Highway to Heaven (18 page)

That was the breaking point to his control.
Raven watched her body respond to him and he ducked his head,
sucking the perfect little rose tinted bud in his mouth. He scraped
his teeth over it, sucking and licking it generously until he moved
to give the other one the same treatment. Heaven’s back arched
against his mouth and he let out an untamed rumble.

In three strides he’d deposited her on the
bed and had his boots and jeans halfway off. She scooted away from
him, a wicked little smile playing at her lips. Oh, he loved a good
chase all right, but right now he wasn’t in the mood. As his pants
pooled at his ankles, he stepped out and lunged across the bed at
her, catching her by the waist band of her jeans, had them
unbuttoned and off her legs in one motion. She let out a playful
yelp. With his other hand, he caught her around the ankle and
tugged her toward him. “If you have any fondness to that bra, I
suggest you get it off. Now.” She tilted her head to the side, not
quite understanding. When it registered, it was already too late.
He’d grabbed his knife off the nightstand and slid it under the
front that stretched across her cleavage and cut the material
free.

“What the hell?” she protested, and had
intended on letting him have it considering that was the only bra
she had with her but stopped. The hungry, predatorily look that
flashed across his eyes made her freeze.

“Mine!” he roared and dove on top of her. He
took her lips again, this time more of a distraction while he
pinned both of her arms above her head with one giant hand. His
other hand reached up and fisted in the back of her hair, tugging.
“Tell me who you belong to, Heaven.” The sting sent tingles through
her body. His head dipped down and tasted her mouth. “Who these
lips belong to.” He traced his tongue down her neck again. “Who
this body belongs to.” Each word seemed harder for him to cut out.
When she hesitated, he pulled her hair enough it made her gasp and
he bit down on her nipple at the same time. Heaven’s world tilted.
Just from that little show of dominance, she now teetered on the
verge of orgasm.

“You!” she gasped, bucking under him in
desperation. “Please! I belong to you, Thomas!” His control snapped
the moment he heard his name fall from her lips.

He released her and spread her legs with both
hands, rubbing his rough callouses over her soft flesh. Her hips
came off the bed when his touch grazed against the inside of her
thighs and he plunged two fingers deep in her moist heat. “God,
you’re so fucking wet, baby.” He took a moment, appreciating the
view of his fingers working in and out of her pussy. Her sweet
cream coated his fingers, juicing so much it made suction sounds
around his digits. Before she could come, he stopped. She whined at
the void his fingers left behind, but wanted to force him inside
when he pulled them up to his mouth and sucked them clean.

“So fucking sweet,” he ground out. She raised
up on her elbows and kissed him, tasting her own juices on his
tongue. That was the end of Raven’s control. He had her flat on her
back and was seated to the hilt so fast she cried out. Her body
stretched around him, clenching and milking his cock to the point
he almost filled her right then and there. He looked down in her
eyes and his breath caught. There she was. The woman he’d been
waiting for since that teenage boy’s heart shattered. She was
putting it back together, and that hole he’d carried all his life
began to fill. Loneliness began to be replaced with love. Real,
soul-consuming love that washed over him harder than the biggest
high he’d ever had. That was the moment his intentions changed. He
didn’t just want her body, he wanted her heart.

“Thomas,” she panted. “Please…” her hips
arched against him, grinding her clit against his pelvic bone. She
needed more, and she needed it now.

“Mmm, you feel so fucking good, baby,” he
cooed. Yeah. Her big bad biker cooed in her ear. Not the normal,
dirty ‘take it bitch’ talk, but he had the perfect amount of
naughty with the sweet. She’d never had sweet. As in, ever. So, why
now? It shocked her and made her mind whirl to the point she was
about to bolt when he sensed the difference in her. “You’re mine,
Heaven. Mine to keep,” he pulled out, thrusting hard in to her
body. The sudden change in movement had her back arching and the
back of her head pushing down against the mattress. His slow,
deliberate strokes had her on the edge once more.

“Come for me, baby, I want to feel you milk
me,” he whispered against her ear. She let out a low moan, almost
pushed over the edge just from his words. He reached one hand under
her hips and tilted her ass off the bed and quickened his pace,
pounding at the spot he knew would rocket her off.

