Stone Crest: Rise of a Raven

25. Chapter 25

Chapter twenty-five

Locke

M y hands tremble. I either need to fight, shift, or be buried inside of Raven, and since this isn’t the place for me and Declan to throw out our frustrations, or for me to let my wolf go, I’m currently leading her down a hallway of the building.

“What are you doing?” She hisses.

I keep striding, passing by the stairs to the administrative wing and continue towards the elevator. When we reach it, I pause, pressing the button with my thumb before I slide out my phone and call Callum.

As soon as he answers, I bark my orders. “Second floor. East wing elevators. The left one. Cut the cameras.”

“Got it,” he clips before hanging up.

Being able to control any camera their company installs in any building from their phones is genius. We can thank Hendrix for that.

“Alright, now you’re just pissing me off,” Raven scoffs.

The elevator opens, and I tug on her hand that’s still securely in mine. When they close behind us, I press the red button to stop us as soon as it begins to descend. Spinning Raven around, I walk her back until she hits the mirror behind her.

“First of all, why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday?”

“You never asked.” She lifts a shoulder. “When should I have told you? When your date’s ass was planted on your desk in class or when she was groping you in the ballroom?”

Why does it turn me on when she’s like this? Smart mouthed. Bold. Unforgiving.

“I changed my mind,” I grit out.

She lifts a perfect black eyebrow. “About?”

“You waiting for me.” I let my palm land on the outside of her thigh, teasing the bare skin between her dress and velvet black boots that have my dick already standing at attention.

“I never said I would.” Her steely blue eyes narrow. “Maybe your date will.”

A low growl vibrates in my chest as her eyes flare when I slip my hand beneath the fabric.

“I don’t want her.”

She keeps our gazes locked. Her mouth in a thin line. “Does she know?”

“That I don’t want her?” My brows furrow.

“No. About us.”

I reach up with my free hand to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. “I’m not sure. But I think she’s noticed me not being able to keep my eyes off of you.”

“I’m still your student, Locke,” she reminds me.

“And I still don’t give a fuck,” I say before my hand reaches the apex of her thighs.

I can smell her arousal and feel the dampness soaking the lace under my fingertips. I should tell her what I am. Show her what really lives beyond the mask before I take her again, but it’s too late now. I’ve held out as long as I can. Resisted too long.

She was mine. I didn’t give a damn what the rule book said.

“You’re mine, Raven,” I rasp.

Her chest rises, brushing against mine as I lean down to nip at her lip.

“What about you?” She breathes out against me before biting my lower lip in return.

The metallic taste coats my tongue when she draws a small drop of blood. “Are you mine?”

Her chin lifts in a defiant move, so confident and strong. Nothing like the broken girl crying in my arms weeks ago. This is my Raven.

“I’ve been yours since I kissed you on that sidewalk," I admit. “No one touches you but me.”

“Does the same rules apply?” She hitches her leg up to my hip, allowing my fingers to explore her exposed heat.

I take her chin between my fingers. “No one touches me but you.”

She lets her lips lift in a grin. “Good. Make sure Sasha gets the memo.”

Smirking I press a hard kiss to her lips. “I’ll handle it. We still have to lay low, baby.”

“Ah, I get to be your dirty little secret,” she muses.

Pressing my hips against hers, I marvel at the way her eyes roll back. “Take off your panties.”

I drop her thigh, stepping back to watch her slide down her black thong from beneath her dress. She kicks it across the elevator, then reaches for the hem of her dress, tugging it off in one swoop. She stands bare. Naked except for the velvet black heeled boots that reach just above her knee.

Fuck me.

“You said I’m yours, Locke.” She runs her hands down her breasts, venturing lower between her legs. “Now I want you to show me.”