Luck of the Devil (Ravens Ruin MC 2)

Her fingers reach up and toy with the silver raven hanging at her throat.

“I already had a raven,” she teases, and my eyes immediately go to the dark bird surrounded by vibrant colors tattooed on her lower belly.

“You needed a new one.” After finding her in the living room two days ago with her yoga pants pulled down showing half the damn club that she prefers to wax instead of shave, I nearly lost my shit.

“What did Lynch threaten you with this time?”

Her eyes narrow, and my lips twitch, threatening to smile. I’m amazed by her ability to read between the lines of every situation, and in love with her even more for that fact that she doesn’t have a problem calling anyone out on their shit.

“He told me if I couldn’t keep you under control, he’d find someone who could.”

“Yet he spread Zoe out like a five-dollar Vegas buffet last week and let every man in the clubhouse get a taste of her.”

“Not every man,” I counter. “And you can’t kink-shame anyone, sweetheart, especially if you don’t want anyone to shame you for yours.”

Crimson tints her cheeks as her eyes dart to the closed bedroom door before finding mine again. “Tell me you didn’t tell anyone.”

“That you’ve discovered the joys of ass play?” I grin wide. “I haven’t told a soul.”

“Don’t look at me like that.” She reaches for a pillow, but I stop her before she can hit me in the face with it. “I never imagined it would feel so good.”

“Enough.” Releasing her, I jump up off the bed and back away. “We have things to do today, and you need to get dressed.”

“I don’t need clothes for the things I have in mind.” Her back arches, legs open impossibly wide, and the wicked grin on her face is almost enough to get me to strip down and join her.

“We have self-defense class starting in ten minutes.”

“Perfect.” I watch her mouth as her tongue snakes out and licks her lips. “Just means we even have time to cuddle.”

Narrowing my eyes, I glare at her with fabricated irritation. “If you make one more joke about how fast I come.”

She only grins at the warning in my voice.

“Not complaining about my mouth skills then?”

“Not even thinking about your mouth skills.” I clear my throat and turn around, quickly adjusting the growing erection in my sweats. The girl never even needed to practice with those fucking cherry stems all those weeks ago. Now that she has, she makes it her goal to suck me off harder and faster. I caught her setting a timer once. She would’ve gotten away with it if she didn’t yell “Beat my record!” after I came down her throat.

I punished her in return, only I took my sweet ass time when I got my mouth on her, left her begging and panting, swearing that she’ll never do it again if I just let her come. I trusted her once, but she pulled the same shit the very next time she wrapped her lips around me. I tried to get her back, but it backfired when instead of freaking her out, she enjoyed the finger I shoved in her ass while going down on her. Hell, that was payback, too. I came that night without her even touching me.

“Sweats and a loose t-shirt,” I instruct before walking out of the room.

Adjusting myself as I walk down the hallway, I know I’ll be good to go by the time I turn the corner. I no longer have to wonder when I’ll get to touch her again. It’s much easier to control my cock knowing by nightfall, and sometimes during the day, I’ll have her beside me.

“This what you were talking about?” Chains thumbs over his shoulder as I approach him.

The living room furniture has been shoved to one corner, and gym mats have been spread out on the floor.

“Yeah, but I only needed one mat for Molly and me.”

“And make us miss all the fun?” Turning in the direction of the voice, I find Xena, Legs, Vixen, and two other girls I don’t recognize walking toward me. Each of them are in tiny shorts and halter tops. “We want to learn to defend ourselves, too.”

Legs pouts, which does nothing for me, but Ronan seems entranced when he walks up.

“You could easily put out someone’s eye with these things for sure.” Ronan twists Legs’s pebbled nipple that’s pushing against the fabric of her tank top before testing the weight of both breasts in his hands. “Come on, doll. You’re with me today.”

Chains pairs off with Vixen, and the other two girls giggle as Mac walks up to them, holding out a hand for each of them.

“Oh!” Molly squeals as she steps up beside me. “It’s going to be like a real class.”