Raven’s Luck - Chapter Seventeen

Raven released Shadow and accepted the hand that the other man offered, letting Shadow pull him to his feet. Shadow handed him the beet and Raven took a swig before handing it back, watching Shadow’s adam’s apple move as he took a swallow.

“This is just the way I like to see my kitchen,” Vixen purred. “With my two boys half-dressed and hanging out after giving each other head jobs. Very nice.” She wore a curly blonde wig and tossed it back as she sauntered over and slid between them, placing her handbag. “Come here, left or right? I am thinking you are a leftie,” she said to Raven, tucking him away and doing him up before fishing into his jeans pocket for his phone.

Shadow did himself up, sliding the last of the beer towards Raven. “I will be right back,” he strolled back into the bedroom.

Raven tilted his hips towards Vixen to assist her retrieval and grinned as she patted him down in all sorts of enjoyable ways in her search. From the flick of her eyes under her eyelashes, she kn