Blaze's Mark (Devil's Riot MC: Originals Book 3) Page 2

  Ugh.

  Seriously.

  I can’t believe we did that.

  I’m married to Blaze.

  Holy shit.

  Gently lifting his arm from around me, I scoot out of the bed. Getting to my feet, I turn to face the bed staring down at the man still sleeping peacefully.

  I’ve always been attracted to his sexy as hell looks, but seeing him now, he’s even hotter.

  Shaking my head, I make my way out of my room still completely naked.

  I can at least be thankful throughout all the mess that happened last night, we ended up at my house rather than his room at the clubhouse.

  Walking into the bathroom, I turn the light on and stare at myself in the mirror. Horrified at the way my hair looks, I run my fingers through knots to try and tame the hot mess. Which is useless. Grabbing a hair tie I pull it all up into a messy bun. It’s my day off so I’m not worried about what I look like, but rather getting a certain hot guy out of my bed.

  Quickly doing what I need to do I brush my teeth and turn to leave the room only to stop at the sight of something that’s peeking out from the back side of my neck. Picking up my hand-held mirror, I turn my back to the one above the sink.

  What the fuck?

  I mean I know I have a large back tattoo. Believe me I sat in the chair long enough to know over the multiple sessions it took. However, I didn’t have one on the back of my neck.

  Staring into the mirror now my body begins to shake as one other memory slams back into my body. I’d allowed Blaze to fuck me outside the bar against the brick of the building while he kept declaring I belonged to him. No one else was to touch me. After he’d taken me to a tattoo shop, and I’d sat there as Trevor placed a property tat right there where everyone could see it.

  “Fuck me,” I groan examining the ink. It’s a beautiful piece to match the rest of my back but in the center, it has the DRMC logo with the bike and wings. Above the logo in bright bold letters ‘Blaze’s Property’.

  I’m going to kill him.

  Wait, no don’t do that, he’s the only one to have ever given you mind blowing orgasms.

  Doesn’t give him the right to do this.

  Do you really care? You were only going out with those men to get your mind off this man.

  Yeah because he’s a manwhore duh.

  Slamming the mirror down on the counter, I storm back to my room to find Blaze sitting up in my bed leaning against the headboard.

  God why does he have to look so damn good?

  Umm because like I said he’s fuckin’ hot and gives you orgasms like no one else.

  Shut up.

  “Good morning wife,” he grins.

  Well fuck me sideways if that morning voice doesn’t do something to me.

  I’m screwed.

  Beyond screwed.

  Only I don’t know if I can handle it.

  2

  Blaze

  You’ve done fucked up your life good now asshole.

  Why the fuck after everything that Rissa did and took from you would you marry some other bitch?

  She’ll do nothing but hurt you in the end.

  Because I’m sick and fuckin’ tired of her flaunting her ass around me with some dumbass pricks who don’t know the differences in Raven.

  I know though. I can tell you the difference in her smiles when she’s happy or faking it. With each one of those men my bird went out with, I know she wasn’t really wanting to be with them.

  No, she’d only done it to piss me off.

  Why marry her though?

  Raven isn’t one to cheat and having her tied to me this way keeps the other men away from her now. I know it’s a fucked up move and I honestly don’t fuckin’ care.

  She’s mine whether she likes it or not.

  At least now she wears my mark along with my ring. A ring that belonged to my grandmother at that.

  I must have seriously gone and taken one to many punches in the ring.

  This is what Raven does to me. I do stupid shit.

  When I found out about her and Victoria, I’d flipped my shit. I didn’t want to think of the danger my bird put herself in constantly.

  Then we’d gone to the ICMC clubhouse to get my brothers ol’ lady back and I’d met Raven’s entire family. Her brother Pitch Black, who everyone calls Pit, is their enforcer and I swear to fuck the dude was one big motherfucker I wouldn’t want to go against. Fury, Raven’s father, made it known that no one fucks with his daughter. Didn’t matter if he trained her to take care of herself or not.

