Semua Bab Don't Mess With The Rock Chicks: Bab 91 - Bab 100

“This is your place?” Raven was not sure what he expected, but the warehouse where he had tracked the car to previously was both appropriate and unexpected. Where would a punk rock chick live after all? He could not imagine her in a neat and tidy suburban house with a manicured lawn, nor in a tight, barren apartment like his. Both Vixen and Shadow laughed as she activated the garage door and drove them down into the bowels of the building. “Holy shit,” Raven breathed as the lights came on. There had to be over fifty cars, in various states around this level. He could see a spray-booth in a corner, and stacked toolboxes, all sorts of equipment for washing and detailing, even a little office tucked away with glass windows. “It is a chop shop.” “No, we are legit,” Vixen parked the Ferrari next to another that was half red-half black with a sexy fade in between. He saw the customised yellow 4WD drive a few cars down. “We customise cars. The band, that is, in between gigs and rehearsals

Shadow lowered himself over Vixen, finding her face in amongst the wig hair and kissing her cheek and mouth. Raven could not hear what he breathed into her ear, but the tone held love. Raven’s chest ached. He had never truly believed in love, he realised. Never thought a person could feel that deeply, be so selfless as to care that much for another. He had never experienced it, and never seen it. Not really. Shadow loved Vixen, and Vixen loved Shadow, with that depth and selflessness, and Raven wanted to experience what they had, but he was not sure that he knew how to. Perhaps love was something other people could feel, he thought watching as Shadow eased off of Vixen. Perhaps Vixen was right, and he was a broken boy toy. She rolled onto her back and removed the vibrator. Shadow took it into the open bathroom and dropped it into the sink. From the clatter, the other toys were in there. Vixen rolled to her feet and recovered the little black camisole and shorts, pulling them back on

Shadow was right. As he had followed up the cases from the missed calls, Raven’s mind began to dwell on everything from the night before and pull it apart, turn it around, make it sordid. “I am not a f-king girl,” he told himself sternly. “I am not being taken advantage of by some f-ked up high school golden boys. I am making decisions as a consenting adult, doing nothing illegal, and have nothing to be ashamed of.” He did not listen to himself, and by the time Shadow called to say that band practise was done, Raven had worked himself into a dark place. He would f-king take them to Vice and Victor’s, he decided, and then he was out and done. He had gone too far down that f-king rabbit hole, he needed to get out now, before he started f-king rabbits or blowing smoke rings with stoned caterpillars. Vice and Victor were his best friends, but f-k, this was going too far for the sakes of friendship. He needed to do this one last thing, tell them he was done, and then find a pretty, whol

Vice and Victor were waiting at the front door as the Ferrari parked, looking, Raven thought, their intimidating best. He did not doubt that it was deliberate. They wanted to frighten Vixen, before taking her in to meet Mirage.“They are better looking in person,” Shadow observed. “If that is possible. It must be torture to be friends with them. They say, let’s go for a swim, and you get an instant hard on.” He grinned at Raven as he slid the chair back to let him out.“Yeah, it has happened,” Raven confessed, and could not believe he had done so as it was something that he had barely been able to acknowledge to himself.“Maybe they will go swimming today,” Shadow added hopefully and went around the car to open the door for Vixen.Raven walked over to Vice and Victor. “Hey.”“Raven,” Vice nodded. Normally he would kiss Raven on both cheeks and grab him by the shoulders in Vice’s version of a male embrace, but today he was not willing to show any softness. All three men turned to watch

“Alright,” Vixen had removed the band t-shirt and wore a black studded bra. Her feet were bare. She jerked her head towards the bedroom. Shadow was already moving across the room. “Strip and get into position.”She did not follow them in, going instead to the fridge.Shadow pulled off his clothing in the walk-in-robe.“Position?” Raven copied him. The playroom door was open, offering a tantalising glimpse within.“Kneeling.” Shadow had stripped to the skin. “Hurry up man.”He kneeled to one side of the door, and Raven knelt beside him. “This feels weird,” Raven murmured.“You’ll get used to it.”“Why are you guys so sure I’m a sub?”“I guess we’ll find out for sure tonight, but…” Shadow trailed off as Vixen closed the bedroom door. She closed the door to the walk-in-robe behind her.Raven felt his skin crawl. There was something about the gradual closing off the rooms that heightened his awareness of the contraptions in the playroom. As Vixen closed the playroom door, he flinched. He