“Miss?” She turned my way, and I gave her a bashful smile. “I was wondering if you could tell me if this shirt matches some pants I just tried on?”
Her eyes traveled up and down, interest lighting up her face in a way that made my insides squirm, but I kept going. She had to pay.
I could see the moment she decided this was her lucky day. I led her back into the dressing area and pointed to the room at the end with the open door. Rin was mumbling about “too many damn clothes,” so I knew I was running out of time.
The woman went into the stall, and I closed the door. Before she could turn around, I slipped one arm around her neck and the other around her legs, constricting her so she couldn't make much sound as I choked her out. Her eyes began to droop, her limbs becoming heavy just as Rin called out, “Rav? I think I need some help.”
Setting the woman on the bench, I called back, “Coming!” A few seconds later, I maneuvered the body into a seated position with her legs up. Using my shirt, not wanting my fingerprints on the bottle, I pulled out a pill bottle from my pocket and slipped into hers, the word “Oxycodone” inscribed on it.
“You put shit out into the world, then expect shit to come back to you. You fucked with the wrong girl.”
I left the room, giving the camera a thumbs up to let Rion know it was time to do his magic. He would make it look like she had gone in there on her own and since she was knocked out, whoever found her would think she had taken too many pills. One anonymous notification from Rion to her manager, and she would be fired.
Knocking on Rin’s door, I looked both ways, making sure there was no other evidence. When Rin opened the door, she was holding up the front of an emerald green dress that I’d expected her to eliminate immediately. It was one of the more conservative dresses I’d picked up, with long sleeves that went up to the collarbone and a big, fat zipper down the back that went from the hem of the dress to the top.
“I can’t…” She looked away, her face pale, then continued in a whisper. “I can’t zip it all the way in the back. Can you?”
I gulped, my mouth so dry I couldn't do anything but nod, my eyes locked on the hip-hugging curves of the dress. The way this woman made me succumb to my basic urges should be illegal. Even with it being a very classy look, her body was on display in the best of ways. I wanted to touch her, to run my hands along the fabric while I whispered filthy things until her cheeks turned red. Looking at her crestfallen face, I realized something was wrong.
“Hey…” I cupped her cheek, tilting her head up. “What's wrong? It's just clothes. Promise.”
She released a wobbly laugh. Her lips parted, her eyes floating back up to me as she pleaded in a quiet, broken voice, “Please don't think bad of me.”
Crowding into her, I immediately answered her call. “Never. Nothing could ever change my mind.”
Her mouth shifted like she didn't believe me, but instead of arguing, she slowly spun around. There was a large, gnarly, jagged-looking scar running from the middle of her back to her ass. My heart sank as my fingers twitched with rage. Who the fuck did this to her? I wanted to torture them, make them pay for causing her pain, pain that I couldn't save her from.
I had never felt so much of a failure as I did in that moment, but it wasn't about me. It was about her. If she thought this would change anything in my mind about her, then she really didn't understand how I felt. How we felt about her.
Crowding closer to her, I ran my finger down the paler version of her skin, following the zigzagging line. She gasped, then her muscles tensed beneath my touch, but I kept going. “Is this what caused you so much worry?” Her whole body stiffened as I ran my finger up her back. “Now, I do want to know more about this… How did you get it? Who gave it to you?”
I curled my other hand around her waist, tightening my grip and stepping up right behind her. “I want to know who I have to hurt for this, but all of that can wait because it's not as important as you are.”
Her hands covered her face, and I let her hide from me for now. Her muffled voice came out, “You're not disgusted? Not repulsed by this? It's gross.”
Again, I suppressed the urge to go on a killing spree, knowing that while it might make me feel better, it most definitely would make Rin a little worried. I decided to take a different approach. I wanted to show her just how much I liked this body.
Bending down, I set a tentative, soft kiss at the top of the scar. Rin’s breathing picked up, forcing air out of her nostrils like she was preparing for a battle, but I kept going. I kissed down that scar, telling her with every touch of my lips how little I cared about it. How this could never cause me to turn away from her.
