Chapter 23
Raven
We’re pulling up the drive when Reyes puts the truck in park. I’m about to get out when he grabs my hand and pulls me back in.
“I’ve been carrying this around, but it’s about time you put it back on. They took it off after your wreck.” He pulls something from his pocket, taking it and sliding it over my head. Reaching for the cool metal and looking down, I realize it’s the choker necklace they all got me for my birthday.
“Ahh. I thought it got lost in the wreck,” I gasp, holding the heart with their initials on it. “This is still the best gift I’ve ever gotten.” I lean over to him, kissing his lips. He lets out a low moan as I pull away, getting out of the truck just as Damien pulls up in Naomi’s car.
“Damn, Casanova, you look hot driving a pink and black car. I think that might be your new color,” I sass as he gets out, and Naomi drunkenly starts laughing.
“I think we should paint his car pink,” she giggles, walking up to the house.
“You touch my car with any kind of paint, Angel, and I’ll paint your ass red,” he says, coming up behind me and slapping my ass as I walk to the door. I stop and spin to face him.
“Hmmm, red. Now, that is your favorite color, and you can paint my ass that color any day, baby,” I croon, dragging my nails down his chest. Then I spin on my heels and walk through the doorway, giggling along the way. It’s so easy to get them riled up and it makes it just that much more fun.
“Carry that sexy body up there and shower while I get Naomi to the guest room. I’m sure Reyes will give you all the help you need.
Make no mistake, I’m coming to collect too,” he says, walking off and leaving me at the bottom of the stairs.
Laughter comes from behind me and I whip my head to the side and see Reyes shaking his head and laughing.
“Come on, Babygirl. Let’s get you showered, you smell like booze and cowboys.” He grabs my elbow and walks with me up the stairs and to my bedroom.
Walking into the bathroom and standing in front of the mirror, it’s then I see the blood splattered across my face.
Booze and cowboys? But fuck all the blood on my face?
Ha. I can’t help but laugh internally, because they probably aren't really worried about the blood at all.
Managing to get all my clothes off, Reyes helps me into the shower, stripping down as he gets in with me.
“I can shower alone,” I say, turning and getting under the spray.
“I know you can. Just let me help you,” he replies, running his hands through my hair.
Pressing his body into mine, my hard nipples graze his skin and cause a shiver to run through my body.
Turning me around, he puts shampoo in his hands, then goes through the motions of washing my hair.
Goosebumps litter my skin, even under the heat of the water.
Even though he’s not trying to be sexual, I’m still soaked for this man.
“Mmm, that feels so damn good,” I moan at the feeling, while melting into his body pressed against mine. Something about someone else washing your hair just makes you want to come apart completely.
“I’m never missing the chance to do any little thing I can for you again. Even if it’s washing your hair, Babygirl.” He grabs my loofa, lathers it with soap and starts scrubbing my body with it. Starting with my arms, circling over my breasts and slowly running it down my stomach.
Pushing me under the water to rinse off and being careful of my cast, he kneels in front of me.
He looks up at me with those ‘fuck me’ eyes.
The look I return must be the only permission he needs.
He grabs one of my legs and throws it over his shoulder.
At the first swipe of his tongue on my clit, I swear I may cum already from how long it’s been, and I have been nothing but worked up.
“Goddamn, Loverboy. Fuckkk, please don’t stop,” I pant, running my good hand through his hair and pulling his head closer.
He groans, then slides two fingers into me and pumps them simultaneously with the way he is sucking and licking at my sensitive nub.
His fingers move faster, while he bites and sucks my clit into his mouth.
I feel my climax coming hard and fast, and my legs start shaking.
He pulls his fingers out and starts rubbing back and forth on my clit at a speed that has me seeing stars.
“That’s it, baby, cover my fucking face with your release. Let me taste you, Little Devil,” he growls.
“I’m cum-m.” I don’t even get to finish before I’m literally spraying him with my release.
“Fuck yes, that’s my girl.” He grins, standing up and spinning me around, pinning my hands to the wall. “Mmm, spread those pretty legs so I can make you cum again.” he laughs sinisterly. Just as soon as I do, Damien busts through the door.
