Envy (12 page)

I’ve known for a while my feelings were deepening for him and now I’ve finally admitted it to myself and Devlin.

“I know baby.” Devlin responds by thrusting against me and kissing me some more. How much longer can I deny him?

The longer I look at her, the angrier and hornier I get. Those two emotions are not strangers to each other. Since we’ve been forced to hide out in this house, I’ve had some new girls brought in. I don’t know where the fuck Switch and Venom got them from and I really don’t give a shit. However, there’s one girl whose hair is as dark as Raven’s and it’s making me itch with the need to punch her face and sink my dick into her at the same time.

She’s nowhere near as pretty as my Raven, her hair is the only resemblance but it’s enough for me. This girl is pretty out of it, sat propped up against the wall and watching what is going on around her. I decide to have some fun. I get up from my seat throwing the naked woman from my lap onto the floor. She doesn’t even move but the tart is none of my concern. All I’m interested in is the girl sat on the floor all by herself.

“You lonely?” I lean down to talk to her. She takes a couple of seconds to react to my voice, the guys have probably fed her with some good shit to calm her down. This little bird might have been one of the fighters they had brought in. Knowing that excites me even more. It’s something else she shares with my Raven.

“No.” She shakes her head, looking me over. “Who are you?”

“That’s not important.” I pick her up and she starts to complain but nobody bothers helping her or seems in the slightest bit interested. Of course not, I’m fucking in charge around here.

“Put me down.” She groans as I climb the stairs with her over my shoulder. She starts to hit my back but she’s so high she has no energy to put any power into them.

I reach the top of the stairs and open the closest door. One of the brothers is fucking a passed out girl on the floor.

“Fuck off.” I order and he immediately pulls his dick out and starts to walk out, but I stop him. “Take the girl.”

He does what I say without question and when I settle my Little Bird on the bed, she’s starting to look panicked. Rightly so, because the things I want to do to her will have her screaming and not the good kind either. Just the thought has me laughing. Little Bird staggers up from her place on the bed and tries to run to the door but I push her back down with very little effort.

“Silly girl.” I laugh. “Do you really think you can get away from me?” My words bring me back to Raven, she got away from me and I have to get her back. I fucking need her back in my grasp. She’s my fucking property!

“Please let me go.” She mumbles as she lies on her back.

“Of course, after we have some fun.” She begins to cry and it just makes my dick harder. “If you knew how much I enjoy seeing girls cry, you would stop those tears.” My warning makes her sob even harder and I fucking love it. It takes very little effort to strip her naked, she tries to fight me off but there’s really no need. I easily get her down to her naked flesh and seeing that she has not one single mark on her pale skin gets me buzzing with excitement.

God I can’t fucking wait to mark as much of her skin as I can. To colour her flesh with red and make her blood drip down every inch of her. My cock is so hard it’s squeezing against my jeans. I might need to fuck her first to calm me down slightly.

I flip Little Bird over and the image below me turns into Raven. I have her back, she’s finally in my grasp again and I know just the punishment she needs. How dare she leave me! I slap her ass as hard as I can and she screams below me.

“This is just the beginning Raven.” I lean over her and bite down hard on the back of her neck, she cries out in pain and the sound is magic to my ears. I slide my zip down and release my hard cock. I fist myself as I look down at her, the handprint on her bottom spurring me on.

I don’t give her any warning, I grab her thighs and pull her down the bed, loving the sounds of her crying. When Raven is positioned right, I slam my cock inside her and growl at how good she feels. So fucking tight! I grab around her waist, thrusting harder and harder into her. Raven screams all the while hardening my cock inside of her. I reach for a fistful of her dark hair and yank back, her neck snaps so far back I think for a second that I’ve snapped it, not that it would stop me. Raven continues to cry as I fuck her so I give her a slap on the ass in warning. As much as I love to hear a woman crying, it gets on my nerves after a while.

“Shut the fuck up!” I shout and being the rebel she is, she doesn’t listen. Part of me loves that and I thrust even harder. When I finish inside of her, I see blood as I pull out and the devil inside me gets hard all over again.

Raven lies still on the bed, so I cover my cock up but remove my belt. I have plans for my girl.

I stand in the corner, glad that I have her back and just watch her. Eventually, Raven rolls onto her front, her face is dirty from her tears and she doesn’t dare to look at me.

“Raven.” I call, but she doesn’t answer.

After a couple more times shouting her, I’m about to storm over there but Raven turns to face me. “My name isn’t Raven.”

“You think I don’t know that?” I laugh. “She’s much better than you darling, but you will have to do whilst she’s not here.”

She looks back up to the ceiling and I decide to make a start in things. With my belt in my hand I make it over to the bed and strike her with the belt without her noticing. She screeches out loud from the pain and the shock. Her eyes bug out their sockets as she watches me hit her again. She puts her arms up to help save her but that just causes the belt to whip in her hands and they bleed immediately.

