Chapter 13 Claimed By Fire And Water

• DRAKE
• “Put your feet down,” I whisper against Briana’s neck, my lips brushing her soft skin. She nods faintly, unwrapping her legs from around my waist. I pull back from the spot I had been kissing—her delicate shoulder and neck now decorated with a deep purple mark where my own should one day rest.
• With quick, impatient movements, I strip off my clothes, tossing them onto the bathroom floor. Closing the glass shower door behind me, I draw Briana close, her bare body pressed against mine. The contact is overwhelming—heat and need racing through my veins.