As I worked my way down, her body lost more and more tension, beginning to shiver at the touch of my lips. By the time I reached the bottom, my pants were tented and one of her hands was pressed against the stall. Her breathing came out choppy and husky when I stood up.
I was going to leave it there, knowing I was already pushing my luck, but when she turned around and pushed me up against the wall, I was in trouble. I would let her ruin every bit of me if it meant she would kiss me.
Her eyes searched mine, looking for something. I wished she would just ask because I would tell her anything she wanted to know. Her fingers dug into the back of my neck, twirling into my hair, then she yanked me down and kissed me like she was dying to.
For a second, I melted into her, letting her in as soon as our lips touched. She was forceful and strong, taking as much of me as she could get. It felt like my life force was being sucked away, leaving me weak in the knees, but I fucking loved it.
She pulled away, her head resting on my forehead as she whispered, her eyes closed, “This is wrong. I shouldn’t have done that.”
My soul shattered with her words. I never wanted to hear her say those words to me again, so I just picked up the pieces of my soul, shoved them back in, and went forward again. “Why?” I ran my hands down her back, filling my hands with her plump ass. The feel of her body was heavenly.
She shook her head and tried to back away from me, but I held on tight, not willing to let her go. Never.
“I… I…” Her hands slowly untangled before they slid down to rest on my chest. She took another big gulp, and I raised her chin, making her face me. I smiled to let her know that I meant what I’d said. I was always going to be here for her.
She blurted out, “I was with Rion last night,” trying to push me away again, but I started to laugh.
Her mouth opened and closed, body stiff again, so I leaned down and gave her a peck on her lips. She was just so damn lovable.
“Yes, and?”
Her eyes widened into saucers as she looked up at me, then she tried again. “I don’t think you understand.” She was working herself up to confess everything to me, but I didn't want Rion’s little tryst to ruin ours.
“Rin, I know. He told us this morning.”
She blinked a few times, her mouth pinched in confusion before something clicked in her head. Now, she wasn't trying to leave my arms. Instead, her arms were crossed.
“What the fuck does that mean?” Her tone said she wasn’t playing, and I knew I was going to have to be the one that broke it to her, which sucked, but at the same time, I was the best of the three candidates to do it.
Pulling her in close, I rested my head on hers. “Rion told us what happened, and Roux and I are fine with it.” When her brows pinched, I ran my hands along her body, making her shiver in anticipation.
“Rin, we’ve shared everything all our lives. It's not so far-fetched that we would all like the same woman, all want to be with her badly enough that we wouldn't want to deny our brothers’ while also not denying ourselves.”
Resting my lips against hers, I whispered, “ We want you, Rin. I fucking want you. I’ve wanted you for a very long time, and I’m not letting you go.” I gave her one peck, then another, then another, making sure each lasted longer than the previous.
After the fourth one, her hands fell to my chest and she breathed, “Really?”
My heart just about beat out of my motherfucking chest, and I rubbed my rock hard front into her. “Do you feel what you’ve done to me? Does that seem like the dick of a man who’s not okay with this?”
She gasped, her body leaning into me as her hooded eyes looked up at me. I ran my hand down her front, rubbing my fingers against her dress-covered pussy. “But, Rin, this has to be okay with you first. I won’t take this any further if you’re not okay with having me , being with me . I won’t be a substitute for my brother. I want to be an addition.”
I could tell her mind was made up even before she said in a low, throaty voice, “I want this. I want you, Ravi.”
Those were the damn magical words. I twirled her around to face the mirror. “Hands on the mirror, Rin. I want you to watch what I do to you.” My words worked their way across her shoulder blades. “I want you to see that I’m not my brother.”
Her shaky hands rose to the mirror, and I smirked at her over her shoulder. She tried to look down, but I grabbed her hair and tugged her head back up. “I want you to see everything, my Rin. I want you to watch and compare, and if you lower your head to the ground, I’m going to have to start all over again.”
