Chapter 8

Raven

T oday was amazing. Getting to share this moment with our family and close friends was perfect. Yes, that includes every BVC member. They are all family in a way. They've been congratulating the guys and me the whole time, seeming genuinely excited and happy for us. This proves that Andrew and our little girl will be so damn protected all their lives.

The party has been slowly coming to an end over the past hour. Our moms just left not that long ago, and I've been standing here talking to Andy.

My sole attention isn't on the conversation, though. My eyes keep straying over to Link. He's sitting at the bar, leaning back against it. His thick arms are crossed against his chest as he stares at me with that dangerous heat in his eyes. He's the predator, and I'm the prey.

He promised me by the end of this party, I'd be his. Well, the party is practically over now and I'd very much like to see if he plans on keeping that promise.

"And then, I'm going to marry a clown and run off to join the circus with them," Andy gushes excitedly.

"Oh, that's nice," I murmur absently.

"Raven!" She laughs, shaking my arm.

"Huh, what?" I blink over to find her very amused face looking back at me.

"Go fuck your man."

"I'm sorry, what?" I ask, my brows jumping up.

"You've been staring at him for a while now, and I don't think you've heard anything I've had to say." She chuckles.

"I'm sorry," I sigh. "I really do suck. I'm like horny all the time. It's these damn pregnancy hormones."

"Ray, babe, let's be for real. You were a fucking horn dog before you got pregnant." She gives me a wicked grin.

"Okay, true," I laugh. "Can't argue with you on that one. Are you sure you won't be mad?"

"You've hung out with me for most of this party. Don't worry, I'm not feeling neglected. Go."

"You're the best!" I lean in and kiss her cheek before making my way over to Link.

He scowls as I approach him. "Did you just kiss her?" he asks, getting to his feet.

"Really?" I can't help but smile. "Relax, it was just a kiss between friends."

"You kiss all your friends?" he growls. "It's a shame I'll have to kill them."

"You're not killing anyone," I warn. "And no. But also, the only other friends I have are you and the guys. And I kiss you all the time. Gonna go kill yourself now, are you?"

He takes a step towards me until he's towering over me. "So, you've chosen to be a brat, I see," he grumbles. The sound sends a shiver down my spine, making my skin pebble and my nipples harden.

"Well, I was promised something after the party. The party is over, you gonna pay up?" I challenge him, raising a brow. My panties are damp, and my belly cramps with need. I hope I'm not pushing, but fuck, I really need to feel him inside me.

He stares at me for a really long time–so long that I start to squirm. He licks his lips and nods, then leans in to whisper in my ear. "I still don't trust myself, Little Bird. I know the moment I'm inside that perfectly hot cunt of yours, I'm going to fucking lose my ever loving mind," he growls low, the sound hitting me right in the clit. "But I need you so fucking bad it hurts. I need you to promise me something, Raven."

"Anything." I find myself saying in a breathy tone.

"What we do upstairs, you never speak of it. If anyone finds out what I'm about to let you do... well, that can't happen."

About to let me do? What does he mean by that?

I answer anyway with, "I won't tell a soul."

"I know you won't, because even though you're a naughty little brat, you're still my good girl, aren't you, Little Bird?"

"Yeah," I moan, eyes fluttering shut as I sway into his touch.

He chuckles with low satisfaction. Sucking my earlobe into his mouth, he bites down hard enough to make me whimper, but my pussy pulses with need.

Taking my hand, he leads me through the room and over to the stairwell. Every step up to the top floor, I feel the tension between us grow thicker and thicker.

We don't say a word as we get to the apartment. He opens the door for me, and I step inside. He follows me inside, closing the door behind him, and I spin around as I hear the lock click into place.

"You're going to do everything I tell you. Do you understand me?" he asks in a hushed dangerous voice.

I swallow hard, heart pounding in my chest and nod. "Yes."

He leaves me standing in the middle of the apartment as he makes his way across the room. Opening the closet door, he steps inside and emerges a moment later with something in his hand. Rope. Is he going to tie me up? I mean, I'd be down with that.

Tossing it on the bed, he grabs the hem of his shirt and pulls it over his head. I lick my lips as I eye up his perfectly crafted chest. All the muscles and tattoos... it does it for me.

Squeezing my thighs together, I watch as he makes quick work of his pants next. Undoing his belt and zipper, he lowers his pants and boxers to the ground. His cock springs free, slapping against his belly. It's hard, long, and so damn fucking big. Sometimes, I wonder how I even get that thing inside me.

He stands there in all his naked glory, looking like a fucking god. "Remember, Raven," he tells me. "You do everything I tell you. You might think you're in charge, but you are not."

I'm not sure what he means. How would I think I'm in control when he's the one tying me up?

I say nothing as he crawls onto the bed and lays down, head against the pillow. He looks at me with hard eyes.

"Take the top, Raven. Tie up my hands and feet. Make sure you get the knot really fucking good."

Holy shit! My eyes widen in surprise. He's joking, right? There's no fucking way Lincoln, the leader of Black Venom Crew, is letting me tie him up. Does he have any idea how vulnerable of a situation that puts him in?