  No, evidently Raven’s mother Ela can see things no one else can. She’d taken one look at me and closed her eyes. A moment later she reopened them and smiled. Taking my hand in hers, I’ll never forget her words. “Don’t let the past hold you from the future. Your bird will fly for you. Laura wouldn’t want that for you. She wants you happy and to give her a brother or sister to look over. Oh, and welcome to the family.” I’d been freaked the hell out by the woman.

  I’d never seen shit like that in my life. Fury had pulled me to the side and said to take what Ela says to heart. Then he went and threatened me about never hurting his daughter or he’d gut me.

  Never in my thirty-seven years had I had a father give me the talk about treating his girl right. Not even Rissa’s father. No, he was more worried about his business and fuckin’ his receptionist than takin’ care of his daughter.

  Maybe if he had he’d have known his daughter was fuckin’ the man who raised me. Since the day I found out, I haven’t spoken to him. Nor my mom. She took his side in the matter, more worried about living comfortably than the fact he was having an affair.

  Because of that I’d never cheat on a woman. It’s why I haven’t been in a relationship since I divorced Rissa. I refused to put up with another bitch doing what she did. It’s hard to find a woman who isn’t out for either your title or money.

  Been burned once already, I wasn’t intending to do it again.

  Then why marry Raven.

  I’m pleading temporary insanity. That or the fact Ela’s words swam in my head and I wanted Raven to be mine once and for all.

  As the door to the bathroom opens down the hall, I sit up and wait for my bird to walk in the room. I know she’s goin’ to be pissed. We’d both been pretty drunk last night. Her more than me and I’m not about to be sorry for tricking her into marrying me.

  Raven’s screams of pleasure last night still fill my head. My cock hardens, twitching against the gray sheets.

  That’s another thing about her that surprised me. Raven doesn’t do the whole girly colors. No, she’s more of a gray and black girl. Other than the majestic purple in her eyes and the color of the tattoos she has, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her in any other colors.

  “Good morning wife,” I grin at the look of fury on her face.

  Yeah, she’s pissed.

  “What the fuck did you do?” she snaps crossing her arms over her naked breasts, unashamed of covering her body.

  I love the fact she’s standing there as if she were used to standing naked in front of someone.

  The first time I’d fucked her we’d been at the clubhouse. By morning she’d left, and I’d been okay with it. Or so I thought. Every time I had one of the clubwhores suck my dick or I’d fuck them, I’d envisioned they were Raven.

  Fucked up, I know, but what can I say, I’m an asshole and I’ll own that shit to the day I fuckin’ die.

  “I’d think it was obvious, Birdy. I made you mine,” I chuckle.

  “This is not a laughing matter Blaze; we can’t be married. Hell, I don’t even remember everything that fuckin’ happened last night,” she states.

  “I’m not laughing, Ray. I take my marriage to you seriously. Now that you're mine, I know you won’t be going off with some pussy ass motherfucker when I’m not with you,” I grumble throwing the sheet off my body and stand.

  “You do what? Yeah nope not happening. We’re not doing this. You can’t seem
to keep it in your pants longer than two seconds. I'm not about to be your wife or anything else,” she rants, glaring at me.

  “Ouch baby that hurt. You think so little of me,” I smirk, bringing a hand to my chest as if she’d hit me or something.

  “Don’t test me Blaze,” she mutters, turning away from me as I start to head in her direction.

  “I’m not testing you Birdy. In fact, I’m about to explain a few things to make my intentions quite clear in what we’re doing here.” Reaching out, I grab her arm and spin her back to face me. I pull her into my arms, locking her to my body.

  I can’t wait to sink my cock back into her tight body. Last night when we’d gotten here, she’d attacked me like the wild bird I know she can be. The marks on my back can still be felt and I want more.

  Raven lifts her head to meet my gaze, “There’s nothing to be made clear. It’s obvious what’s happening here,” she says grabbing my cock in her hand.