“Stop!” She cries.

I don’t listen to her, instead I crack the belt back down on her flesh and it hits across her stomach. Raven begins to cry and I hit her again and again and again. The ringing from my pocket stops me getting carried away. I have to accept the call, it could be important.

“Yeah?” I answer.

“They know where you are.” He lets me know their location before he hangs up.

“Mother fucker!” I shout, leaving Raven on the bed. She doesn’t interest me at all now, I need to get the fuck out of here.

“Listen up!” I shout as I run down the stairs. Everyone looks to me, giving me their full attention.

“My snitch told me The Kings know we are here.” I announce.

“I thought I heard some bikes earlier.” Switch speaks out loud.

“Fucking idiot!” I shout, landing a punch straight on her nose. “You should have told me!”

I let them know where they are positioned and we get ready to pounce. The Kings of Rebellion better fucking get ready, I’m in charge now.

I wake with a smile and a hard cock wedged against my ass. Last night I slept in Delvin’s room at the clubhouse because we went on our second date.

Devlin is slowly knocking down the wall that surrounds me. He’s seen nearly all of my scars now, except for the all-important ones tucked inside my underwear. Those are the scariest ones to unveil because Devlin doesn’t know I have two scars over my vagina and they might be the deal breaker for him. I bet he’s seen so many pretty ones, untouched, but no scarred ones.

Yesterday’s date was amazing. He took me out on his bike again and we didn’t stop until we reached this tiny little diner. Hardly anyone was in there and Devlin wanted to feed me my food. It was a little embarrassing at first, but after a little while those intense eyes of his started to show and it turned from embarrassing to sexual. It was pretty fucking hot and the ride back to the clubhouse was hard for me. I had my arms wrapped around that toned body of his, feeling his heat and wanting nothing more than to grab his cock. I could feel his hardness against my wrist as and I held onto him and it only added fuel to the fire. God I wanted him so bad, I’m just terrified of what he will think when he sees me naked.

I look over to Devlin as he sleeps beside me, he’s so gorgeously handsome. Honestly, before I had ever met The Devil Spawn if I had met Devlin I would have been all over him. There would be no waiting or feeling shy, but this is the hand that I have been dealt and I’m trying my best to get on with my life.

The bed sheet has dropped to Dev’s waist and he has one leg out of the covers that is draped over me. It’s pure fucking muscle and it makes me feel all tingly inside. I’m a sucker for thick muscular thighs, what can I say?

I look at all his tattoos along his chest and down his arms. He has Kings of Rebellion across the top of his pecks with roses underneath. He has a crown within his abs and I become so eager to touch it.

Devlin’s leg moves, the one that is securing me to the bed and I look up to see him opening his eyes.

“Good morning.” He greets, his voice sounds deep and sleepy and my insides do backflips.

“Morning.” I bury myself against his body and sigh, this feels good.

“You looking forward for today?” He asks.

“I can’t wait.” My body breaks out with excited nerves.

Today, Drew and I will be going to visit the building that Franky has given us for our salon. I still can’t believe he did it. My life has changed so much since I met The Kings and I feel like pinching myself every morning just to make sure I’m not still in the grotty basement in The Devil’s clubhouse and dreaming this place up.

We both get ready because I have to get back home to shower and dress before I have to meet Franky and Drew. Devlin did insist that I shower here, but I decline, letting him know that everything I need is at Lauren and Grim’s house.

“I really need to get my own place.” I grumble, sticking my hair up in a messy high pony tail.

“Why are you insistent on getting your own place?” Devlin shouts from the bathroom as he has his shower.

“I feel bad, I’m always in their way.” I admit. They may not admit it, but I know they want their own space. They could be sat alone at home, all cosy but I’m sat there. The annoying third wheel. Grim’s not so shy about it, hell he’s not shy about anything! I just think they deserve to have their own place without me there.

Besides, having my own place is the next step to getting my life back on track.

“Stay here with me.” Devlin offers and I’m glad he can’t see the expression on my face as he’s in the shower and I’m sat on his bed.

As nice as that offer is, my dream is not to live in a clubhouse. Devlin’s room is tiny, both of us can’t stay here.

“No, that’s ok.” I shout back. He has to be joking, right?

When Devlin is showered and ready, he takes me back home in his car. It’s weird travelling together in the car and not on his bike. We can have a conversation!

“I need to talk with Grim when we get there, so you can get ready and I’ll wait for you before I leave.” Devlin lets me know as we make our way.

“That’s fine.” I look down at where his hand lays on my knee. I think that’s really sweet, and his hand stays there until we arrive at Lauren and Grim’s.

