Page 6 of Untamed Monster

Fuck.

“Your phone is going off,” Rain managed between heaving breaths. They were a sticky mess beneath me, sweat glistening on their skin while their cum quickly dried on their belly. Blood stained their lips and chin from where I’d bitten them.

They’d never looked so fucking pretty. Christ. I really liked seeing my little raindrop all fucked out and messy.

“I know,” I grunted. Reluctantly, I pulled out of Rain’s tight body, and I ignored my phone for a moment longer so I could enjoy the sight of my cum trickling out of their abandoned hole. Rain squirmed, a flush staining their cheeks.

“Remind me to put a plug in you next time,” I rasped, my heart still racing. My breathing was thankfully calming down though. I tugged my phone from my pocket so I could answer Pops’s call. “I don’t like seeing my cum wasted, raindrop.”

They stayed silent as I flipped the stupid fucking phone open and lifted it to my ear. I eyed Rain approvingly. Smart. Last thing I needed was Pops hearing them in the background.

“Yeah,” I grunted.

“Don’t you fucking yeah me,” Pops snarled. I could hear Dad trying to soothe him in the background, but the way he’d spoken told me there would be no chilling him out anytime soon. I knew without a shred of doubt that he was somehow all too aware of my infatuation with Rain.

Pops rarely got angry, but when he did, it was always because there was something going on that he deemed a threat to the family—more specifically, to Dad and our youngest brother, Sabbath.

Shit.

“I was in the middle of something,” I told him. Rain frowned and sat up, pulling their knees up to their chest and wrapping their arms around them in an attempt to seem smaller.

I didn’t fucking like it. Rain was larger than life. Hell, they’d stalked a serial killer, for fuck’s sake.

Fuck Pops for ruining my first time with them and making them feel… insecure.

“Oh, trust me, Vargas, I’m fucking aware.” I sighed in exasperation. Seriously, he should be used to this shit by now. Onyx had literally broken the rules first by breaking into his now-husband’s cabin on state property and watching him sleep, then refused to leave his side. Wraith and Ike had kidnapped their fiancé from the woods when his then-captor wanted to play some sick, twisted game.

How was what I was doing any damn different? Hell, if anyone were to ask me, I’d say it was even healthier because Rain and I had been stalking each other. Didn’t get much healthier than that in this fucked up family.

“Might as well let me finish if you know,” I drawled.

“You’re really testing your fucking luck tonight,” Pops warned me, his voice a mere growl. “Get your dick back in your pants and get home. And bring your little toy with you. I’ll decide what to do with him.”

Anger pulsed through me, and something possessive and obsessive slid through my veins. “Them,” I snapped. “Get their pronouns right.” Rain’s eyes widened and then softened in a way that made me want to protect them with every fiber of my being. “And you’ll touch them over my dead fucking body,” I snarled. “They’re mine.”

“Did I say I was killing them, Vargas?” Pops snapped, thankfully getting Rain’s pronouns right this time. Having Rain disrespected made me… volatile. “I said I’ll decide what to do with them. Nothing more. Nothing fucking less. Now get your ass home so we can do fucking damage control.”

He ended the call before I could say another word. My fingers tightened around the phone, and my muscles bunched as I restrained myself from throwing the fucking device at the wall. Every part of me wanted to take Rain away from here and hide them from my family. But Pops had connections everywhere. There wasn’t a place I could go with Rain that he wouldn’t find us.

And when he did find us, the consequences would be… dire.

“Vargas?” Rain softly called. I dragged my eyes to them. “What’s going on?”

I gritted my teeth. “Pops found out,” I muttered. “And he’s demanding your presence at home. It won’t be pleasant, raindrop. Pops is…” I trailed off, not really knowing how to describe my father. “He’s a psychopath, like me and my brothers. But he doesn’t hide his darkness as well as he’s taught the rest of us to do.”

“He wants to get rid of me, doesn’t he?”

I leaned in, pressing a hand on the mattress at either side of their hips. They sucked in a sharp breath, their pretty eyes widening at my proximity. “He’ll touch you over my dead fucking body,” I swore. “You’re mine, Rain.”

Tentatively, like all their bravado from earlier was gone, they reached up to cup my cheek. I stayed still, letting them touch me. And fuck, I loved how their soft fingertips trailed over my cheek, traced the shape of my nose, and outlined my lips.

Finally, Rain whispered, “You know my pronouns.”

I nodded. “What kind of stalker would I be if I didn’t?”

They laughed softly. “Most people don’t even care to know. I didn’t expect you to know them, much less use them.” A soft smile tilted their lips, and I wanted to keep that smile there forever, but only aimed at me. I was a selfish, greedy bastard like that. “Thank you.”

I hummed and leaned back up, already missing their touch the moment their hand fell away. “Don’t thank me, raindrop.” I put some much needed space between us before I pinned them back to that mattress and fucked my cum deep inside them again. “Get dressed before Pops shows up to this party and cramps everyone’s style.”