And now I want to cry because fucking hell, he trusts me enough to let me do this. This is better than any I love you he could ever say.

"Little Bird," he growls. "Do as you're told."

Swallowing hard, I make my way over to the bed and grab the rope. It's in four smaller pieces. Like it was meant for this exact reason. Knowing these guys, I'm not surprised.

With shaking hands, I tie his ankles to the bed frame. When I'm satisfied that it's tight enough, I head up to do his wrists.

"Are you sure?" I whisper, taking the hand he already has in place and wrapping the rope around it.

"I'm sure that I want you. I'm sure that I can't go another day without filling you with my cock and marking you with my cum. I'm sure that I don't trust myself not to lose control, even though I'd never truly hurt you, Raven. That baby inside you means more to me than my own life, but... I do trust you."

I look away so he doesn't see the tears that begin to fall. I love this man so damn much it hurts. It's more than love. There are no words to describe what I feel for him or any of my men.

Once I get both hands tied, I stand by the bed, waiting for my next command. "Strip for me, Little Bird. Show me what's mine." I am his. I'm all of theirs. For them to love, to pleasure, to control.

As they are mine.

Keeping my eyes locked on his hungry, powerful ones, I pull the sleeves of the dress down over my shoulders and let the dress fall to the ground, pooling at my feet.

I don't have a bra on, so my breasts hang free and heavy, nipples so damn hard it's nearly painful. I'm so aroused right now that when I pull my panties off and let them drop to the ground, you can see my arousal start to drip down my leg.

His chest heaves as he pulls at his restraints. "No teasing me, Little Bird. Get on the bed and get on my fucking face."

Fucking hell. I tremble with excitement and need as I get on the bed and straddle his face. I hover over his mouth, hands on the headboard, and look down.

"You are going to fucking smother me, Little Bird. You're going to ride my face with that sweet cunt until you're screaming my name and drowning me in your juices, do you understand me?" he growls.

"Yes." I give him a shaky nod.

"Good girl," he praises, and I shiver. "And, Raven, no matter what I tell you, do not untie me until I've emptied myself inside you. Do you understand me?"

"Yes," I answer.

He nods. "Now sit."

I lower myself onto his face. And I'm not careful about it; I don't have to be with these guys. I do as I'm told, and I smother his whole fucking face with my pussy.

God, this is fucking amazing, so damn thrilling. I gasp as he wastes no time devouring me. He laps at my folds, searing me with his tongue. He's wet, warm, and perfect.

Gripping the headboard, I start to rock my hips, grinding down on his mouth.

I can't see his face because my little baby belly is in the way, so I close my eyes and let my head hang, enjoying every ounce of pleasure rushing through me.

The fire in my belly grows with every brush of his nose against my clit and every time his tongue thrusts inside me.

The sounds that fill the room are erotic as fuck. He sucks and slurps, my juices practically gushing from me at this point. He growls against my pussy, the vibration's making me shiver. He sounds like a starved animal unable to eat fast enough.

"Fuck, Link," I moan as the pressure starts to build. "I'm close. I'm so fucking close."

I let my head fall back, fingers tightening around the headboard as I work my hips harder, faster. I don't even care if he can breathe, all I want right now is the orgasm that's just out of reach.

I'm panting, desperately trying to get to that finish line. The coil inside me winds tighter and tighter. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes, yes!" I cry out because it's there; I'm gonna cum.

And then he bites my fucking clit, making me shatter. I scream so damn loud, I know the people downstairs can hear me.

My body seizes up, my thighs clamping around Link's face as I cum so hard that I collapse against the headboard.

Wave after wave of pleasure hits me as I gasp for breath. It's not until he bites my pussy lip that I realize I'm still sitting on his face. "Fuck. Sorry," I pant out, lifting myself up the best I can.

"Fucking hell!" he gasps, sucking in lungfuls of air. I blink down at him, horrified that I almost literally smothered him to death.

"Shit, Link, I'm sorry."

"Don't fucking be sorry," he groans. "It was one of the hottest things fucking ever. Now, get the fuck on my cock because, I swear to god, Raven, if you don't, I will fucking lose my ever-loving mind."

I can't help but laugh as I move my way down. I don't get off him, no, I drag my dripping pussy down his face, his chest, and belly. I grin in satisfaction when I see him covered in my release.

His face is glistening with my juices, and I lean forward to lick at his lips, tasting my release. "Yum."

He growls and tries to nip at me, my eyes going wide in shock. "Cock. Now!"

Lifting my hips, I grab his cock, taking note of the string of pre cum connecting the head of his erection to his lower stomach. He was so aroused by eating me out that there's a puddle of pre cum that's pooled in his belly button. I want to lick that up too, but I don't dare disobey him right now.

Notching him at my entrance, I let myself sink down onto his cock. Fucking hell, it's a stretch. I feel like my pussy is being ripped in two. I'm still not used to his size, and I don't think I'll ever be. But I fucking love it.

I cry out as Link's eyes roll back into his head. "Fuck!" he roars, then starts to mutter curses I can't quite make out.

