19
Ben
I leanedin closer to Raven, placing my lips against her ears. “What if I just lose to you right now?”
She bit down on her lower lip and I could tell she was considering the offer. We were alone in the common room as everyone else was still at dinner. But I knew my window was short. If the others got here, she’d want to join in on the weekly poker game. And while I was getting used to losing to her, I was ready to skip to the good part.
Especially after that conversation with the Obscura twin. Those two thought they could have anything they wanted. Raven was a smart girl, though. She wasn’t going to fall for their tricks. Well, I didn’t think she would anyway.
While most of me wanted to threaten him and tell him to stay away from my girl, I knew that was the one way to piss her off to the point of never getting laid again.
Raven protected her independence fiercely. It was possibly the most sexy and most annoying thing about her.
“What about the game?” she asked.
“Let the others play,” I said. “I want you to myself.”
Voices floated into the common room as people filed down the stairs. I leaned back against the couch, knowing the moment was gone. She’d never leave now.
She leaned back next to me, turned slightly so her tits were pressed against my chest. I had to hold back from groaning out loud. I wanted her so bad it hurt. “You sure you don’t want to leave?”
She licked my lower lip, then bit it gently. “Soon.”
That made me groan. There was no holding it in that time. “Raven, you’re going to make me take your clothes off right here.”
“You’re going to have to earn that tonight,” she said.
“Oh?” I poked her in the side, making her giggle. “Are you saying I have to win your favor tonight?”
“Is that a bet anyone can make?” A male voice said.
“I’ll take a piece of that,” another male chimed in.
I growled, the hair on the back of my neck standing on edge at the familiar sound. “Who let the mages in here?”
Raven elbowed me. “I’m a mage.”
“You’re a cool mage,” I said. “And Raven isn’t property, you can’t win her.”
“I was flirting,” she said.
“Right,” one of the twins said.
“You two never come down here,” Raven said. “What brings you to the dungeon?”
I locked my eyes on them, my upper lip twitching as they took seats across from us in the other couch. When they were together, I had no idea which was which. I couldn’t pinpoint Raven’s scent. Especially not with her lounging against me.
I pulled her in tighter, wanting to remind them that she was mine.
“We heard there was a game,” one of them said. He pulled a stack of bills out of his pocket. “This enough to buy in?”
Raven laughed. “It’s not that kind of game.”
“We have different stakes down here,” Makayla said as she settled into the space next to Raven.
“Oh?” The twin holding the money looked intrigued.
“Strip poker,” Raven said. “Think you can handle it?”