Loving Raylynn

by C. R. Marcum

  Raylynn looked at his eye a bit closer and could almost see it swelling.

  “I’m gonna get you some ice for that eye, and Drake do you have any peroxide and maybe some band aids or gauze pads?” She asked standing.

  “Bathroom.” Drake replied.

  Raylynn came back from the kitchen with four ice packs. She handed each of the men one before taking off towards the bathroom. She returned a minute later with all the supplies she felt she would need. She looked to Paisley, who hadn’t dared move an inch since the guys came in.

  “Pais, I might need your help. Can you just text Aspen and let her know that we aren’t coming over tonight.” She asked as she approached the couch.

  “Um, ok, well where are we going to go then?”

  “We are staying here.” Raylynn replied before turning to face Drake. “If that’s okay with you?”

  “It’s fine. I’m going to bed anyway. Thanks for sittin here with Ty, and for cleaning up. I appreciate it.” Drake said as he stood.

  “No problem, keep the ice on your hands, otherwise you won’t be able to use them tomorrow.” She said before turning to Syn. She was concerned about the bleeding from his back.

  “What do you think you’re doin?” Syn asked before she could touch him.

  “I’m going to clean that cut on your eye, so shut up and let me.” She said reaching out to touch the gauze pad to his eye. His hand caught hers before she was able to get to his eye.

  The electricity between them was immediate. She felt his touch deep in her core. In that moment, all she wanted was to feel his hands on her body. To see him above her, and to feel him inside her. The thoughts hit so quickly that she let out an audible gasp. She looked in his eyes, and swore she could see lust in them, but he stood so quickly that she couldn’t be sure.

  “I don’t need your help; I can take care of myself.” He said turning his back on her.

  “Oh, really. Ok, so you can reach this.” She said as she poked the spot on his back that was the source of the bleeding.

  “Shit! What the fuck are you doing?” Syn yelled turning to face Raylynn.

  “Awe, did that hurt?” She asked with a grin.

  “Fuck, alright. You can clean that one up, but I got the rest. You can focus on gettin Jax taken care of. That eye needs help.” Syn said before turning his back to Raylynn and pulling his shirt over his head.

  She stood in awe for a moment, looking at the memorial tattoo that covered his entire back. There was an angel on one side, and a demon on the other. In the middle, was a portrait of a guy that resembled Jax. He had his hands pressed together in prayer, and a name and date was scrawled below it. Raylynn knew instantly that the man was their brother. She tenderly reached out and ran her fingertips across his back. She could feel his muscles tense under her touch. She only pulled back when she heard the squeal that came from somewhere behind her.

  “OH MY GOD! IS THAT A GUN?” Paisley squealed.

  “Calm down Girl Scout, he aint gonna shoot ya.” Jax said from the couch. He had leaned back and had the ice pack on his face.

  “Why does he have a gun? Guns are dangerous in case you didn’t know. People get accidentally shot all the time. I don’t understand why he even needs one. Only gang members and drug dealers carry guns.” Paisley rambled.

  The room got eerily quiet, and Jax and Lucas just looked at each other. Syn pulled the gun from his waistband and let the clip drop into his palm. He held both up for Paisley to see before sitting them on the table in front of him.

  “There, happy?” Syn asked Paisley.

  “I just, I don’t really understand why you have it, that’s all. I mean, are you guys like drug dealers or something?” She asked looking at each of them.

  “Pais, why don’t you help Ty to his room? He took his pill a while ago; he’s probably getting pretty tired. Right Ty?” Raylynn interrupted.

  “Yeah, I really am. Could you help me Pais?” Ty replied.

  “Sure I can. Come on.” Paisley said before standing to help Ty.

  “Thanks Pais.” Ty said as they walked slowly towards the hallway.

  Once they were safely out of the room, Raylynn reached back towards Syn’s back. “I actually think you need to lie down so I can clean this out. It’s kinda deep. It might need stitches.” She said looking at the gash in his back.

  “No stitches.” He said turning to face her. She noticed that he was almost looking over her shoulder. “We can go to my room so you can clean it, but then you gotta take care of his eye.” He said nodding to Jax.