Chest heaving, he opens his eyes and fuck... the man staring back at me kind of freaks me out a bit.

"Ride me." It's low and eerie. "Ride my fucking cock, Raven. Use that cunt to fucking strangle my cock."

Bracing my hands on his chest, I rock my hips. Another sound leaves him, and if I didn't have my eyes on him, I'd believe it came from some savage animal.

Digging my nails into his chest, he hisses and groans. Then I start to ride him, moving fast and hard, giving it to him like I know he wants.

"That's it. Fucking take me," he roars. "You dirty little whore. You fucking love it don't you. You love being stuffed with my fucking cock." He pulls at his restraints, looking up at where he's tied to the bed. "Untie me, Raven. I'm gonna pin you to this fucking bed. I'm going to fuck you so damn hard you won't be able to think."

"No," I say shakily, a little out of breath. "I will not untie you." He snarls, pulling at the restraints. "Enough," I command. He stops and slowly swings his gaze to me.

"What did you say?"

"I said no . You told me not to let you go until I'm full of your cum. So stop being a fucking savage and let me fuck you." I pinch one of his nipples.

I thought he would snarl or growl at me, but he fucking moans. Grinning, I lean forward and bite down on his other nipple. "Fuck!" he roars, trying to buck up into me, but he can't.

"Be a good boy and lay there." I grin as I start to ride him again.

"You're a fucking brat, Little Bird."

"I'm your fucking brat. I'll do whatever you tell me, except untie you."

"Fine," he grumbles.

I build back up to a good pace, getting an angle that feels so damn good. His cock hits my sweet spot, and I feel that familiar pleasure building in my core again.

I'm sweating now, starting to get tired. Normally, when I ride one of my guys, they start to help me at this point by grabbing my hips and rocking me back and forth, or fucking up into me. But he can't.

"I don't know how much longer I can go," I pant out in a whine. "I'm tired. But I'm so close."

"Do not stop, Little Bird," he warns, panting as badly as me with this wild look in his eyes. I know he's close too. I want us both to finish. I want him to cum inside me, to make me his. I fucking love it.

Shaking my head, I let it hang as I dig my nails into his chest. I'm so close, so damn close.

"Look at you," he growls. "Taking my cock so fucking well. That's it, be daddy's little whore and cum on my cock, Little Bird. Be a good fucking girl and do as you're told."

He's never called himself daddy, but it sure as hell does something to me that I really fucking like. Whimpering, my pussy clenches around him.

"Who's a cum slut, Raven?"

"Me," I moan.

"Whose cum slut are you?"

"Yours," I whine.

"Yeah, you fucking are. I'm gonna cum, Raven. I'm so fucking close. Ride me harder, faster, fucking take this cock and make it fill you up like you know you want."

"Oh god, Link. Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I'm sobbing now, my orgasm right there as I push my body to its limits.

"That's it, that's a good little slut. Fuck, look at you. Come on, baby, choke me with that cunt."

I gasp loudly as the orgasm hits me. It's hard, sending me crumbling onto him.

I cry out his name, my pussy gripping his cock like my life depends on it. He roars so damn loud it shatters me harder. His cock pulses violently inside me, sending wave after wave of cum, filling me up just like we both wanted.

My hips keep moving, little jerks are all I can manage as I try to pull as much pleasure as I can from him.

I'm sobbing now, the orgasm taking so much out of me. I feel like I've had some sort of out-of-body experience.

It's too much. The orgasm won't fucking stop. "Raven?" Link's worried voice breaks through the ringing in my ears. "Little Bird, untie my hands."

It takes a moment to pull myself up. I'm so tired, but I manage to lean over and undo one hand. He quickly reaches over and undoes the other.

Then his arms reach around me and he's soothing me, rubbing his hands up and down my back.

"Shhh. I've got you, Little Bird. You did so fucking good. I'm so proud of you."

I don't know why I'm still crying. But sometimes during sex, things can become overwhelming, hormones and emotions jumble together.

"Are you okay? Please, tell me you're okay?" his voice sounds worried. I don't want him to be worried.

"I'm fine." I take in a shuddering breath, my crying calming. "I'm better than fine. God, that felt so good." And then I'm crying again.

He chuckles, letting out a breath. "Yeah, Little Bird. It fucking did."

I'm not used to this tender side of Link. I don't think I've ever really experienced it. I only see it when he's with the babies.

But he holds me until I'm almost asleep. Gently, he picks me up and lays me on my back. The mattress shifts, and I think he's untying his feet because, not too long after, he gets off the bed and walks across the room. A second later, I hear the tub running.

He lifts me up and brings me to the bathroom. My eyes are still closed as I hover between sleep and consciousness.

I groan as my body meets the warm water, and he soothes me. "Go to sleep, Little Bird. I got you. I always got you."

He kisses me on the top of my head, his arms still wrapped around me. He must be in the bath with me. I'm not able to think much more about it because I drift off to sleep; my body, mind, and soul feeling safe with this man, knowing no harm will come to me or the little one growing inside me.