Finding the Light (Whitsborough Chronicles Book 3)

by C. A. Rene

  We get to Hummy and Vin opens my door. Chivalrous motherfucker. I get in and toss my robe and hat to the backseat. I decided to dress in all black today for this very reason. My black skinny jeans-ripped at the knees-paired with a black lace tank and thigh high boots. All black, signature Ember killing clothes.

  “So, we’re just talking to him, right?” Vin says as he gets in the vehicle. I watch as his green eyes roam over my body and I feel my skin start to heat.

  “Let’s see how it goes.” I shrug.

  “Em,” he implores, “these aren’t my blood splatter clothes.” I take in what he has on and my bottom lip sucks into my mouth. He has on a pair of khaki slacks and a black dress top, rolled to his elbows. His top few buttons are undone to showcase his hard upper chest. Then, of course, in Vin style, he has on a pair of tanned Timberland boots.

  “Vin,” I widen my eyes at him, “move this vehicle before I make you bleed on your clothes, then fuck you like I hate you.”

  “Baby girl,” he chuckles, “was that meant to be a threat?” He grabs at his growing erection and I grin. He’s always loved my dark side.

  “Can we get this over with?” I ask, “I promise to let you fuck me in the ass later.”

  “Fine.” He huffs and pulls out of the school parking lot.

  These past nine months have been quiet, quiet for me anyways. Yes, I have fought in the cage a few times, but not to the death since the incident with the knife. Carm says he has it on good authority, that Wade set that up. So, I’ve already set a plan into motion to deal with that. I’ve continued to teach my MMA classes each Sunday and really enjoy looking like a normal, law abiding citizen. Looking being the operative word.

  I am still the Head for Toronto and I have been commissioned three times in the last nine months to make people disappear. A rogue gangbanger that was selling meth to kids, a peeping Tom that upped his game to raping single women, and finally, a woman luring teenage girls into a black market sex ring. Now, it is time to turn my sights back to Whitsborough and I decided to make tonight the beginning.

  I’ve been doing my research between tutoring my brother, keeping an eye on Travis, fulfilling my commissions and teaching classes. I need to start peeling back the glossy finish on Whitsborough and dig out the rot underneath. I have everything in place for tonight, just how I planned. Nothing can go wrong.

  Vin pulls onto the street and we slowly pass all the single level bungalows with tire swings or children’s bikes on the front lawn. Middle class income homes, still richer than what I was ever used to. We stop outside of number two eighty-four and see his car in the drive. A few lights are on but mostly it looks quiet.

  “The wife and kids?” Vin asks.

  “They won an all expenses paid trip to Disneyland. One adult, two kids.” I snort.

  “Good.” He nods with a grin, “let’s get this shit done. I want to get shitfaced tonight.”

  We get out of the Hummer and walk up the path to the front door hand in hand. Looking like a well dressed couple here for a visit, nothing out of the ordinary. I even ring the fucking doorbell and wait for the slow piece of shit to open his door. The door opens and we are greeted by a friendly looking man in his early to mid forties. His temples are beginning to gray, giving him that George Clooney look.

  “Yes?” He looks between Vin and I curiously.

  “Andrew Cox?” I say in my sweet as sugar voice. “We finally meet, my name is Ember, I answered your ad for the live in nanny?”

  “Right.” He smiles and then looks at Vin.

  “He drove me here and would like to be present for the interview. Safety and all.” I flutter my eyelashes like an innocent young lady coming for a first job interview.

  “Sure.” He shrugs and opens his door wider to let us in. Big mistake, asshole.

  We stand in his foyer as he shuts the door. He gives me a slow perusal and I feel Vin tense up beside me. He may just want to make him bleed after all. Fuck the clothes.

  He leads us to his dining table and offers us drinks. I decline and Vin just doesn’t reply. He’s feeling testy about the old man’s pervy looks.

  “I would be looking to have someone start right away…”

  “That’s nice,” I cut him off. “But I’m not here for the fucking interview, my name is Ember Craven.”

  “Craven?” His eyes widen. “Related to Jack Craven?”

