Page 101 of Filthy Liar

Whatever Ander’s piercings were hitting on was exactly what she needed.

I thought she was going to break my hand from how tight she gripped it when she came, Ander fucking her through it without slowing down. He’d definitely made her squirt, if the wet sounds were anything to go by, and her eyes slammed closed as she held onto me and cried out. She was a sobbing mess within seconds, and I was close to telling Ander to give her a break when he growled and started to slow, his arms shaking slightly as he released her shoulders and dragged his hands down to her waist in an affectionate hold. His thumbs brushed her skin, and he leaned down to kiss her shoulder.

“You always take us so good.”

Her grip on my hand loosened, and she laid there panting as I kissed her knuckles.

“So good,” I repeated, rolling onto my back and reaching for her as Ander pulled out. She didn’t need much encouragement to lie down, a cringe taking over her face suddenly as I shuffled her so she was completely on top of me.

“Uh, I’m leaking a lot.”

“I don’t care,” I mumbled, tucking her head under my chin and cradling her. “Just stay there for a minute.”

“I can’t move anyway,” she joked, letting me hold her as Ander started cleaning her up.

Zavier’s phone rang, and he pried his eyes open and blindly reached for it, Reid handing it to him.

He groaned for a moment before answering, his voice tired. “You need me?”

I’d kind of hoped we all could’ve laid around the house naked all day, fucking Raven on every damn surface, but from the way he glanced at us, I knew that wasn’t going to happen.

“Yeah, sure. They'd probably like to come. Eleven? Yeah, I’ll see you then.”

He hung up, and Reid sighed. “I have to go too?”

“You don’t have to,” Zavier snorted, sitting up to stop himself from relaxing too much again. “Slash needs me to work the bar today. They’re doing some get-together, and you guys are invited.”

Raven’s relaxed body became tense, and I kissed the top of her head in an attempt to soothe her again.

“What kind of get-together?” she asked, hesitation in her voice.

“Sounds like drinks and a barbecue among the crews. Family kind of thing,” he answered. “I’d like you to come if you can. Maybe you guys can keep me entertained if I’m stuck behind the bar all day.”

She was silent for a moment before sitting up a little, a reluctant sigh leaving her. “Okay, but if anyone shoots, I’m leaving.”

I couldn’t lie, I would too.

Raven

The Shed was insanely busy when we pulled up, and I shrank back a little when I saw all the different crew jackets. This wasn’t just the Psychos and Devils, the Reapers, Soldiers, and Kings were here too.

That was asking for trouble.

“Nothing will happen,” Reid said firmly, looking over at me from the driver’s seat.

“How do you know?”

Logan’s head popped between our seats from the back, and I eyed Ander’s Supra as it parked and he and Zavier climbed out to wait for us.

“The crews haven’t been at war with each other in our lifetime. These guys are fine. If things get heated, Slash will kick us all out anyway.”

“That doesn’t reassure me,” I grumbled, opening the door and getting to my feet so Logan could get out.

There were cars everywhere, people milling around by a few barbecues as they drank and smoked. Kids ran around laughing, and I even spotted someone making balloon animals for some kids under a tree.

“There’s kids here?” I asked, and Zavier appeared beside me.

“Family days they allow it.”

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