Adored by the Alpha

Chapter 51

I nodded. "That sounds nice... board games or video games? If it's board games, I will crush you, if not... I'm screwed,"

"It's board games, and I will definitely look forward to this crushing... we should play go strip fish some time, could be fun, although without my family, of course, otherwise that would be incredibly awkward." he chuckled.

I furrowed my brows. "What in the everloving hell is go strip fish?"

Allen bit his lip. "Well, it's like go fish, but, let's say that you ask me for my 3's, but I don't have any... you have to take off some clothes. And the other way around. Whoever is naked first, loses. Then we can discuss what R-rated service should be expected of the loser," he smiled, towering over me and slowly wrapping his arms around me.

Narrowing my eyes, I raised an eyebrow. "What R-rated service are we talking about, exactly?"

He shrugged. "Oh, could be everything. A handjob, going down on the other... oh seeing you walk around the house, in nothing but lingerie for an entire weekend would be a wonderful, wonderful thing," he grinned, a naughty glint in his eyes.

I huffed. "You seem so very confident that I'll lose."

He shrugged. "Well, you didn't even know the name of the game, so I mean, it doesn't exactly sound likely that you'll win, does it?"

I clicked my tongue. "Oh, is that a challenge? Alright, get the cards. I'm sure that Ares will be more than pleased with the lack of clothes at midnight time. Mark my words, Allen, I will win, and that is a decision I've made,"

He nodded. "Alright then, you go upstairs, and I'll find some playing cards. You should probably go put on a few more layers of clothes, otherwise you'll lose so very fast," he smiled, that hungry look in his eyes.

Pessing my lips together, I flipped him off before stomping out of the living room, and up the stairs towards our bedroom. That smug little... I'll show him. I crossed my arms when I went into our bedroom, looking at the messed up sheets neither of us had had the energy to straighten out this morning.

I sat down on the bed, crossing my arms over my chest. He's so sure he'll win, smug goddamn little bastard. I pursed my lips, looking over my clothes. A thin blouse, jeans, socks, and of course underwear underneath. At the very least I was wearing one more article of clothes than Allen... assuming he wasn't wearing a bra under his shirt, that was. I furrowed my brows. It'd been a while since I'd last played go fish, but I was pretty sure that I'd figure it out quickly. Otherwise I'd be very cold during the weekend.

He walked into the bedroom, a pack of playing cards in his hand, self-satisfied smile on his face. A little too self satisfied. Okay maybe it's been a bit more than a while since I last played.

I'm screwed.

"No extra sweater, Love? Bold choice," sat opposite me on the bed, his eyes sneaking a look on his phone. "We have 2 hours before midnight, so we'd better get started. Do you want more than seven cards? Just so you'll have an advantage?" he raised his eyebrow, amusement evident in his expression. Asshole.

"No thank you, I'll be more than fine," I whispered. He chuckled and shrugged, but then dealt me my hand, and his own, then laid the rest of the cards in a pile.

"Alright, if you ask me for a card, and I say 'go fish', you have to drop some clothes, of your choice, and draw a card from the pile. If you get a full set, like 4 kings, then you can pick something for me to take off. Whoever's naked first, loses. Winner gets to pick a punishment. If you ask me for a card, and I have it, you can ask for another one, a maximum of three times, so it doesn't get too boring. Any questions or objections? Or perhaps you'd like to back out while you still can?"