Page 27 of Raven's Spectre


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It didn’t take long after that. Seconds, until I was arching up on my knees, pressing back against him while we both watched him thrust his cock inside of me. Our reflection was so surreal, so erotic as my body blurred, shaking in its orgasm.

“Fuck,” he whispered against my temple. “So fucking beautiful.”

I moaned, circling my hips along his thickness. He wrapped his hand around my throat and spoke to me, still staring at me in the reflection.

“Tell me I can cum inside you.”

I paused for a long minute, contemplating the idea of getting pregnant. It had never crossed my mind, not with Serge and his medical team of monsters. They’d put me on the pill, not wanting to have me pregnant. Hell, if they could, they’d do away with my ovaries all together.

I turned my face to his. “Cum inside me, Spectre.”

He groaned, his hands cupping my breasts, yanking roughly on the corset until they popped free. His hands consumed them, his cock stretched out and jerked inside me, and as he pulled on the tips of my nipples I heard him grunt. His thrusts became rougher, desperate, and suddenly his arms were around me, his face buried in my neck as a low growl reverberated along my skin. His cock jerked inside me, pumping me with his seed.

“When I get you pregnant…” his words trailed off and I smiled, stroking his hair.

“You can’t. I’m protected.”

He squeezed me, kissing my neck. “Oh I will, little bird. I saidwhen, not if.”

He tipped my head back against his shoulder and kissed me deep, the taste of his tongue now my favorite flavor.

A few minutes later, after his soft caresses and kisses, he reluctantly broke away from me, slipping into his jeans. Hisjacket lay strewn on the edge of the chaise.

“What is that?” I pointed to the symbol emblazoned on the leather as I lay lazily watching him.

“It’s a patch,” he crouched down beside me, his face inches from mine. “I’m part of an MC called the Royal Bastards.”

“An MC?” I asked, wanting to know more about him. Wanting to know everything.

He nodded. “A motorcycle club. But you don’t need to worry yourself about that,” he brushed back a trestle of my hair behind my ear, his fingertips lingering on my cheek.

“Promise me you won’t place a foot out of this place.”

I shook my head, confused, but I could sense his urgency. “I w-won’t. I can’t, Serge will kill me.”

I watched as his hand turned into a fist at my words. He was angry at the thought. “Don’t worry about Bastien, I’ll deal with him. Just promise me you’ll wait for me.”

“I-I promise you,” I reached up to caress his cheek. “Can I ask why you need me to do this?”

“I just need you to do this one thing for me.”

“But you’ll return, right.”

He smiled, his thumb tracing my bottom lip. “Bear with me, okay. I’ll come back for you, little bird. I’ll promise you that.”

He kissed the top of my head and just as quickly as he’d come, he disappeared, leaving me perplexed and completely satisfied. I lay back against the soft velvet lounge chair and ran my fingers down my neck and across my nipples. The coarseness of his stubble left marks all over me and I cherished every one of them.

There was a slight sense of fear that he wouldn’t be back for me, but it quickly disappeared. Something told me I could put my trust in him, all I had to do was be patient. Harder to say than to do.

11

SPECTRE

The bar was filled with the haze of cigarette smoke as I paced back and forth in front of the phone booth, this gut-wrenching feeling wasn’t going to let me sleep anytime soon. I needed to get Raven out of that club as fast as possible, before the damn devil could get his hands on her. I didn’t think he needed me anymore since I’d led him right to Serge Bastien’s door. He just needed to wait for Raven to step outside the protective symbols and he’d dig his claws into her.

Taking a long swig of the rum, I let it burn my insides before picking up the phone and dialing the number I had memorized.

Exorcist’s gruff voice answers after the second ring “Speak.”

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