The Broken Raven - A Paradox Of Two Worlds Series Book 1

Chapter 45 - Raven

Before heading up to his room, Clay gives me one final kiss. I can tell that everything that has happened is having an emotional impact on him. "I will be there shortly," I say with a smile.

"I'll be waiting," He smirks, and I can't help but laugh. I watch him disappear up the stairs, feeling grateful for his presence in my life. Brie laughs, making me face her. "What's so funny?" I ask, still feeling the warmth of his smile.

"I've never ever seen Clay this affectionate with anyone, or your. I like this Raven." Brie smiles.

"Hey, the old Raven hasn't gone anywhere. She's..." I get cut off by Brie.

"In love?" She teases.

"Shut up." I laugh along with her. As we clean up, I look over at Brie and ask, "Do you agree with what Clay said?"

"Honestly, what he says makes sense. She won't stop until she wins. All this girl has ever wanted was Clay to herself." She's telling the truth. "But remember, she has to go through the three of us first, and I won't let her touch you," she assures me.

Brie's tough, real tough, she can hold her own, and so can I, but to her, she is older, so she needs to protect me. It's always been that way. As I grab the broom to clean up the shattered glass, I think about how my life has changed in a matter of months.

I blurt out my thoughts. "What if we let her?"

"What are you talking about?" Brie asks. "I mean, what if we let her win?" I say again.

"No, no, no." She puts her hands up. "Are you serious right now?" She whispers, like that will stop the two vamps in this house from hearing us. "Those two up there won't go along with anything you have in that brain of yours. We already have a plan in action, so don't go and do something stupid like you always do."

"Okay," I say, and turn around.

"Raven?" she questions.

"I said okay, jeez," I grunt.

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Ten minutes later, we are done cleaning up, I start the dishwasher, and we head up to bed. "Night," she says.

"Night." I walk into the room to see him lying on his back; I can't help but look at his muscles and how intricate his tattoos are.

"I know you're obsessed with me; I already told you if you want to see me naked, all you've got to do is ask." He starts laughing; he's in a better mood.

"Clay!" I softly say in embarrassment.

"Come here!" He tells me. He sits up, and I stand in front of him. His fingers find the waist of my sweats, and he tugs them down.

"Clay," I say softly. I trace his tattoos, and he kisses my neck, and goosebumps cover my body.

"I could spend the rest of my life with you under the covers." He teases. My waist is gripped as he draws me in close and places his lips against mine. I adore how I feel when his hands are all over my body; it is exhilarating. I yank on his pant leg. I hold onto him as he lifts himself to remove them. I swallow his moan as my hand slowly caresses his length.

"Raven." He moans.

He slips his hand down to my panties and moves in a circular motion, one finger in, and he pumps slowly. "Oh!" I moan.

He kisses me, and I bite his bottom lip. He moves his hand and tugs my panties down. I kick them off, and he grabs my waist and lifts me, and I'm on top of him. He removes my shirt so that our bodies are touching.

My hands explore every crease and hard line of muscle as they move up his abdomen. My body begins to warm up, and the temperature rises until I feel myself becoming damp to his touch.