  “Oh, we’ll be getting to that again very soon. First though.” Lifting Raven up in my arms I drop her on the bed before climbing up over her settling in between her legs. “We’re going to straighten a few things out. One: I made you mine because I wanted you to be. I told you last night I was done with the games. Two: Now that we’re married, I’d never cheat on you. Even if we weren’t married but we were together I wouldn’t have. I take our marriage seriously. That’s the last time I’m saying that. Three: I can’t handle not being inside you anymore,” I growl as I slide slowly into her, sinking all the way to the hilt.

  “Blaze,” she moans, arching her back.

  “Birdy, when you have my cock in you the only name you call out is my real name. The name of the man you married. The one who swore to cherish you for who you are,” I rasp, slowly thrusting into her tight pussy.

  “I don’t know what it is,” she gasps as I hit just the right spot. “I don’t even know our last name.”

  “Liam, and our names are Liam and Raven Morgan,” I say, dropping my mouth to capture hers right before I begin to thrust harder.

  Talking can wait. I need to show her in a way I know she’d understand. Her body knows who it belongs to and what it wants. Even her heart.

  It’s just a matter of getting her mind on board with the program. She’s a hard woman to get through to and I plan to be deep under her skin.

  And what she doesn’t realize and neither did I until after I thought about Ela’s words. Raven has marked me the same as I had my mark put on her. Only hers can’t be seen by the naked eye.

  At least not yet.

  My Little Bird has put her mark under my skin, and I intend to soon have her wings on display.

  3

  Raven

  Damn that was fuckin’ amazing. But oh, so wrong.

  Your married to him, there’s nothing wrong about letting him fuck you senseless.

  Laying with my head on his chest I savor the moment of being in his arms. I never knew it could feel this good to experience something this intimate.

  All the times I’d had sex in my life it was just that. Sex. Two people seeking what they needed. This though was different. It was as if I could feel his emotions seeping into my pores.

  I’ve inherited some of my mother’s gifts, but I try not to use them by blocking my mind. It makes me feel like I’m a freak of nature even if it’s nothing like that. To be able to help those around you is amazing, unfortunately for me it can be a curse in my line of work.

  By day I work in a veterinarian hospital, by night I’m on my stomach lying in wait, looking through my scope. My work is never done and feeling the emotions of the ones I’m about to kill is not something an assassin wants to feel.

  However ever since my best friend and partner, Vicky had her son, Jamie, I guess you can say the two of us have all but retired from our occupations. Tracker refuses to let her out of his sight, the same goes for Jamie. He’s a little overprotective. She hasn’t even gone back to managing the strip club she’d been working at. If I didn’t have to deal with skanky ass bitches like the ones who work in the establishment, I wouldn’t mind being there. Unfortunately, the place is full of them.

  Two of those said skanks kept trying to cause problems for Vicky when it came to her husband. It’s insane to even say she’s married. They hadn’t wasted any time in getting married and now I’m fuckin’ married as well.

  Oh shit, Vicky is going to blow a gasket when she hears this.

  Don’t forget your papa and brother.

  As members of the Inferno’s Clutch MC they are going to go berserk over this.

  Fury, my papa, he’s one of the founding members of the club and is the best father a girl could ask for. He made sure to teach me to defend myself at an early age. He’s also the same man who brought me ice cream after sending my brother to beat up the boy who broke up with me the first time. At the time I’d been embarrassed but at the end of the day he’d been defending my heart like any dad would do.

  Pitch Black, who everyone calls Pit, is the Enforcer of the club and one of the only people on this earth I wouldn’t want to ever cross. They don’t call him Pitch Black for nothing. He’ll come at you in the dark and you won’t see him coming. Being the big brother that he is, he’d feel the need to test anyone who wanted to be with me.

  “You gonna lay on me all day?” Blaze asks chuckling while he runs a hand along my spine.

  “Hmm, I might, long as you don’t talk,” I mumble, snuggling even deeper into him.