“I heard her cum from down the hall, so make room, because we're both going to make her see stars this time,” he demands, walking further into the room, yanking his clothes off and throwing them in the basket. I’m so busy watching all his muscles flex with each movement that I’m caught off guard when Reyes spins me back around and picks me up, slamming me down on his cock, causing me to cry out.
“God, you’re so fucking tight,” he growls.
“Fuckkk, you know I like it when you get rough.” I grin down at him.
“You going to be able to take us both, Babygirl?” He raises a brow as he thrusts up into me.
“Is that even a question? Make me fucking cum!” I command as Damien steps into the shower.
Reyes backs us against the wall, giving Damien enough room to get in behind me.
I know my shower is a decent size, but for fuck's sake, I see this going wrong in so many ways.
Especially with a cast on my fucking arm.
“Damn, Little Viper. I can’t wait to sink my cock into this tight ass.
It has been way too fucking long without feeling you around my cock,” Damien groans as he spreads my cheeks with his hands and starts gliding his length between them.
I can feel each and every piercing with each stroke.
Using his finger, he gathers some of my wetness and rubs it over my ass and his cock.
“Jesus,” is all I say before he starts slowly inching inside of me. Reyes rubs my clit, distracting me and helping me relax, until Damien is fully seated. In tandem, they thrust in and out of me. I haven’t felt this good in so long.
“Goddamn, Angel. You. Are. So. Fucking. Tight,” Damien grunts with each thrust, his fingers digging into the backs of my thighs, and I know there will be marks there tomorrow. I like pain though, it seems to drown the demons.
With Damien helping to hold me up, Reyes brings one of his hands up and wraps it around my throat.
“Let’s see how you like being fucked without your air, Little Devil.
You took off tonight, and I think that deserves some punishment, even if you end up liking it,” he says, licking his lips, and God, this man.
He does something new every day to surprise me, even if it’s in the bedroom.
“How long do you think she’ll hold out, bro?” Reyes asks, looking over my shoulder to Damien. They don’t even seem to mind that they are both still fucking me and having a conversation.
“She’s strong willed, don’t let her fool you,” is all Damien says as he smacks my ass and thrusts harder.
My eyes start to flutter, and my lungs feel heavy, but I feel like I’m about to fucking explode at the same time. I don’t know whether I should tap out or just keep going, because fuck, if I cum right now, this will be the best one to date.
“You aren’t going to give in, are you? Your lips are even turning colors, but fuck, you like it, don’t you? This pussy has my cock in a vice grip, Babygirl.” He groans as his thrusts become erratic.
“Fuck, Angel. I’m about to fill this ass full of my cum,” Damien growls into my neck and then bites down, and that does it.
My orgasm hits me hard and fast, stars littering my vision, and I feel on the verge of passing out.
Both of them slam into me a few more times, then groan their release.
Reyes releases my throat, and as soon as he does, I take a deep inhale in, gasping for a much needed breath.
They go to set me on my feet and I stumble a little.
“Damn, are you okay, Babygirl? I’m sorry if I hurt you. I promise I wasn’t trying too.” Reyes pulls my face up to his and I just shake my head in response, still coming down from the high.
“Come on, Angel. Let's get you cleaned up and in bed,” Damien says softly, gently washing me while Reyes holds me up.
“I’m okay. Just on an orgasm high, if that’s even possible.” I chuckle as they rinse me off. I feel like some of the stress was just fucked out of me.
Getting cleaned up and into bed, we’re laying there, and I’m almost asleep when Reyes speaks up,
“I love you, and I know you want to come with us to find Luis. Is there any way I can talk you into waiting? At least until we make sure?”
“I’m going. End of story. I love you, all of you. Please let me just do this,” I plead.
“Fine, Babygirl. Whatever you want,” Reyes replies, kissing my head.
“Angel, we can’t lose you or Luis. Just know we will do whatever we have to at this point,” Damien says, kissing the side of my face and throwing his arm over my stomach.
I don’t care. Hell, if it weren’t for me saying I knew where he was, they probably could’ve gotten to him already. Is that selfish? I want to be the one to get to him?