  “Grandfather.” Vin answers and a slow smile hits his sexy mouth making his dimple pop.

  “What are you doing here?” He asks me, fear in his eyes. Interesting.

  “We’re here to tell you that you’re resigning from your principal position, effective immediately.” I state.

  “That’s not happening,” he shakes his head. “It’s this household’s only source of income.”

  “The test has determined… that was a lie.” I say in my best Maury Povich voice.

  Vin snorts from behind me and I grin. At least one person is enjoying my humor tonight.

  “Listen,” I lean forward placing my elbows on the table, “we know about your preferences.”

  “Preferences?” His eyes widen, if they widen anymore, they’re going to pop right out of his head. Something I wouldn’t mind watching.

  “Yes, you know, darker urges.” I wave my hand in the air, “here, I’ll give you an example. Take me for instance, I like blood, especially when it’s pouring out of someone’s dying body. What I like even more, is when I’ve inflicted the wounds myself. Usually with this.” I pull out my knife from my boot and point it towards him.

  Yep, his eyes are going to pop right out of his skull.

  “Nothing? Okay, how about this? Robert Greene had a similar look in his eyes right before I made him open his wrists. Or wait!” I press the tip of the knife to my bottom lip, “Coach Halbert lost a certain appendage due to this knife.” I grin then lick the blade. “Mmm mm.”

  “You’re the Black Slaughter.” He shudders.

  “Oh!” I slap my hand on the table, making him jump. “I like that!”

  “Fuck, they’ve given her a name.” Vin mutters behind me.

  “Who calls me this?” I ask Andrew.

  “Others in this… group.” He looks back and forth between Vin and I, “we knew someone was slowly killing us.”

  “Probably helps that Moore is your bestie, huh?” I smile at him, showing all my sharp white teeth.

  “He has let us know about a few details, yes.” He nods. “I will do anything, you want me to quit? Done. You want me to stop my other activities? Done. Just don’t hurt me, I have a family.”

  “Probably would be better off without you, considering you like watching kids their ages.” Vin says, his voice rough and dark. Sexy as fuck.

  “No,” he shakes his head. “I don’t hurt my kids.”

  I get up and stand next to him, his trembling increases and he’s a shaking mess.

  “Let’s take a finger,” I say to Vin as I bite down on my bottom lip. “Just one.”

  “Em.” Vin warns.

  “Listen,” Andrew clasps his hands in his lap. “Give me a chance to change.”

  “Fine,” I twirl around and go to stand by Vin, “but only because you weren’t harming the children at your school. But watching and distributing naked kids in videos is just as bad. You will resign and you will cease that activity. If you don’t, I will know and fuck me Andrew, I really want to come back here and finish this. So, please fuck up.”

  “You won’t be back.” He shakes his head, “I promise.”

  “He won’t stop.” Vin states as we’re walking back to the Hummer.

  “I’m counting on it.” I grin.

  The bar is filled to the fucking tits tonight. Packed with the graduating class of Precious Blood Academy, year 2020. The music is a deep thrum of hip hop and the alcohol looks to be flowing smoothly.

  “If another motherfucker checks out your legs, I’m going postal.” Vin growls and pulls
me back into his chest.

  I am showcasing them tonight in a pair of short leather shorts and strappy heels. My top is a white lace and showing off my tan spectacularly. I straightened my hair and pulled it up into a high ponytail. Vin has on a black sleeveless top and a dark blue pair of baggy jeans. He tied a black bandana around his head and his permanent scruff on his cheeks make him look dark and scary. Just my type.

  “Ember!” Adri slams into me, her arms wrapping around both Vin and I. “Everyone is here, including the dogs.”

  That’s what she began calling Marlana and her crew at the beginning of the school year.

  “Oh yeah?” I smile.

  “Yep.” She nods her head drunkenly, “Shay said hi, though.”

  Shay.

  She was another one I would have to deal with soon. She’s been carrying around a dark secret and it’ll soon be her time to spill. But I’m not thinking about that tonight, tonight I’m having fun.