  “Birdy, hate to break it to ya but I’m gonna talk. Ain’t gonna stop. Cause that means you won’t be talking to me.” I have to roll my eyes at his jokes. Isn’t he just full of himself this morning?

  I’ve never seen this side of Blaze before. Normally he’s the broody, serious, glowering asshole. Even after he’d fucked my brains out that first time, he’d shown no emotions. Honestly, I think the only time I’ve ever seen a hint of emotion in him was when Tracker was in the hospital. Sadness seemed to swirl around him as he took the lead and got a handle on things until Stoney could get there.

  Lifting my head up off his chest, I meet his gaze. “You may be full of jokes this morning but you're going to regret this, us, me,” I say sternly.

  Blaze’s brow furrows and his eyes narrow as he flips us until I’m beneath him again. “Let’s get one thing straight right now Raven. I don’t do a damn thing I don’t want to. I’ve already been burned by the fires of betrayal once. I knew what the fuck I was doing putting my ring on your finger. Understand me when I say this because I won’t repeat myself. I wanted you to be mine, so I made it happen.”

  Sucking in a deep breath, I can feel his emotions surrounding me suffocating the air in the room with it. Pain mixed with lust, and what I want to guess would be love. That can’t be though. I mean seriously he doesn’t know me.

  Not the real me.

  Only one person truly knows everything about me. Same goes for her. Vicky and I have been best friends since we were in school together. My parents made it possible for me to go to the same school as her, so she’d have someone close to her real family near her. The two of us have always been glued to each other. Never going anywhere without the other.

  When we both turned eighteen, we’d headed up here to be with my cousin Harlow. She’d just graduated nursing school and started working at the hospital here in the NICU. Papa had transferred money into my cousin's account to get Vicky and I set up with a place to live. He knew I needed to get her out of Louisiana and away from those sick parents of hers. Along with Parker the man she was supposed to marry.

  Sick part is, he was her uncle. Granted it was by name only. All the same the dickhead was fuckin’ his own sister.

  Nope don’t think about those sick people not when this gorgeous man is hovering over you.

  “If you wanted it to happen then why treat me the way you have been for months now. Better yet why didn’t you just ask me out like a normal person would,” I state, sarcastically.

  “Birdy
neither of us are normal. Nor will we ever be. Why do something the way the average Joe would when we can follow our own path. As for the way I’ve treated you, I decided I was done watching you try to make me jealous with all the fuckers trying to get in your pants. No one gets in here but me,” He says. With the last sentence Blaze glides his dick against my core.

  Damn that feels good.

  “Maybe I want normal,” I moan at the sensations running through me.

  “You don’t want normal Raven. You’d be bored and become reckless. If that happens then you’d become careless. That’s something you don’t need. You might not realize it baby, but I know you better than you think I do. Now that I know you’re the Dark Spirit, there’s nothing I don’t know about you. Your parents can be very chatty when they want to be. Oh, and I got the approval from your dad before I married you last night.”

  My mind is reeling from Blaze's confession. He . . . He . . . Oh God my papa’s permission. My papa knows about this.

  What the fuckin’ hell is going on here?

  4

  Blaze

  Seeing the conflict in Raven’s eyes was killing me. I knew she didn’t know I’d been keeping in contact with her folks. Her mother threatened to castrate her son and ol’ man if they interfered. I’d heard her say it too.

  “Don’t you dare stand in the way of what must be. I will castrate you both if you don’t let Blaze be with our girl. You both need to let her grow up because if you don’t leave her in Blaze’s hands, Raven’s path will shift. She will no longer be our daughter. Fate has been set. Blaze is the only one who will hold her when she goes to fly,” Ela said one night when she’d called me on FaceTime.

  Neither Fury nor Pit had said a word against her wishes. That was all the proof I really needed to know; it was okay to go after what I wanted.

  Before Raven has a chance to respond, I lean down and capture her lips with my own as I sink into her. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her with me, including knocking her up. Stupid I’m sure, but I’m not about to lose this woman. Not when I finally have some light back in my life.