  “Ok, it’s a deal. Now where is your room?” She asked.

  Syn picked up his gun and put it back in his waistband and started towards the hallway. She followed him wordlessly. Just watching the way he walked. There was confidence in his walk that she found sexy. She watched the way his muscles moved with every step. It was easier to see how big he really was without his shirt hiding everything.

  They came to a stop at the end of the hallway and Syn turned the handle to his door. When they stepped inside, Raylynn had to suppress a giggle. It was a typical guy’s room. It was a mess, and there were clothes and beer bottles everywhere. His bed was huge though and it took up most of the room. Syn flipped the lights on and shut his door.

  The feeling was there again. The electricity that flowed between them was hard to ignore. Raylynn wondered if he felt it too. She looked up at him and smiled.

  “You gonna just stand there or…” She asked.

  Syn shook his head and smiled. He turned his cap backwards and started towards his bed. He laid face down and waited. Raylynn approached his bed and took the opportunity to check out his body one more time. His jeans were riding low; she could see the rim of his boxers peaking out. His ass was perfect, and all she could think about was seeing if he was as big as she imagined.

  “You just gonna stand there or…” Syn threw her words back at her.

  “Sorry, just trying to figure out the best place to sit.”

  “I assume on the bed would be your best option.” He said with just enough sarcasm that Raylynn had to suppress the urge to poke him.

  “Yeah, no shit. I just meant which side smart ass.” She replied climbing on the bed to his right.

  She slowly went to work on the gash, and after ten minutes finally had it clean and dressed.

  “Don’t get into anymore fights for awhile, or you will need stitches.” She said as she climbed off the bed.

  “Thanks for the advice. Shut the light off when you leave.” Syn said without looking up.

  “Sure.” And with that, she left the room.

  She walked to the other end of the hall to check in on Pais and Ty and found them sleeping on his bed. She smiled to herself and closed the door before heading to the living room.

  Jax came walking out of the kitchen as Raylynn made her way into the living room. She smiled at him and shook her head.

  “Really? Beer and pop-tarts?” She asked.

  “What? I was starving; I didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”

  “Oh really, and why’s that?”

  “Cause, no chick has ever gone into that room and been out in ten minutes. I expected to have to fend for myself.” Jax said taking a bite of his pop-tart.

  “Wait, you thought I was gonna fuck Syn?”

  Jax almost choked on his food.

  “Seriously, that’s why you thought I went in there? He’s bleeding for fuck’s sake.” She said indignantly.

  “Shit, sorry my bad. I just know what I saw between you two.”

  “And what do you think you saw?”

  “I could practically see you getting wet touching him. You were all like ‘Oh Syn, You’re so big and muscular, and I want to feel you against me. Please, Oh please, take me now big boy’.” Jax said in his best girl voice.

  Raylynn stepped closer and poked Jax above his swollen eye. “Shut the fuck up before I mess up your other eye.” She said and laughed.

  “Oh, did I strike a ne
rve? You embarrassed now?”

  “No, I’m just wondering how you know what it looks like when a girl gets wet. I mean, I’m sure you’ve never achieved that task before.”

  “Really, I bet I could get you wetter than you’ve ever been.” Jax said stepping closer to her. His face only inches away from hers.

  “Yeah?” She whispered getting a bit closer.

  “Yeah.” Jax leaned even closer. Their lips only a breath apart.

  “Not gonna happen playboy. Now sit down so I can fix your face.” She said stepping back and pointing to the couch.

  “That was cold blooded.” Jax said shaking his head.

  Raylynn tenderly cleaned the cut above Jax’s eye and checked out his lip. The swelling was the worst part, the actual cut wasn’t bad. When she had finished with his face, she sat back to look at her handy work. Living in Chicago and running with the crowd she did, cleaning up fighting wounds was nothing new. Her old boyfriend tended to fight a lot. She hadn’t really thought about Tristan since she had moved, but in the moment, Jax reminded her of him. They were both funny, and cocky, and undeniably sexy.

  “Hey, could you check out my back? I got hit with a chair at some point.” Jax asked pulling Raylynn from her thoughts.

