37. Raven
Chapter thirty-seven
Raven
Waking up with a moan spilling from my lips, I look down to see Damien’s head between my thighs. Already on the edge of my orgasm, he looks up at me, pulling away for a brief moment to show a sinister smirk on his face.
“Morning, Angel. Thought you could use a good orgasm before we started the day.” He leans back down and grips my thighs tightly, humming against my clit, sending a shiver through my body.
“Mmm, Casanova. Then why are you talking? Put that tongue piercing to good use.” I moan as he bites down on my clit, flicking it slowly. My back arches off the bed as he continues to lap me up. Running my fingers through his hair, I grab a handful and hold him right where I need him.
“Yes, yes. Fuck.” I pant as he slides two fingers into my drenched pussy, and I immediately tighten around him. He works his tongue in tandem with those delectable fingers, causing my body to litter with goosebumps and quiver with every swipe of the metal ball against my needy clit.
“Fuck, just like that, Damien.” I whimper, gripping his hair tighter as I rock faster and harder against his face. He holds my hips down, curling his fingers deep inside me as he bites down on my clit one last time. My whole body convulses as I shatter my release all over his face, soaking him and the sheets. Squirting has never been my thing; until these men showed up.
“Damn, Little Viper, I could wake you up like this every morning. Maybe you can start being my first meal of the day.” He growls, getting up off the bed and heading towards the bathroom as I lay in my bed completely stunned and out of breath. Jesus Christ.
Walking up to me, he cleans me off. As he goes to wipe his own face, I grab his hands and stop him.
“You can dry your face, but don’t you dare wipe my cum off of it. I want you to smell me all day.” Smiling up at him, he lets out a low growl.
“Fuckkk, Angel. I love when you get all possessive.” He smirks, reaching down and slamming his lips to mine in an all consuming kiss.
“Where are the others?” I question, pulling away first. Ain’t no way they didn’t hear all that and not come up here.
“They already left. They both had bikes to finish up and I’ve got a couple things at the shop I need to work on, too. I just wanted to wake you up first.” He chuckles, walking over to the closet and grabbing himself some clothes. Good thing I’ve got a large closet, because spoiler, they decided to move some clothes over here in one day.
“Plus, I knew you didn’t have anything for Eddie today, but you can come with if you want. Or chill here, either way.” He adds shrugging his shirt on. It's a shame he has to cover that body with clothes.
“Nah, I’m going to chill here and catch up on a few things I need to do. Don’t worry Casanova, I’ll be fine here all by myself. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t lived alone all this time.” I sass and give him a small smirk. I know he doesn’t want to leave, he’s afraid of me being here alone.
“Just be on alert, please. Text any of us if you need anything.” He states, leaning down and kissing me again. Pulling away, he walks out the bedroom door.
After hearing the front door shut and his car start, I jog down the stairs and make sure the alarm is set and the doors are locked. I ain’t getting caught off guard. Walking into the kitchen and starting the coffee pot, I start loading the dishes while I wait. Starting the dishwasher, I walk over to the fridge and grab my creamer, making my coffee just the way I like it. Staring out the sink window, I take a long sip and soak in the last of the warm Texas sun. Before long, it’ll start staying cold out. Texas weather is wild, where as October and November in most places it’s cold and snowing already, here it doesn’t know if it wants to be hot or cold. It’s like a coin toss.
Finishing my coffee and setting the mug in the sink, I plug my phone into the kitchen speaker and turn on some music. Nothing beats cleaning and working while jamming to your favorite songs. Dancing around the house and doing my thing, two songs come on back to back that have me pausing in my tracks. All of a sudden, this unsettling feeling hits, and I know deep in my bones something is about to go down. My anxiety getting the best of me, I walk over to my phone and open up the group chat.
Me- Checking in, how’s y’alls day?
Lover Boy- All good here, Baby Girl. Ready to be home.
Casanova- Same. Over the day already.
