CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
CLOVER
The basement at the Gods’ house was more than adequate. It was a finished space with nice carpet and couches, along with a bedroom, and a bathroom with a shower. The bed was a bit of a tight squeeze for four. Cash offered to sleep on the couch, but I wanted all of them with me. I needed the comfort right now.
Unable to settle down after the excitement, Blaze opted to take a shower. There was no way I would be sleeping anymore tonight. It was almost morning anyway. We wouldn’t be going to class. Instead, we would be making a trip for some clothing and hygiene products.
While Cash and Daire discussed what our next move should be, I wandered around the basement. I found it impossible to sit still. I’d been down here a few times in the past, during some of the Gods’ wild parties. Everything has been so much simpler then. I’d had no idea how my life would change.
That had been before Raina came to our school. Before the Angels had set their sights on me. Before my entire world turned upside down. As much as part of me longed to go back to those days, I would never give up Raina or my Angels. Even if it meant spiraling into the world of vigilante justice and its repercussions.
The bathroom door cracked open. Blaze said my name, drawing my attention. I wandered over to see what he wanted. Maybe he needed a towel or something.
I never got a word out before he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. Closing the door, he pinned me against it. He was completely naked, dripping with water. The muscles in his arms rippled as he placed both hands on the door beside my head.
“I’m feeling the need to work out some tension. Feels like a good time to remind you not to antagonize me, Rainbow.” He leaned in to nip my earlobe before murmuring, “I’m going to fuck you like a goddamn animal. Think you can keep from screaming?”
A quiver of anticipation swept through me. I couldn’t be having screaming orgasms in my best friend’s house while her and her men listened. That was fucked. Blaze knew that too, which was exactly why he was doing this.
“You were being unreasonable, Blaze. I’m not going to turn into a raging alcoholic just because—”
He silenced me with a bruising kiss. His mouth moved on mine, aggressive, bordering on violent. While plundering my mouth with his tongue, Blaze began to forcefully remove my clothes. My belly grew warm as he brazenly grabbed between my thighs.
Once he had me naked, Blaze spun me around so I faced the door. Moving my hair, he bit the back of my neck like a savage animal. I let out a pained yelp, wincing as I heard it echo in the bathroom. I really didn’t want anyone upstairs to hear this. I would be absolutely mortified.
“When it comes to you, I’ll be unreasonable, and you’ll live with it. Is that understood?” Reaching around me, Blaze grasped two handfuls of my breasts. He squeezed them before pinching my nipples between his fingers.
I vigorously nodded. “Yes. Okay. Anything you say.”
I knew what he wanted to hear. Blaze was under as much pressure as the rest of us. He’d also had a near death experience yesterday, and then again tonight. I didn’t blame him for needing to let off some steam. I kind of loved that he wanted to do it all over my body.
“That’s my good girl.” His hands moved to my ass as he knelt behind me.
He spread my ass cheeks wide open, baring me to him entirely. The weight of his attentive gaze made me flush with heat. A moment later, the hot touch of his tongue against my hole had me tensing with excitement.
While he tongued my ass, he slipped a hand between my legs, a finger sliding along my slit. I was already wet for him. He roughly shoved two fingers inside me, pumping them furiously. I pressed my lips tight together, trying not to make a sound.
My clit throbbed, desperate for his attention. I couldn’t help but rock back onto his fingers. He made a sound of satisfaction before driving his tongue deeper into my ass. A small whimper escaped me. Surely nobody heard that.
“I am going to make you scream, Dollface,” Blaze promised. “The whole house is going to hear you shatter all over my cock.”
Begging him not to make me scream would only encourage him to do exactly that. This was going to be a hell of a challenge. With every thrust of his fingers into my pussy, I fought back a moan.
Blaze withdrew his fingers and rose. Spinning me back to face him, he lifted me in his arms and thrust inside me. One smooth motion filled with determination and unspoken demand. It momentarily stole my voice and my breath. I clung to him, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
He pounded into my pussy with more than enough force to slam me back against the door. I focused on getting my lungs to work again. Steady breaths. He didn’t make it easy. I held on tight enough to claw deep grooves into the back of his shoulders. There was no way I could stay quiet while he owned my body this way.
Small moans began to fall from my lips. Okay, that wasn’t so bad. Nobody outside the bathroom should hear me. Blaze did not seem content with that. He was on a mission.
His thrusts grew faster, more frenzied, with a primal animal force. Pressing his mouth to the side of my neck, he bit down hard enough to make me yelp. I immediately clamped my lips shut, shaking my head as I denied the urge to moan and beg.
“You can’t stay quiet forever, Clover,” Blaze laughed. “I’m not stopping until you scream my name.”
A promise like that guaranteed that I would not win this challenge. The thought of having to go upstairs and face everybody after this made me burn with embarrassment. We were guests here. How would it look if the very first night we stayed we acted like animals in heat for the whole house to hear? Maybe we should have stayed at a motel instead.
Blaze moved just right, grinding against my clit as he fucked me. Part of me wanted to come and get it over with simply to move past the moment of horrifying humiliation. Of course, I would still have to face everybody in the morning.