  “Yeah, sure. Take your shirt off and lay down.” She answered.

  “You tryin to get me naked? All you gotta do is ask.” Jax smiled.

  “Trust me, if I wanted to get you naked, I wouldn’t have to ask.”

  “That confident huh? What if I didn’t want you?”

  “The looks you give me tell me otherwise.” She said raising an eyebrow.

  “Oh yeah. What kind of looks do I give you?” He asked licking his bottom lip.

  “The, I want to fuck you looks. They are hard to mistake for anything else. Now take your shirt off and lay down.” She said moving to the table so he could lie down.

  “So bossy. I like it.” He said as he pulled his shirt over his head. The movement was slow and pulled her attention to the outlines of his muscular chest.

  Jax rolled to his stomach and Raylynn could see the bruise instantly. It stretched across his mid back from one side to the other. There were a few scratches as well, but nothing to be too concerned with. She moved to sit next to him and gently ran her fingers over the bruise. She could feel the familiar pull in her core. She needed to touch him, to feel his skin on hers. She had been alone for so long, and his scent was almost too much for her to bear. She let her fingers play across his back and down his spine. His muscles tensed under her touch and she could feel the need growing inside her. She pulled her fingers away and cleared her throat.

  “It’ll be fine; you’ll be sore, but nothing to worry about.” She said.

  Jax slowly turned over to his back and let his hand travel up her leg. His strong hand gripped her thigh before coming to rest on her hip. She could see the hunger in his eyes, and she was sure that he could see it in hers. He rose slightly and pulled Raylynn closer.

  Raylynn pushed him away. She didn’t know how she had found the strength to do so, but somehow she did. “Not gonna happen.” She said standing.

  “Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll leave you alone.” Jax said as he propped himself up on his elbow to look at her.

  Raylynn ran the through the consequences in her head, she wanted to say no, but she couldn’t get her mouth to make the sounds. She stood with her back to Jax and shook her head no.

  “Fuck it.” She said as she turned and walked towards him. She placed her hands flat on his chest and pushed him back down. She smiled a small smile and climbed on top of him. Straddling him she could feel his impressive bulge pressing against her most sensitive place. Jax ran his hands up her thighs and gripped her hips. He pressed her downward as he lifted his hips so she could feel every bit of him. She bit her lip and closed her eyes letting herself feel him. She ran her fingers down his chest and lowered herself down against it. She let her lips brush against his with the lightest of touches. She heard the need in the small growl that escaped his lips. She smiled and pressed her lips to his.

  7.

  Raylynn gave herself fully to the kiss. She felt Jax’s lips part. She parted her own and let her tongue dance against his. The kiss started slow and gentle, but turned more urgent quickly. The feeling was getting stronger in her body; she wanted to feel his skin against hers. She wanted to let him feel how much she wanted him. She wanted him to need her just as badly. Jax slipped his hands around to her ass and gave it a firm squeeze. He groaned into her mouth as she ground her hips downward. She knew he wanted her. She could feel how hard he was now. His need more apparent than her own. Jax let one hand slip a little further down and found her center. She groaned when his finger found her most sensitive spot. In that moment she wished she didn’t have jeans in the way. She was wetter than she had ever been. She needed Jax inside her. She felt his hands travel upwards, his fingers tracing her spine before finding her bra clasp. He had just started to undo it when Raylynn pulled away from the kiss. Both of them breathless and both wanting more.

  “Why are we stopping?” Jax asked with his hands resting on her ass.

  “Because, I say we are.” She answered placing one last kiss on his lips before climbing off of him.

  “You seriously gonna leave me like this huh?” Jax asked grabbing his obvious erection.

  “Yeah, I am. And stop grabbing it or I’m gonna poke you.” She answered back smiling.

  “I thought I’d be doin the pokin, but I guess I was wrong.” He said with a sigh.

  “You think you’re cute huh?”

  “I have been told that I am.”

  “Awe, your mommy thinks you’re cute. That’s so sweet.” She shot back.

  She instantly saw the look on his face change. “Yeah, I’d prefer if you didn’t mention her.” He said.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was a touchy subject for you.”