Sunshine- Must’ve read my mind Princess. I was just getting ready to check on you.
Me- ?? I’m good. K byeee back to work lol
Putting my phone back down, I let out a long breath I didn’t even know I was holding. Fuck, now that Reyes and Luis told me they loved me, and I told them my feelings back, it’s time to tell Damien. And I pray like fuck he feels the same, so I don’t look stupid. Which I know they all do, it’s written all over their faces. Guess we’re all like a bunch of love sick puppies.
The day comes and goes. The house is cleaned and paperwork shit is done for Eddie and Zeke with all their businesses. Thank fuck. This is normally Naomis’ job, I hate paperwork. Send me to the streets anyday. Cooking dinner, I decide to try and call Luis. He never answered my text earlier for the questions I needed answered about Sirens. He was probably just busy at work. That’s what I kept telling myself. Hitting his contact and putting it on speaker, I set the phone down and finish working on dinner. The call just rings and rings, until his voicemail picks up. What the fuck? Deciding better on it, I send Reyes a text.
Me- Hey, have you heard from Luis?
Lover Boy- No he was at the shop a few hours ago before I came to help Zeke at Sirens. You good Baby Girl?
Me- Yeah I’m fine, just wanted to check on him.
Putting my phone down, I start pacing the floor. He never ignores me this long. Picking my phone up again, I call the shop phone. It just rings and rings, before someone picks up and all I hear is heavy breathing.
“Hello? Luis? You weren’t answering your phone.”
Just more heavy breathing.
“He can’t come to the phone right now, Sweetness.” Click.
What the fuck?! Running up the stairs, I strap my holster to my thigh, add my daggers, and buckle on my waist holster, adding my gun and extra knives. Grabbing my phone, I send the group a text letting them know where I’m going as I run back down the stairs to slip on my combat boots.
Grabbing my bike keys, I run out of the kitchen door, slamming it shut behind me. God please be okay, please let him be okay! Yanking my helmet over my head, I slip my leather jacket on and jump on my bike. Starting it up and speeding through my gates, I fly down the highway towards Delgados.
Turning on my blinker for the exit I need to take, a van comes out of nowhere going the wrong way, coming at me head on. I have nowhere to go. I’m going well over a hundred. Fuck me this is going to hurt like a bitch.
Squeezing the brake, I try to slow down, but they aren’t working. The handle goes slack, like my brakes are non-existent. Already seeing the crash coming, the van turns last minute, causing me to t-bone the front of my bike into the side of the van.
My body lifts from the seat and I go sailing into the side, knocking the wind completely out of me. My body then slams down against the cold concrete as my helmet skids across the pavement, my head bouncing off the ground a few times. Fuck.
Groaning as I try to roll over, I can’t. I can’t move a fucking muscle. My body feels like the pavement shredded my entire bottom half considering I’m not wearing my riding gear. I was so caught up, I only grabbed my leather jacket.
Tears spring to my eyes as I cough, holding my ribs with every movement I make. I can’t help but curl into a ball hoping someone will save me. The sound of shoes crunching against the gravel forces my head to look up as someone crouches down, moving my hair from my face. Leaning down I hear them whispering,
“If you want to find your little boyfriend, go back to where this all started, Sweetness.” He licks the side of my face just as my vision blurs. I can hear my phone start to ring, and this motherfucker takes it from my pocket as I try to scream for help. I knew they would call, but they would have stopped me from leaving the house. I try my hardest to get their names out, to let them know I need help, but nothing comes, and the last things I hear is,
“She’s dead. Come scrape her body from the pavement. Such a shame, she would’ve been the perfect little pet. Now, you’ve lost the girl you love along with your brother. Should’ve listened when you had the chance.” He laughs as I hear someone scream through the phone,
“No, wait, no, Ravveeeennnnnnnn!!!!!”
A tear falls from my eye as I take in a sharp breath, then everything goes black….. To be continued in Raven’s Chains.