Page 11 of Raven's Daggers
In unison, all three of us stalk towards her. She backs up until her calves hit the bumper of her car.
“Little Devil, I don’t think you realize just how sexy it is to not only see you beat my brother, but to beat my best friend too. Not to mention you do it with so much fucking attitude,” I growl, licking my lips. Looking into her blue eyes, I notice the gray around the irises for the first time. She darts her eyes between us, and swallows hard. Sliding a piece of her raven colored hair behind her ear, I take her in. Her light colored skin covered in ink, the little black hoop she has in her nose, and all her luscious curves.
“Luis. Damien. Come to either side of her.” I command, seeing the lust in her eyes as her chest starts to heave and her eyes dart from them back to me.
Gently pushing her to lay back against the hood, I slowly lift her shirt with one hand while the other runs across herstomach up to her bra. Stopping, I feel jagged spots on her skin. Pulling back and looking down, I can see the scars that litter her perfect little body. From her stomach, up to the underside of her breasts, like someone has sliced into her skin multiple times. The guys look at me, concern passing their features before turning back to look at her.
“Who the hell did this to you, Raven? Who fucking hurt you?” I heave out.Who ever fucking did this, I’ll kill them.She looks at me with sadness in her eyes, but as soon as it’s there, it’s gone, replaced with hatred. Her mask fully back in place.
“Don’t worry about it. I took care of it a long time ago. I don’t need you to go all alpha-hole on me. I killed him myself.” She scoffs with a hint of pride.She killed him herself? What the fuck!The guys and I exchange another glance and I turn my attention back to her.
“Fine. I will get your story, eventually, but for now, we’re going to remove all the memories of these scars, and replace them with our own.” I vow.
Sinking to my knees, I slowly kiss and lick down her stomach as I go, making sure to take my time as I move over every scar, pulling her black shorts down with me.Damn, she will be the only woman I ever get on my knees for.Throwing her shorts on the hood, I take a deep inhale and groan.
“Are you soaked for me, Little Devil? I can smell your arousal from here.” Glancing up at her, she looks at me through hooded eyes.
“Ha, I’m definitely not turned on at all.” She sasses back.This woman, always with the attitude. I will fuck the attitude right out of her one day.Pushing her black lace thong to the side, I run my finger up her slit. What a little liar. She’s fucking soaked. Looking up at her and smirking, I slowly slide two fingers in and groan.
“You're a terrible liar. Goddamn you’re so tight and so… fucking... wet, Little Devil.” I growl through clenched teeth as I curl my fingers and move them faster, hitting just the right spot. She throws her head back and moans.
“Oh fuck, just like that.” Looking at my brother, I nod for him to come closer.
“While I’m finger fucking her brother, I want you to lick her pussy clean.” He drops to his knees beside me, putting one hand on the car to hold him up and the other on her thigh. She wraps her hands in his dark hair and tugs. Looking at Damian next,
“Take her shirt and bra off, play with her nipples.” I command as he pulls her shirt over her head, unclasps her bra and pins her other hand down to the hood.Damn, her nipples are pierced.He sucks one of her hardened peaks into his mouth while his free hand pulls at the piercing on the other.
“Fuck, you smell so good, Little Viper.” Damien states as he runs his tongue up the side of her neck and bites down.
“Bella Ragazza, you taste like my newest addiction.” Luis growls as he goes back to licking and sucking her clit, gripping her thigh tight enough to bruise.
I can tell she’s close, pumping my fingers faster and milking her walls. Grabbing her throat with my other hand, I squeeze, taking some of her air away.
“Oh fuck, I-I-I’m going to cum.” She rasps as I squeeze her throat tighter, and fuck if that doesn’t almost make me cum in my own pants like a goddamn teenager. Her back arches off the hood as I pull my fingers away, her body shaking as she climaxes. Luis continues licking her pussy, drawing out her orgasm. Standing up, I move closer to her face.
“Open your mouth, Little Devil. Clean yourself off my fingers,” I groan. Surprising me, she takes both fingers into her mouth, swirling her tongue around and sucking them clean.
“Good girl. I bet you’d suck cock even better,” I growl, licking up the other side of her neck and biting down.Damn, she does smell good- like coconut and vanilla.I move back so Luis can stand up. Damian helps put her bra and shirt back on as Luis grabs her shorts. I pull her thong back in place, letting it pop once I let go. Standing on shaky legs, she steps into her shorts, Luis kneels down to help pull them up. As she goes to take a step, she staggers, her body still coming down. Grabbing her arm, I pull her into me and carry her bridal style to the passenger side of her car. Damien opens the door and I set her down, buckling her in. Shutting her door, I turn and look at the guys,
“We’ll take her back to her house and make sure she gets cleaned up. Luis, since you know where she lives, I’ll follow you and Damien.” He smirks, because he knows that I know he found out where she lived, and how to get past her security system. Damien and Luis get in his car and take off heading to her place. Getting in the driver seat, I look over, her head is leaned against the window, she’s already asleep. It takes about forty minutes as I follow them to her house.
Pulling up to her road, we both pull through the gates. Her house is black and set back off the road in a new neighborhood that doesn’t have many houses close by.
Pulling her car into the garage, Damien parks behind me. Luis walks up to the passenger door, opens it, and wraps his arms around a still passed out Raven. Getting out and walking to the door connected to the garage, I unlock it with her keys while Luis puts in her security code. I don’t even question him on how he knows that.
Shaking my head at him, he just shrugs as we all walk in. Setting her keys down on the island, I look over at Raven who is now half-ass awake in Luis arms.
“Which room is yours? I assume upstairs?” I question, and she nods, trying to lift her head from his chest.
“Yeah, upstairs, last door down the hall. You didn’t have to carry me in, I could’ve walked in.” She replies through a yawn, still more asleep than anything. We laugh in unison,
“You were basically snoring in the car, you definitely couldn’t have walked yourself in this house. Hell, you didn’t even wake up when we got here.” I chuckle.
“I do not snore.” She snides, laying her head back down on Luis’s chest.
Walking into her room, Damien heads towards her connected bathroom. Her room definitely matches her personality.
She has a big king-size bed with a black wooden headboard and footboard and an open closet that's full of clothes. There’s bedside tables on either side to match the bed frame, with a lamp on each one.