Watching her chest rise and fall, I knew I had to start there. Since the back of her dress was still open, I slid one side down, kissing and nibbling her arm along the way. As soon as both arms were free, I yanked the fabric down to her hips, putting her beautiful heaving breasts on display.
I bit her shoulder as lightly as I could to keep the moan from coming out. Winding my hands around her body, I plucked at those already pebbled buds, watching her mouth drop and her eyes glaze over.
“You like that, Rin? You like me touching you there?” She nodded, sticking out her ass, and I smacked it.
Her eyes widened, finding mine in the mirror, and I whispered along her neck, “All will come in due time.”
With my hands still kneading her breasts, I licked my way down her scar, making sure I got every inch of it. I whispered along her body about how beautiful she was, how I couldn't take my eyes off her, how her every breath made my soul happy.
She was trembling by the time I made it back up. Her head was down, but I could see her biting her lip.
“Oh, do I need to start all over?”
Her head snapped up, her swirling glittery silver eyes alive with lust and need, and beneath it all was a plea. I wanted to hear that plea more than anything.
“I guess…” I made a move to start over, but she stopped me in my tracks with one word.
“Please.”
The dark, primal beast inside of me turned its head, enjoying how she looked topless, a plea slipping from her lips. “Please what?” I licked my lips, watching her eyes shutter before she opened them again with precision and strength.
“Please, more. I can’t take it much longer.” Her thighs rubbed together, and my mind short circuited.
Something changed inside of me. I kicked her legs apart, our eyes never leaving each other as my hand trailed down her back, cupping her ass along the way to her waiting center. I felt the string of a thong and pushed it to the side, plunging one finger in, and she immediately clenched around it.
Yanking my hand out of her, I lifted my slick finger up to my mouth. Her eyes became hungry as I licked my finger clean, moaning around it like it was a lolly pop. “Fucking delicious.”
Her erratic exhale came out, and she stuck her ass out for me again. Before I could smack it, she said, “I’m so wet, so ready. Fuck me, Ravi.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I ripped the dress off her, leaving it in pieces on the floor. Fingering the thong, watching as her hungry eyes saw what I was doing, riveted with my movements. Yanking the strings down her legs, I shoved the thong into my pants, got up and unzipped. My hard as a rock cock sprung out. I rubbed it between her ass cheeks, and she turned her head and bit the side of her arm. My little Rin had a primal side that needed to be fed? Well, so did I.
I didn't give her a moment's notice before I lined myself up and shoved my cock inside her channel. Her head snapped back, a silent scream going out into the sky, and I wished I could catch it and keep it forever.
Working my way inside of her, I grabbed her hips and pumped in and out, smearing her juices all over. Just when her hands turned to fists, I pulled my cock out and rubbed her clit with my wet cock.
Her hand joined mine on her hips, pulling it up to her breast, and the animal took over. I switched my grip, latching both hands on her breasts, using them for leverage as I banged the shit out of her.
She tried to close her eyes, but I grabbed her face and tilted it back to mine so I could tongue fuck her mouth. Just as I broke away, I turned her head back. “Look at what I’m doing to you. See how you light up as I fuck you.”
Her eyes seared the mirror, watching everything. At one point, someone knocked on the door, but I told them to fuck off.
We were both so close, I could feel her body clenching around me. I pushed her over the edge when I stuck two fingers in my mouth, getting them drenched before I rubbed her clit. That was all it took; her eyes went into the back of her head as she cried out, body shaking uncontrollably. Unable to keep it in any longer.
I was still fucking her when she gushed all over my cock, making the wet, dirty sounds that lovers do, and I fucking knew I was in heaven.
She melted against me, running her hand up my neck until she grabbed my hair and yanked. That did it. I slammed into her once more before my release filled her up, and I rested my forehead on her back, heaving out with glee.
Fuck that was amazing! This had surpassed all my dreams, all my fantasies. If this was a dream, then I would be more than fine dying here and now. I knew my obsession for her just grew when that voice I kept locked up deep inside growled out… More, I want more .