“Fuck! Yes! God, yes!” she yelled out just
before her body clenched down on him so tight it almost hurt. He
fought against her muscles that tried to push him from her sweet
little cunt, gritting his teeth. It was almost too much to
bear.

“Fuck, Heaven,” he roared, riding the waves
along with her as he felt her pussy gush. Warm cream leaked down
his balls and coated her thighs, transferring onto him as their
bodies moved together. It cut the last bit of willpower he had
left. He looked down at her hooded eyes and unleashed the beast
inside.

Raven bent his head down into the crook of
her neck and bit, shoving his throbbing cock as deep as her little
body would take him. Heaven’s fingernails cut into his back, her
hips rising to match his hard, fast thrusts. “Mine!” he growled,
spilling his hot seed deep in her body, which triggered her to come
again, even more violently than the first.

*****

Raven walked out into the night from the
store carrying a bag of pop and snacks. Since Tami and Sadie both
seemed to be big on root beer, he grabbed a few and made sure they
had a selection of Mexican candy the store carried. The choices may
be weird and new, but candy was candy. Damn if he wasn’t floating
on air, and thirsty as fuck. Three times he’d taken Heaven, and
each more intense than the first. She had as big of an appetite as
he did. He smiled to himself. For something so tragic for them to
be here doing, something pretty fuckin’ great came of it. When he
got back to the motel, he noticed Gage pacing back and forth in
front of their room. He smiled and went to greet him when Gage
exploded.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Gage growled at Raven.

Raven turned up a perfectly defined eyebrow,
allowing those almost black eyes to turn iridescent. “Nothing that
concerns you.” His voice was sharp and low, slicing through the
growing tension between them. He didn’t want to have a pissing
contest right now. He wanted to go back in and see how many places
he could drink Coke off Heaven.

“If it concerns Heaven, it concerns me,” he
lashed back.

“Doesn’t look like it from where I stand.
From what I see, you had your chance and threw it away. I’m not
stupid enough to make that mistake,” he growled. “Heaven’s
mine.”

“The fuck you say! She was mine before you
ever showed up!” Gage’s shoulders squared off in a challenge. Raven
grinned, only this time it wasn’t the soft, boyish smile he’d
shared with Heaven or Tami. It was the anger bubbling from his soul
toward the threat of someone taking the woman he loved away.

“She didn’t seem to know it, which means she
wasn’t claimed. Now she is. Stay the fuck away from her,” his voice
was low and gravely.

“Fuck you!” Gage said mid-swing. Raven dodged
it and countered, landing a blow to Gage’s chin. Back and forth the
two traded punches, matched in an equal brawl that had them both
toppling to the ground. Their scuffling went back and forth until
Colt came out of the room and broke them up. By that time, they’d
gained some attention and the crew had all come out to see what the
hell was going on, bowed up and ready for whatever awaited. Shark
exited the room he shared with two of the other guys with his
pistol loaded and hot. Heaven busted out the door wearing an
oversized shirt with nothing on underneath, a knife in one hand and
a pissed off ready to attack expression.

“What the fuck’s goin’ on?” Shark came to her
side and leaned up against the doorway, fully unaware of what the
fight was about.

“Don’t know. Heard something so I came out to
see what the fuck. Colt was pulling those two off the ground.” He
did a onceover, stopping titty level.

“Damn, momma, maybe I’m bunking in the wrong
room,” he flirted. She didn’t get a chance to say anything. In the
blink of an eye, Gage was next to them with Raven right behind,
both charging ahead like bulls.

“You want a piece?” Gage roared before Raven
walked up by his side. Shark looked at them both and grinned,
putting his palms up in defense.

“Just makin’ conversation,” he laughed. He
locked eyes with Heaven and his eyes said it all. She really didn’t
know what the hell had happened between Gage and Raven, but she
could guess. Shark didn’t need in her fucked up love triangle, or
quadrilateral? Whatever freaking shape this was all morphing into.
He shot her a wink and left, walking back toward his room. Raven
grabbed the bag of snacks he’d sat down when Gage’d showed his
ass.