I watch Natasha run up the stairs to get ready for her big day. She hasn’t told me herself but I know this is a big day for her. Fuck that woman is doing some crazy shit to me. I thought I loved her before, but spending more time with her is proving to myself that the longer I know her, the more and more I fall. I don’t know how long that can last, is that even possible? I do know that I’ll never leave her, no other man will ever have her because she’s my woman. I will protect her from harm and Strike will never touch her again. I’ve only just started to stay calm when I see her scars, I’m used to seeing them now but at first, whenever I would see them the anger I feel for Strike would hit me in the gut.

My meeting with Prez didn’t go to well. My father knows me better than anyone and knew that when I revealed information about Natasha’s scars and the reason behind them what I wanted to do.

“Devlin.” I turn to see Grim standing behind me. “Didn’t expect to see you brother.”

He looks pretty worn out. “What’s going on?” I’ve been in the club long enough to know the look of tiredness due to club business. It’s written all over my brother’s face.

“You haven’t heard?” He asks.

“No, I woke up and bought Tasha here. She’s going to meet Dad and Drew soon about their salon.” I explain, not knowing where this is headed.

“Shit.” He curses. “I fucking forgot about that.”

He picks out his phone and I listen to the conversation. “Dad, you didn’t tell me you were meeting Drew and Natasha.”

I wait to hear what he has to say next, but he doesn’t look happy.

“But he could be fucking watching you, I’m not risking the girl’s lives for a fucking salon!” Grim shouts and his words grab my attention. Why would Natasha life be put in danger?

“I don’t care how much they’re looking forward to it! Either cancel or take men with you.” He rakes his hand through his hair. “Yeah got it.”

When he finishes the call I’m all over it. “What the fuck is happening?”

“Strike has left the house.” Grim announces and I stiffen in shock. I wasn’t expecting that.

“Shit!” I shout. “Well who the fuck was watching him?”

“Messy and Big John, they had two prospects with them as well.” Grim shakes his head in anger.

“Wait, had?” I ask.

“Strike found and killed them all Dev, left them there for anyone to find.”

“Shit.” I look down at the floor, sending a silent prayer for my murdered brothers. Now we’re back to the beginning. How the fuck does he keep getting away?

“You have pictures on his sister yet?” I ask, thank god Grim thought of that idea otherwise we wouldn’t have any leverage right now.

“Not yet, should be soon though.”

Grim’s conversation with dad returns to me. “I’m going with Natasha today, I’m not leaving her alone when we don’t know where Strike is.”

“I understand that, I’m staying with Lauren today.” We nod, knowing that each other’s place is by our women. I don’t want any danger coming to them.

“We need to make sure all the girls are covered. I don’t want any of them exposed.” Grim orders.

While I wait for Natasha to come down, I take the time to ring out the brothers and keep them up to date. The one’s who haven’t got old ladies or families of their own are going to take care of the girls who haven’t got a man. We can’t afford to let the Devil’s get near them.

I know for a fact, that until we know where Strike is, I will not let Natasha out of my sight.

When I walk downstairs, I’m shocked to still see Devlin here. I know he told me that he would wait, but part of me thought he might get bored and go anyway. That I would get a text to explain he would see me later and that would be it, but here he is. Devlin is busy on his phone, but he notices me as I approach him.

“You look beautiful babe.” He says, wrapping his arms around me.

“Thank you.” I speak against his lips and moan as his mouth takes mine in a heated kiss.

The way he can make me feel with just kissing me is crazy, I don’t know what state I will be in once we finally have sex.

“Get a room!” Lauren shouts from behind us, but when I turn to look she’s looks pretty fucking happy to see me in Devlin’s arms.

“Aw, don’t be jealous Lauren. There’s plenty to go around.” Devlin spreads his arms, laughing at Grim’s expression. He doesn’t look amused.

I pinch his side and it shocks him. He looks down at me and realises that I’m not happy either. He picks me up, spinning me and then leans my back against the closest wall. “Don’t worry, I’m all yours.”

Devlin kisses my neck, my eyes close in bliss but then snap open when I realise Grim and Lauren are still here. I slide down the wall, my face heating from embarrassment but Devlin leans into me, cradling me. He doesn’t care how he behaves with me around other people. I’m only just getting used to the whole public affection thing.

“I’m taking you to the salon.” Devlin announces.

“Really?” I grin, I’m actually really happy. I want him to be there with me.

“You’re not pissed?” He asks.

“No, why would I be?”

Devlin shrugs, taking my hand as we make it back out to his car. We say goodbye to Lauren and Grim, then Devlin helps me into the car. When the door is shut behind me I see Grim walk out to Devlin and they meet half way quietly talking about something. I don’t bother ask what it was about when he gets into the driver’s seat. If he wants me to know, he will tell me. As we drive, Devlin’s hand returns to my knee as I practically bounce in my seat. I’m so fucking excited to see the salon building!