Chapter 3

Raymond had it planned in his head. Actually, he didn't. He was use to having aggressive and spontaneous sex. That's the way he had it with his girls. The way he enjoyed werewolf's liked it but since he wasn't sure how she would like it, he would go slow then build up the pace.

So the plan was, kiss her first. Make her long for it, then fuck the hell out of her. As he pushed open the door and held her by the shoulders, she was a little shorter, so he bent to her height and he planned to smoulder her with kisses, he heard the door bell. 

"Are you expecting someone?" he asked.

"No," Ivy replied. "Who could it be?"

She walked over to the door and opened it, revealing Raymond's brother Rafe standing on the other side. Raymond let out a sigh and tried to hide his frustration. He was just about to lean in when the doorbell rang, interrupting the moment. He stepped back and looked at Ivy, disappointment written all over his face. 

"Rafe!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

Rafe explained that he hadn't seen Ivy since yesterday and stopped to say hi. He was surprised to see Raymond there. He asked if Ivy was ready for a walk that evening, but Raymond cut him off. 

"We can talk about that later," he said. "Right now, Ivy and I were about to..." he trailed off, not wanting to finish his sentence in front of his brother.

Rafe looked at his brother and smiled. He knew his brother and knew what Raymond was capable of. He gave Ivy a smile and sat on the couch.

Raymond sighed once more. He looked more disappointed that their moment had been interrupted, but he was thankful that his brother had shown up when he did. He might have made the worst mistake of his being here. With that, he waved goodbye to Ivy and walked out.

Ivy looked over the couch and found Rafe. He had switched positions. This time he laid on the couch. He was on his phone. Watching a video or something. She took a deeper look at him. 

Ivy's heart raced. His body was so inviting, she couldn't help but stare longer. The way his toned muscles glistened in the light made her mouth water. She slowly walked over and ran her hands along his body, exploring every inch of him.

Rafe's eyes opened, and he looked up at Ivy with a passionate expression. Without saying a word, he pulled her close and kissed her. His lips were so warm and inviting, she felt like she was melting into him. 

His hands moved along her body, caressing her curves. She felt an electric current run through her as his fingers moved lower and lower. His touch was driving her wild, and she was eager to feel more of him. 

Rafe's hand moved beneath her dress and his fingers found her most sensitive spot. She gasped as he gently massaged her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. His kisses moved lower, and soon his tongue was tracing a path of fire down her body. 

Ivy felt really awful imagining all thses.

Was it her lack of sex that made her look at every guy as a sexual attraction?

But to be honest, Rafe was sexy and so was Raymond. They both looked intense. They must have come from a sexy family. 

"Damn" She shook her head, trying to push out those horny thoughts.

She caught Rafe looking at her. She smiled and walked to the kitchen.

As she attended to the groceries, she made a mental note to get herself a vibrator and some lubricants. That would ease her stress off. 

After the meal and a little grooming, Ivy decided to take a stroll with Rafe. He earlier suggested they take a walk then he would show her his home, Incase she ever wanted to come over.. 

Rafe led the way to the driveway of his family house, and he and Ivy stepped on the porch. Rafe's family was already outside waiting for them, and Ivy could feel her heart racing. Rafe's mom and dad were standing next to each other, smiling warmly, and his four younger brothers were huddled together, looking at Ivy curiously. His younger sister was standing a few steps away, a bit shy.

Ivy took a deep breath and walked up to Rafe's family. His mom and dad welcomed her with open arms, and Rafe's brothers ran up and gave her a hug. Rafe's sister smiled shyly, but shyly shook Ivy's hand. 

Rafe's mom invited them inside, and they all filed into the house, laughing and talking. Ivy was overwhelmed by all the noise, but she couldn't help but smile. This was her first time meeting Rafe's family, and she already felt like part of the family. 

Rafe took Ivy on a tour of the house, showing her all the rooms and introducing her to his family's pets. He also showed her the backyard and the garden, which his mom and dad had been working on for years. 

At the end of the tour, Rafe and Ivy sat down in the living room with his family, and Rafe's mom brought out some snacks and drinks. They talked and laughed for hours, and Ivy felt more and more at home. 

When it was time to leave, Rafe's mom and dad gave Ivy a big hug, and Rafe's brothers and sister gave her high fives. As they drove away, Ivy couldn't help but smile. She had just had an amazing time with Rafe's family, and she loved it.

Rafe walked her home. He stopped at the entrance of her apartment. It was late so he was about leaving. Ivy stopped him halfway. She grabbed his arm, turned him around and hugged him.

Rafe was surprised for a second or so. He hadn't expected this, he tried to hide it and instead hug her back too. Her hug got tighter while he simply gave her a light pat on her back. Soon, the embrace broke off. Ivy stepped back, waved and closed the door. 

Rafe got home and went into his room. He was having what was equivalent to a butterfly in his stomach when Raymond barged in.

Raymond stood in front of Rafe, knowing that what he was about to ask of him was selfish. He had to try though.

"Rafe, I know this is a lot to ask, but I need your help," Raymond said, his voice quiet and hesitant. "I know you met her first but I want to have sex with Ivy. I promise it won't be as painful for her, and I can make sure she dies with dignity."

Rafe looked at Raymond incredulously. Had he really just asked him to let him have sex with Ivy? Rafe shook his head, unable to believe what Raymond was asking of him.

He knew his brother. Raymond would charm girls into liking him. He would make them have sex with him, sometimes without consent and then he would kill them. He called it his 'fetish'.

He usually didn't care but this tume, It was bullshit. Especially because it involved a woman he was beginning to like. 

"Raymond, I can't let you do this," Rafe said firmly. "Ivy' seems like a nice person and I want to be friends with her. I'm sorry." He moved on his other side.

"Remember how you did that fetish thing with Jennifer. She was my best friend but I respected you, respect me too bro."  

Raymond nodded, understanding Rafe's decision. He knew that he had gone too far with his request, and he felt guilty for even asking. He knew that Rafe was right.

"I understand," Raymond said, his voice soft and regretful. He turned and walked away, feeling ashamed of himself for even asking such a thing. He knew that there was nothing he could do, and the guilt he felt was overwhelming. 

As Raymond walked away, he vowed to never again ask Rafe for something so selfish.

No, he wouldn't ask.

He would take her.

He walked out the door to his room, grabbed his jacket and was headed to her room.