Chapter 19
Venom
“Alright, Venom, the next club run, what’s the plan since being pulled over? Are we still on the cops' radar?” Blade asks as he leans back in his chair, and I blink, trying to come out of the haze from the way Raya fled yesterday in the hospital parking lot.
I should have gone after her, but my gut was telling me to give her one night, just one night, before I finally claim her, to make her mine. Something I should have done when Dad sat me down and told me about my own feelings when she was fifteen.
Years I have wasted being blinded, adamant she was a patch chaser, wanting the thrill to piss off her daddy.
Well, I’m not wasting any more time. I refuse, she’s mine, always has been, always will be.
“Brother?” Blade says, and I clear my throat as I sit up, noticing everyone frowning my way.
Shit.
“Postponed, the runs are postponed,” I stumble, “The cops are now watching the clubhouse, cops that are not under our pay, so, speaking to our affiliations, it’s decided we postpone for about two weeks.”
The brothers curse and I state, “Cherri is our mole, there is no doubt about it, but until we find where this flash drive is, we can’t do fuck all.
So, we put our runs on hold for the next two weeks, call it a vacation so to speak which the cartel is happy with as well are the Carnage boys.
Now that they’ve killed most of the little shits that wanted to take over their territory.
But we need to divert Cherri’s attention. ”
“This will throw her off,” Brick says.
I nod and confirm, “It will, and hopefully, it will throw her off enough to slip up in the messages with Hayden.”
“You uh, you’re still monitoring them?” Psycho confirms with a raised brow, and I give him a middle finger, making the brothers chuckle.
“Yes, I am. I get notifications every time she contacts anyone, so fuck off. I get it, I’m in my head a little nowadays, but soon, I won’t be. So give me a break, yeah, especially when all you fuckers have been where I am right now,” I state and several murmurs of agreement echo.
“You going to kidnap her? Do a Psycho?” Fury asks seriously, knowing where my head's been lately, “Because if you are, tell me when and where, I’ll help you.”
“I second that,” my dad says, “You and Raya were always meant to be, and it’s time she came home.”
“I third it,” Blade says, and one by one, every brother speaks up, all willing to kidnap my girl for me as Psycho finishes, “I have plenty of practice, so count me in.”
This is what a brotherhood is about, and I fucking love it.
“I appreciate it, but, after yesterday, I think she’ll come willingly,” I say and give a raised brow to Viper, who technically shouldn’t be here and be with his wife and newborn. The crazy fuckers got married with just their fathers after Viper woke up from his coma, Blade’s dad officiating them.
Apparently, Lake wants the gossip on Raya and me, which is the only reason why he’s here.
“I think she will as well,” Viper agrees, “She doesn’t realize it, but every time Venom’s in her eyesight, she slowly moves into his direction, something I believe she trained herself not to do over the years after we accused her of being a patch chaser, well, after that idiot did.”
Fucker.
The table chuckles while I give Viper the middle finger, and my dad sighs, “Is that how you treat the father of your goddaughter son?” causing everyone to laugh louder, and I shake my head with a small smile.
A fucking godfather, who would have thought it.
“Apparently, I do,” I reply, and Dad shakes his head, grinning from ear to ear, before I sigh as I sit forward and state, “Either way, I gave Raya a night, that was it. After church, I’m claiming her.”
Blade grins widely as he leans down and picks up a large white box, and I nod with respect as he states, “I thought this would come in handy one day,” as he puts the box on the table and pushes it over to me.
I slowly lift the lid, placing it on the floor before gently lifting the black leather and eyeing the ‘property of’ stitched in the back with angel wings in the middle, my name stitched at the bottom.
I turn the cut over and see 'Kitten' stitched on the left breast, and I smile widely, happiness filling me.
“I got her nickname stitched as soon as you called her it for the first time a few months ago, the rest, I had it made when she turned eighteen and I knew you were going to claim her even when you didn’t want to be believe it,” Blade admits and I look his way and whisper, “Thank you brother.”
He nods with a small smile as he eyes my neck, not one brother questioning the tattoo, already seeing I’ve claimed her, and I look back down at the leather, my heart racing.
