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“I never want to be without you again,” I tell him. It’s the truth. I’ve never felt this feeling inside of me with anyone but Cross. I’ve never wanted to. I hear the basement door slam shut, and Cross and I look over at Drake. He looks happy, almost content. I’ve heard the rumors about him loving the kill and even more when it has something to do with trafficking.
“You let him handle it?” Cross asks.
“I froze.”
“That just means you’re not a killer,” he says softly.
“But I should have done it. It was my mess you guys had to clean up,” I admit to him.
“It was never your mess. Luke was involved in shit he shouldn’t have been. That was on him,” Cross tells me.
“Do you hate me?” Before I know what’s happening, he has me backed against the wall, my face in his hands.
“I told you I could never hate you, Raven.” Then he leans down and kisses me. It’s perfect. It’s everything. It’s the fucking feeling I need, I crave.
“I need you,” I tell him. His eyes flash, and his nostrils flare. And before I know what’s happening, he lifts me in his arms and carries me toward the bedrooms.
Chapter Seventeen
Cross
She’s naked and lying on my bed. I stand naked, staring at her. I know it’s making her uneasy, and I don’t care. I need to sear this moment in my memory. I need to keep her locked in my head. My cell rings on the dresser, and I know it’s my mom looking for Luke. No one is ever going to find him. No one will ever know what happened to him. Drake made sure it was cleaned up as well as the house.
“Your shoulder,” she murmurs, regret flashing in her eyes.
“You didn’t know it was me. I’m fine,” I tell her.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. You did the right thing. Attack first, ask questions later.”
“But I hurt you.”
“I can handle a little knife wound,” I assure her with a smirk. My cock is rock hard, and I can’t seem to make my feet move to her. I can only stare at her perfect body as she lies waiting for me.
“Are you going to stare at me all night?” Raven asks, and I nod my head. There’s nothing else I’d like more than to look at her, knowing she’s here, knowing she’s mine.
When I can’t take how painfully hard I am any longer, I walk over to the bed and climb on between her legs. I lift one over my shoulder, pressing kisses to her ankle before moving further. Raven shivers, and it means everything to me.
“I’m gonna take you hard,” I warn her. She smiles and nods as if that’s exactly what she wants. I position myself between her legs, and I’m buried inside her in one thrust. It’s home. It’s heaven. It’s everything.
Rolling my hips, I fuck her slowly at first. I want her to savor this moment. To live in it. But I grow impatient. And I need her. So I take her.
I fuck her hard, thrusting into her with all my strength until she’s screaming my name. I watch her tits bounce with the force of my thrusts before I lean down and take a nipple into my mouth. I suck hard, biting down until I taste blood on my tongue. I get deeper inside her and hit every part of her, making her scream louder. I need to hear it. I need it to drown out the sounds of Luke begging for his life.
“Cross!” Raven screams and grabs my forearms. I quickly pull out and flip her to her stomach before I’m back in place. Surging inside of her, I reach around and find her clit. I toy with it, circle it until I feel her getting close. Then I pull away and start all over. By the time I let her come, she’s a panting, begging mess. She cries for me, tears spilling down her cheeks as I take what I need from her. Then I lose control. I come hard, hitting her deeper than I ever thought possible.
I groan, grunt, and growl in my release until there’s nothing left in me. Then I lower myself on top of her and kiss her shoulder. Raven’s still panting when I pull out of her and lie on the bed next to her. She rolls to her side and scoots closer to me. I reach for her, pulling her into me where I want her always. I never want to let this woman go.
“Are we okay?”
“We’re good, Raven.” She yawns. “Sleep, baby.”
“Will you stay with me?”
“I’m never goin’ anywhere.” She nods, closes her eyes, and falls asleep after a little while. I close my eyes, trying to do the same, but I can’t sleep. Too much has happened tonight. Too much has gone on. I got her back. She’s here, with me, and that’s exactly how it should be.
When the phone starts ringing again, I slip out of bed, walk over to the dresser and answer it.