Blaze didn’t make it that easy. Instead, he pulled out of me and steered me over to the sink. Turning me so that I faced the mirror, he pushed me onto the counter and entered me from behind.
With each slick stroke, he watched me through the mirror’s reflection. His eyes locked on mine as he thrust deep.
“I think we need more mirrors for the bedrooms at home,” he said with a groan. “I love watching you while I fuck you.”
Although words currently failed me, I liked it too. There was something both intimidating and powerful about our reflection. Seeing him inside me from another angle. His brow furrowed as his gaze dropped down to watch his cock slide in and out of me. He slapped my ass before gripping a handful.
The motions pushed me forward on the counter. I held tight to the edge, watching him in the mirror. With his dirty blond hair falling over his forehead and the smattering of tattoos down his arms, I couldn’t help but appreciate the beauty and wonder that was Blaze Bixby.
I thought back to the days when I would admire him from afar at parties. He’d always been a hottie. Now he was mine. If I had told my former self that we would be where we were right now, I’d never have believed it.
Blaze glanced up to catch me staring intently at him through the mirror. A sly smile curved his lips. “Ready to come for me, Rainbow? I’m going to fill your pussy with all of me. Fuck, I love your sweet cunt. I love all of you.”
I was, in fact, not ready for him to make me come apart into a total mess all over his cock. Yet I also couldn’t wait for that moment of precious release.
With one hand, he held my hip as he guided himself into me over and over. His other hand crept up the front of my body until it wrapped around my throat. The hand on my hip drifted down until his fingers grazed my clit. He rubbed me just right, working me the way I loved so much. My chest heaved as my breath came faster. My moans grew louder with each thrust.
I hit that peak hard, tumbling headlong over the edge into oblivion. Just as my moans began to turn into much louder cries, Blaze moved his hand from my throat, clamping it over my mouth to muffle the noise. While riding out each wave of my orgasm, he filled me with his cum. I slumped over the counter. I would have fallen to the floor if he hadn’t been holding me in place.
“Thank you,” I gasped, enjoying the cool touch of the porcelain sink against my cheek.
“Thank you?” Blaze repeated. “That’s new. You don’t usually thank for me fucking you. I dig it though.”
I laughed, sucking in a deep breath. “I meant thank you for muffling my shout. That would have been embarrassing.”
“No worries, babe. I just wanted to mess with you a little.” Blaze turned to check out the scratch marks on the back of his shoulders. “Nice job.”
After taking a few minutes to freshen up, I gathered my clothes and followed Blaze into the bedroom. Both Cash and Daire were passed out on opposite sides of the bed. Blaze and I tried to settle ourselves in the middle between them.
In no time, Blaze snored softly, totally out. I wished sleep would come so easy. Now that someone had tried to kill me twice in as many days, all I could do was lie there and blink in the dark.
When the darkness outside the window began to thin, I gave up on sleep and decided to go in search of some water or maybe a coffee. I figured Raina and the Gods would be getting up soon to get ready for class. There would be no class for me today. Not until I bought a few new things and figured out whether or not attending campus would be safe. I didn’t think the people after us would try another campus attack, but who really knew?
Exiting the basement, I quietly padded into the kitchen. The sound of water running reached me before I entered. I found Knight standing at the counter, preparing his morning coffee. He glanced up as I entered, surprised to see me.
“Good morning,” he said with a friendly smile. “You’re up early. Couldn’t sleep?”
I shook my head, taking a seat at the kitchen table. “Not really. Sorry that we barged in on you like this. We’ll try not to stay long.”
“It’s all good. Really, I don’t mind. Want coffee?” Knight pulled a second mug from the cupboard.
“I would love one. Thanks.” Being around Knight was relatively easy. He was the nicest of Raina’s three guys. I tried not to think about his kinky nature. She really shouldn’t have told me about that.
To avoid awkward conversation, I browsed on my phone while sipping my coffee. Knight busied himself making an omelet for breakfast. He asked if I would like one, but I politely declined. I couldn’t handle food right now.
Knight came to sit with me at the table. He took a sip of his coffee, eyeing me over the rim of the mug. “Clover, I want to apologize for what I said at the party. When I said that I didn’t know what you saw in Daire. That was shitty of me.”
I gaped at him in surprise. I sure hadn’t been expecting that. “It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. I’m sure a lot of people wonder what I see in him.”
Trying to lighten the strange mood, I did my best to laugh it off. Knight frowned into his plate as he cut a piece of his omelet.
“Some people probably wonder the same thing about Raina and the three of us. And they would be right to think that way. That’s why I should’ve kept my mouth shut. It’s not my business.” There was a gentleness in his eyes that made me feel comfortable despite the topic at hand.
The Gods were no better than the Angels. Not really. They’d proven themselves to be willing to do some pretty shady things. I used to worry about Raina. I didn’t like that she was getting so involved with them. They weren’t all bad though, and neither were the Angels.
It meant a lot to me that Knight had apologized even though he didn’t have to. Maybe staying here wouldn’t be so bad.