I never wanted an old lady, a forever woman, every older generation brother putting that notion to the back burner with their fuck up’s.
Women constantly trying to purposely get knocked up, some succeeding, which is why I never looked further into my reactions with Raya, why I had the blinkers on, but no more running.
It’s time to claim back what is mine.
“Any word on Clara?” Viper asks, and my dad huffs while I look up from the cut and admit, “She’s gone underground with her cop buddy.
I think Cherri is working with her. There’s a number I can’t trace where she’s explaining club information to someone who isn’t Hayden.
It would also make sense how the cops found our location on the way back from the run so quickly. ”
“Why do we keep the clubwhores around when they keep trying to fuck us over?” Glock asks with a shake of his head, and I snort as Psycho answers, “Because the brothers love the easy fuck and not all of them want the patch, some just like the rush of being with brothers before they move on with their lives with the education we’ve helped pay for. ”
“Angel and Cherri need to go,” Fury says, “As soon as possible, and even though Clara is an ex-old lady and Venom and Ivy’s mama, she also needs to be handled this time. We’ve got to stop being nice because they’re female.”
“We only kicked Mama out instead of killing her out of respect for Ivy,” I admit, “Even though she sold her Ivy still held, or holds should I say, hope that Mama was just going through a bad phase. She still holds that daughter love for her which is why it’s so easy for Mama to get into her head all the time, the same with the Hayden situation.
Ivy’s too trusting with Mama, so when we do end her, Ivy can’t be around, and I hate to say it, but maybe we need to tell her she left town for good. ”
The brothers nod before Blade states, “We’ll put this on the table for now, come up with a plan for once we’ve found that fucking flash drive,” and we all nod before he begins discussing the club businesses, and I’m not proud of it, but I zone out again, Raya coming to mind yet again.
I know she’ll want to run, I know I’ll have a fight on my hands, but she and I, we’re going to happen. She’ll have to get on board with it because I meant what I said to the brothers - she will come willingly.
An hour later, I walk out of the clubhouse, my phone my only focus as I watch Raya pull up at the apartment complex the club owns, looking tired.
Looks like she had a shift at the firehouse today.
Fuck, I’m so proud of her, wanting to not only follow in her father's footsteps but to venture out on her own. Not only providing for herself but continuing her father's wishes to live respectably and to honor what she has been given.
“I meant what I said, brother,” Fury says, gaining my attention as I reach my bike and look at him, “You need my help, I’m there. The women are worried about her and how quiet she’s become, fuck, Sky is ready to tie her up herself.”
I'm not surprised the women are struggling, Sky and my sister the most, especially since Viper announced she’ll become godmother to Grace. Forcing her to keep in contact with Lake.
Luna and Ivy are kicking themselves for not thinking of it before Lake.
“I appreciate it, brother,” I reply before I climb on my bike, then confirm, “I’ll let you know.”
He nods as I start my bike, then rev it before backing out of my designated spot next to his bike and spinning in a circle before roaring off towards the gate, the new prospect opening it just in time, noticing I won’t be stopping for him.
I have a girl to go win over.
I pull up next to Raya’s tiny ass car ten minutes later, before I climb off my bike, and without breaking my stride, I walk over to the main door, letting myself in with the master key card at the front door, my only destination – Raya.
I get it, she’s probably scared and confused. I’ve gone from basically bullying her to get her away from my sister for years, to then flirting with her without realizing it, to falling madly deeply in love with her and seeing that she’s my one.
I didn’t want to believe it, so I can guarantee she probably doesn’t either, but I can’t walk away. I refuse, and I know she’ll regret it if we don’t try.
I reach her door in minutes, opting to use the stairs instead of the elevator, and I knock on her door before pressing my palms against the door frame.
For months, I’ve done this - months I’ve knocked on her door, then sat down and waited to hear her footsteps before I started talking.
But this time, it’s different. I know she knows it is, and I know she’s currently standing on the other side, trying to figure out if it is just best to open the door or wait for me to use the master key.
I don’t say anything. I drop my head and let it hang as I breathe heavily, waiting for her to make up her mind and choose us.
