Starfish Position Raven Method Novels & Stories

“On the chaise. Pose for me.” Raven draped herself across the black velvet, arching her back, letting one strap slip deliberately off her shoulder. The flash popped as he took the first shots. She changed positions fluidly — on her back with knees bent and legs slightly open, then on all fours looking over her shoulder, then sitting up with her legs spread just enough to tease. Every click of the camera felt like foreplay. “Arch more,” Damien instructed, voice rougher now. He stepped closer to adjust the lighting, but his hand brushed the bare skin of her thigh as he did. Raven shivered visibly.

Her fingers locked in place as she’d held the cover to the shaft in place. Raven had then waited another fifteen minutes before she unfolded her small body and came out of hiding. Carefully leaning the cover against the wall, she now crawled out of the vent and slowly stood. Lucky for her she was flexible enough to still get into small places. At only five feet tall, she was small enough to go unnoticed by most. Replacing the screws, she moved to the kitchen area.

Ravan POV: She was there standing right in front of me completely wet and smelling heavenly, her lavender fragrances was driving me crazy, if she would have been any other women I wouldn’t have kept my patience to take her down right here on this floor and fuck her senselessly , but not ‘my ocean’ her blue orb were darker due to blush that had erupted on her cheeks, I was completely hypnotized by her beauty ‘she was like my Aphrodite’, I was busy checking her up and down when my eyes fall on her moving lips and I was lost…. I was lost COMPLETELY when I saw her pink, moist lips, she was saying something but nothing was falling on my ears, even my own demon was calmed and without giving any ot

Raven met him stroke for stroke, her body coiled tight with anticipation. Jax's hand slipped between their bodies, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. Raven's body tensed, her orgasm building with each stroke of his fingers and thrust of his hips. She came with a cry, her body convulsing around him, her inner muscles clenching and releasing in waves of pleasure.

Raven caught my gaze and called me out. “Aurora, kindly step forward.” She gestured to me to trust her. The group suddenly became silent as I stepped to the circle. She signaled I stand beside her and imitate her stance. The space between her two feet were perfectly apart. This mounted her legs to the ground firmly making it impossible to unbalance her. I imitated her stance and tried to balance my feet apart from each other. Raven curved her lips slightly and leaned close to me. “Like this..” She helped me position properly to even the distance of my legs. When I finally stood properly, she walked around me to observe my stance.

“Good. I was hoping for your approval before we agreed to anything.” “Then it’s settled,” Raven said, clapping her hands together and hopping up from the sofa. “I’ll start working on it right away.” “Let me know if you need any help,” I offered, feeling a bit guilty about my initial reaction to her presence. I should have been happy that a celebrity was here to help us and support our cause, but instead I had foolishly let my wolf’s territorial instincts cloud my judgment. “Actually,” Raven said, “I was hoping to start tomorrow morning. Could you bring Lucas to the village square? I’m planning to gather all the children who are interested and start with some basic activities.”

a smirk played across his lips. “B-but… you said…” “Five seconds,” Asher said. “My games, my rules,” Raven shrugged. “Three…” Asher said. Raven vanished into thin air for less than a second because, as Asher said two, Raven appeared within the walk-in shower. His eyes glowing as if he had just used his wolf to teleport. He strutted under the shower with me, leaving not even an inch gap between our bodies that collided. A collision that consumed me irrevocably in an explosion of pain that was nowhere close to pleasure.

he said with his eyes blazing gold this time around. He knew what he did to attain this position but his new people, the wolves he now ruled would have stoned him right here if they knew. Yes! He worked for Raven, doing all her spying just to be the ruler which had been his goal and now that he had gotten it he was happy. Raven was not after the death of the wolves and whatever creatures but after Tartal alone, he and his family. He walked away with his men following him, they would be meeting with the rest of the pack at the 'Elite Cavern'

When she applied the stencil, her fingers smoothed over my ribs, pressing the design of wild roses and thorns into my flesh. “Look in the mirror,” she ordered. I turned. The purple lines curved beautifully along my side, following the line of my breast down toward my hip. It looked bold and dangerous. Maybe this could add an identity that had been missing from my body. Raven picked up her machine. The buzz filled the room like an angry wasp. “First rule,” she said, one hand firmly bracing my hip. “You don’t apologize for your reactions. Pain is honest. If you need to cry, cry. If you need to scream, scream. Your safeword is ‘red.’ Say it.”

You need to breathe. I removed her boots and socks, then I stood up and went into the bathroom. The huge tub filled fast with very hot water. I tossed in some of the bath salts Maria had stored there, something lavender I thought was supposed to be relaxing. Wouldn’t likely do much good, but it couldn’t hurt. When I entered the bedroom again, Raven was perched in the same place when I had left her. Staring at her hands. I again knelt before her and held those hands.