Heaven’s glare turned on Gage and Raven. She
planted both hands on her hips and stared them down. “What the
fuck?” she demanded. Raven turned to Gage and chuckled.

“Ask Gage,” he said and moved her out of the
way so he could get through. While Gage was left dealing with his
pissed off woman, he was going to play good guy and make two giggly
teen girls even gigglier. Whatever he could do to take their minds
off the trauma they’d just been through, he would. When they got
home, he’d make sure they were the most spoiled little girls ever.
For now, bad Mexican candy would have to do. He grinned as he heard
Heaven giving Gage the third degree, and walked through to check on
the girls. Ah, better Gage then him…although the idea of getting
her feathers ruffled and tying her up until she begged for him was
definitely something he’d keep for the future.

*****

Shady knew that son-of-a-bitch wouldn’t have
gotten far, and fuck if he wasn’t so predictable. Running like a
little coward. All of those years—all of the shit she’d been
through came down to right now. Today, she’d get the revenge she’d
dreamt about for so many years. So many tortured years of running
and hiding. All of the shit the sick bastard had done to her when
she was young rushed in her mind all at once. Her hatred fueled
her. Finally. This would be the end of all of it.

She knew Reyes wouldn’t leave without going
back to his home first. The Feds were surrounding the entire area,
but they didn’t know about the secret tunnels and passages he’d had
built in. The rat bastard always had an escape route, and would
leave anyone to fend for themselves if trouble arose.

Her mind drifted back to when she was a
child. There had been an argument she’d overheard and guns were
fired. Dominic had run like a little bitch, leaving his bastard son
behind and her right in the crossfire. The spawn of satan used her
as a shield and left her once he’d tucked through a secret passage
in the wall. There were stairs and hidden rooms everywhere.
Thankfully, in some fucked up way, they’d noticed how beat up she
was and had let her be.

As she rounded the side of the house, she
kept her back covered by the outer wall and her senses seeking out
any sign of him. She heard a noise, but kept watching…and waiting.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are…” she taunted. There was a
rustling sound on the far side of the estate and she grinned. He
didn’t realize she knew all of the little secret openings and was
going straight to the safe. Figures the greedy son-of-a-bitch would
go straight to his blood money.

Her finger itched, twitching and aching to
pull down on the trigger of her pistol. This time, he’d get to feel
pain. She was going to make him suffer and die a painful death. As
she entered the house through a side door, intending on cutting him
off as he slithered to the master bedroom, she heard commotion. Her
feet took off in the direction of the sounds.

She walked in to find Abi straddling him in
half guard, her fists pummeling his face over and over. His swings
at her were wild and uncalculated which made it all that much
easier for her to beat the living shit out of the son-of-a-bitch.
He wailed out in pain, still trying to act the badass he only
thought he was. “You’ll pay for this you little bitch!” His words
no longer left his mouth when Abi’s fist landed dead center and
knocked out three of his front teeth. He spat blood at her, his
teeth flying through the ground.

“You’re pathetic. A worthless piece of shit
and waste of oxygen. Now, you get to pass judgement for your sins.”
Abi went wild. She flipped to his side with her hands locking
around his arm and both of her legs wedging it tight. In one
motion, she’d arched her legs against his chest in an arm bar and
snapped the bone in two.

“Aaaaah!” he screamed out. Dominic thrashed
his old body around, trying to get up but didn’t stand a
chance.

Shady had watched long enough. “Now it’s my
turn. Welcome to hell!” she yelled. While Abi held him down and
continued her assault, Shady flipped open her blade and sliced up
the front of his leg. His neatly pressed suit pants split, allowing
the blood to leak out in a perfect line that centered his shin.
While he screamed and fought, Shady held him down. The tip of her
knife sliced near the wound, pulling the skin away from the bone
and muscle tissue. “This is for everything you did to hurt me, you
motherfucker.” She continued until the chunk of skin that had once
covered his lower leg was tossed up toward his head where he could
see it.

Dominic’s eyes went wide. “Go to hell you
little bitch! You’ve never been anything but a stupid whore!” At
his words, Abi turned to Shady and smiled.