  “Yeah, we don’t talk about it much.” Jax said laying back down.

  Raylynn felt herself moving towards him again. She laid herself down next to him and he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

  “What happened? You can tell me, I won’t judge trust me. I’ve got my own mommy issues.” She said as she laid her head on his chest.

  “Fine, but keep it between us okay. I’m not sure that the rest of the guys would be okay with me telling you all this.” He said cocking his head to the side so he could see her face.

  She lifted her head slightly and placed a gentle kiss on his lips and smiled.

  “I promise.”

  “Okay, so you saw the tattoo that Syn has on his back. Well that’s our brother, Josh. He and Drake were best friends. They had literally known each other since birth. Anyway, our mom and dad were close with Drake’s parents. Well, our pops anyway. See they were bangers and they did some shady shit together, sold drugs and so on. Well, by the time Josh and Drake were sixteen, they were doing just as much shit as pops.” Jax said, gently running his fingers through Raylynn’s hair as he spoke.

  “Well, they had made a few enemies along the way of course, and pops and Mavrik had their own. Drake and Josh were doing a drop for Mavrik and a few of those enemies found out where it was. They showed up and there was a fight. Drake and Josh held their own though, until one of the smaller guys pulled his gun. He shot my brother in the back and ran. The rest of ‘em ran too. Drake stayed behind and basically held Josh until he died. He was still holding him when the police showed up. Drake did two years in juvie for the drugs, but the police never found the guy who shot Josh. Anyway, Jaysyn and I were young, and our mom couldn’t deal. She started to pull away from us. We were already fighting a lot and getting into trouble. We were staying with pops and Mavrik a lot. I guess she didn’t want to see us go down the same path as Josh did, so she left when I was twelve. Jaysyn, sorry, Syn was thirteen. Pops turned to the bottle pretty quick after she split. We started staying here with Ty and Mavrik. Pops was always at the bar. That’s when Luca
s started hanging around. He and Syn were friends.” Raylynn snuggled in closer and continued to listen without saying anything.

  “Well, we were here when the call came in. Pops had been beaten pretty bad and was in the hospital. So, Mavrik went up there and found out that it was the same crew that shot Josh. He was pissed and promised my dad that they would handle it. So, they waited until Drake got out and they knew that we would all be taken care of. They put a bunch of money back for all of us, cause they had no intention of comin back. I guess they told Drake to take care of us and Pops even signed papers saying that we were under Drake’s care.”

  “They knew that after what had happened with Josh that Drake would take care of us. Anyway, after they were sure that everything was in place, they went after the crew that killed our brother. They ended up killing all of them. They went down and turned themselves in right after. So, needless to say, they are both in prison serving three consecutive life sentences each. We go see them every couple months, and make sure they have cash in their commissary. Mom found out of course, but still didn’t come home. So, we don’t even acknowledge that she’s alive. Fuck her.”

  Raylynn let her fingers trace the lines on his chest and listened to his life story. She thought of her own life as she listened, and realized in that moment that she was not unlike Jax in many ways. She was attracted to him because they were equals. Neither of them had lived easy lives.

  “So, we have been here ever since. Honestly, this is home. Drake took us under his wing. Ya know, he had already lost one brother, and he refused to lose another. So, that’s our story. We are brothers, all of us, and we won’t let anyone or anything come between us. I would kill for any of them, and they would do the same for me. That’s why we did what we did tonight. Ty didn’t deserve the beating he got. He’s a good kid. Drake won’t let him live the same life we all have. He won’t allow him to go down that path. He was the same with us at first, but once the money started running low, Drake started slinging again. We knew what he was doin, he tried to hide it, but we knew. He made sure we finished high school though. We would go to school, come home, and go to work. Fuck, some of our best customers were friends from school. Anyway, Drake used a lot of the money our dad’s left us and opened the garage. He was always good with cars, and he taught us too. So, we all work there, and sling out the back. We are careful though, none of us want to end up like pops, but if it came down to it, we would all take the fall before we let one another do a bid.” Jax finished and pulled Raylynn close.