  “Come to our table!” She grabs my hand, “Travis has the beer on refill all night.”

  Vin and I follow her to a table near the front. The karaoke stage is empty tonight and a few girls from school are up there trying to look sexy as they sloppily dance around.

  Looks like the guys pushed together a few tables so we could all sit together and they are easily the loudest in here.

  “Sister!” Emmett yells and jumps up out of his chair, knocking it to the floor. “Let’s get fucked!”

  “Done and done.” Vin says and laughs.

  “Gross.” Emmett’s face screws up, “we’re already so far ahead of you two. What took so long?”

  “Business.” I say with a nod.

  “Ember!” Charles whistles and hands Vin and I a beer. “You are fucking smoking!”

  “Watch it, Chuck.” Vin warns.

  “What have I missed?” Travis says as he comes up behind us.

  “You just getting here?” I ask him.

  “Yeah, I went to see Sharla.” Travis has been spending a lot of time with Sharla since she was the first one he saw when he came out of his coma. Their closeness is something he needed, a true mother figure. “She says you need to mow the lawn tomorrow.” He claps Vin on the back.

  “Great.” Vin moans.

  A few hours later and multiple shot of tequila-thanks Adri, I am feeling fucking fine. Adri jumps up and runs over to the DJ.

  “What is she planning?” Travis asks while checking out her bent over ass.

  “Some type of debauchery.” I shrug.

  Brra, ta, ta, tat…

  Nicki Minaj’s Megatron fills the bar’s interior.

  “Come on, bitch!” Adri screams and grabs my hand, “it’s our turn on stage.”

  “Fuck yes!” I yell and jump to my feet.

  Before Vin or Travis can grab us, we jump up on the stage and begin to wine on each other. The guys start cheering and Vin looks murderous. Both Adri and I tip our heads back and laugh.

  I will hold all these good memories close to my heart because I know things are going to get dark and murky soon. I’m going to get dark soon and after everything I have done and everything I am about to do, the road to redemption seems long and endless.

  Epilogue

  “You know the rules,” Travis growls at Adri as he pins her to the wall with his hand around her throat, “nobody is allowed to see this ass but Emmett and I.”

  Adri’s eyes roll to the back of her head and her tongue licks at her bottom lip in arousal. Fuck, I’m aroused too. I love when Travis becomes all possessive and rough, so does Adri.

  “You can’t tell me what to do, Travis.” She pants. “If I want to shake my ass on stage, I will.”

  “Wrong answer.” He growls and throws her over his shoulder.

  Adri screams and giggles when she’s suddenly thrown on top of the mattress beside me.

  “Emmett,” Travis says, “let’s teach our girl a lesson.”

  I flip her over and prop her ass in the air, in perfect view for Travis, then I flip her skirt up and around her waist. Her thong is soaked through and both Travis and I groan with approval.

  “Take that off.” He orders, pointing at the thong.

  “Yes, sir.” I grin and pull it down to her knees.

  Adri moans and the scent of her arousal makes me breathe deep. I can never get enough of her. I watch as Travis tears off his shirt and the muscles in his abdomen crunch as he bends to take off his pants. I get caught up in watching him and Adri begins to wiggle.

  “Stop that.” I slap her ass.

  She moans again and Travis looks at me with a wink. “I don’t think she’s learning anything.”

  “Nothing.” I agree.

  Travis reaches out with both hands and grabs her ass cheeks then he spreads them open. We both take in a good eyeful of her juices and groan. Travis lets go, lowers his boxers, and I watch as his thick cock springs out. I wrap my hand around him and begin to pump slowly. He reaches out and gives Adri a good spank on her ass. She whimpers and then wiggles looking for more. Insatiable.

  I lean forward and lick him from tip to base. Travis moans and lays another smack to Adri’s ass. This time she squeals and then moans into the bed. The noises drive me on and I suck him in to the back of my throat.

  “Fuck.” He groans and I see Adri trying to watch from my peripheral.

  Travis slaps her ass again, “keep your head down.” He orders.

  She growls in response and he slaps her again. Her ass is starting to turn a nice red and her juices are starting to leak down her thigh.