She opens the door, she’s willingly giving me what I need to know, that we’ll make it. She keeps it shut, I’m taking her kicking and screaming back to the clubhouse and tying her to my bed until I make her see reason. Eventually she’ll see I’m not that jackass with his blinkers on any longer.
I count backwards from ten, then I’m entering with the key.
Just as I begin the countdown, I hear the lock slide, and I breathe a sigh of relief, exhaling hard as the door opens before me and I slowly lift my head, and our eyes connect.
She shows fear, not of me, but of the situation, and also a little bit of hope. That is all I need.
I push off the doorframe and stalk into her space, cupping her cheeks. Then, without a word, I slam my lips down on hers. She kisses me back, opening her mouth, and our tongues instantly tangle.
I moan as her taste overrides me before I grab her ass and lift her.
Raya wraps her legs around my waist as I turn us to kick her door shut before I push her up against it, kissing her like a man starved for a few minutes, feeling my dick become completely uncomfortable before I break the kiss knowing I need to set the record straight.
So there’s no misunderstanding and place my forehead against hers breathing hard before I finally eye her outfit and I lose all fucking concentration.
My shirt from when I was in my teens…Damn.
“I accused a patch chaser of taking that shirt,” I breathe, and Raya replies, “Well, to be fair, you’ve called me one enough times over the years.”
Cheeky fucking minx.
I growl and kiss her again with more force as I pull up the shirt she’s wearing before I break the kiss and throw the shirt onto her couch.
I look over her delicious body, her bare tits in view, her nipples waiting to be sucked on, but I pause, a small tattoo over her heart catching my attention.
Venom, but with Cale upside down above it.
Fuck me.
Emotions drown me, and I choke, “Fuck,” as I drop my head and gently caress my lips over the ink, the feeling of claiming her blowing me a fucking way.
She claimed me, she fucking claimed me, even after all the shit I said to break her friendship with my sister up, she claimed me.
I lift my head and gently press my lips against hers, our breaths mixing, and I whisper full of emotion, “I’m not letting you go, kitten, never.
You are mine, and you know I’m yours. I won’t live my life without you anymore.
I won’t be blinded to the love that I hold for you, have held for far longer than I should have. ”
Raya’s icy blue eyes race between mine as they tear up, and she chokes, “I have demons, Cale, lots of them.”
I kind of already figured that one out, the biggest one, losing her father…
“Ones I’m going to help you fight if you just let me in so I don’t break your trust,” I murmur in return, and she pauses for a second as her eyes race between mine before she presses her lips harder, kissing me with so much passion I feel it in my fucking knees.
She licks the seam of my lips, and I open instantly, our tongues touching as I pull her half-naked body off her door and turn us before walking blindly down her hallway, already aware that her bedroom is the master.
Tonight I’m going to spend making love to her, filling her up with my cum as much as possible, claiming her, then tomorrow, we’re packing her shit and she’s moving in with me where she belongs, now, forever and always.
I lay us on her bed as soon as I feel it against my knees, not once breaking the kiss.
I quickly undo my jeans and pull my rock-hard cock out that’s weeping at the tip, crying for her tight heat.
I comply as I tear her tiny thong from her body, chucking the fabric on the floor, then place the tip at her entrance, blindly finding it.
I thrust forward hard as her hands go to my cut, pulling it off.
Raya gasps in my mouth as I bottom out and help her take my cut off, placing it beside us on the bed while her hands go to my shirt, breaking the kiss.
I help her yank it off before moving back over her.
My lips on hers, our tongues tangling as her hands cup the side of my neck, her thumb right on her name rubbing it as we make out like teenagers and everything inside me settles knowing we both claimed each other.
Moving my hips back, leaving just the tip in, I thrust forward again and begin a slow, steady pace as our kiss becomes sweet and romantic and I make love for the first time in a bed with my girl, showing her what she means to me while she shows me what I mean to her.
Forever, I’m going to cherish this girl forever and prove to her, everything I said over the years was shit. I guess I should have expected the universe to say ‘fuck your plans’ and in turn cause the Venom deep inside me to be unleashed…