  “I think I’m done teaching her a lesson.” I mumble and turn my attention on to her glistening pussy.

  “Weak.” Travis snickers and I really don’t give a shit, for this pussy I am completely weak.

  I smother my face into her folds and listen to her mewls of pleasure. When I fasten my lips around her clit and suck, she screams my name. Travis gives her another whack on the ass and tells her to shush. I begin to laugh with my tongue shoved as far as it can go inside her.

  When I come up for air, Travis pulls Adri up and frees her from the rest of her clothing. Then he lays on the bed and pulls her on top of him and as I remove my clothing, I watch as she slowly sinks down on him.

  My cock is throbbing painfully in my pants and I know I need to get inside her.

  “Hurry Emmett,” she pants as she’s grinding over Travis, “I don’t want to wait any longer.”

  I open up the bedside table and pull out our bottle of lube. I smear it over my cock and then all over her rear hole. Adri drops forward with her hands on Travis’ chest, giving me easier access. I line myself up and slowly sink into her tight asshole, feeling Travis through the thin membrane. The three of us moan in unison and Travis and I pick up our usual rhythm. One in, the other out. He’s the first to detonate, so I lift her off him quickly and pull out of her asshole. Then I quickly ram into her pussy just so I can feel him and her together. It’s one of my favourite things. The sounds of both their cum mixed and sucking around my cock, infiltrates our room. Suddenly, I feel Travis’ fingers at my ass and he inserts two inside me quick and rough. Within seconds, I’m coming as stars dance along my vision.

  Sex with the three of us is always like this. Downright filthy and raw. Travis fills the bath and I pick up a languid Adri.

  “Don’t let me drown.” She murmurs already half asleep.

  “You got it.” I chuckle and kiss her forehead.

  “I was so fucked last night,” Travis moans from the counter as he pours his coffee.

  “I got fucked last night.” Ember smirks.

  “Yeah, you did.” Vin nods.

  “I was double fucked last night.” Adri mutters as she sips her coffee.

  Ember gets this far off look in her eyes and I narrow my gaze on her, “don’t imagine it.” She shrugs at me, “don’t imagine it!” I yell at her.

  “What?” She throws her hands up, “I remove your he
ads when I do.”

  “It’s still weird.” I tell her.

  “Actually,” she waves between me and Travis, “you both just morph into Vin. Then I have two of him.”

  “You couldn’t handle two of my dicks.” Vin chuckles.

  “That’s true,” her eyes widen in fear. “I’d die, death by double massive dicks.”

  Adri chokes and laughs on her coffee while Travis and I laugh along.

  "Looks like Gerald is giving me a year to sort out what I want to do with my father's company." Travis tells us, "it'll give us time to really investigate what he was into."

  "That's good news." Ember nods, "we need the extra time."

  “Your mom is pulling up the driveway.” Ember says to Vin.

  “What? Really?” He gets up and starts for the front door.

  I hear her come in and follow Vin back into the kitchen. Sharla looks very professional today in a black pinstripe pants suit and her hair coiffed to the side.

  “Hey kiddos.” She smiles as she comes into the kitchen.

  Travis comes around and gives her a hug and kisses her cheek, “hey Ma.”

  She pats his cheek and smiles, “hi baby boy. I’m here because I had a lengthy conversation with Travis last week and I remembered something that may be of importance.”

  “What’s up?” Ember asks her.

  “Debra and Scott started renting out your grandparents home about fifteen years ago.”

  “Yeah, I know. I met the people.” Ember nods.

  “Your grandparents had a lot of junk in that house that Deb just didn’t want to go through. So they packed it up and put it in storage.”

  “Yeah,” Ember continues to nod, “I pay the bill each month.”

  “Your mother’s stuff is in there from when she ran away abruptly. She had journals and pictures.” Her eyes widen on Ember. “I think you may find a lot of answers in there.”

  "I didn’t think of that.” Ember looks shocked. “Thank you, Sharla.”

  “No problem, you kids need to bathe, you smell and look like a brewery.” She shakes her head and leaves the house.