Capítulo 27: Claimed

Riley

Oh, God. What have I gotten myself into?

A few broody sentences from Damien, and I'm already putty in his hands. His lips are hot against my skin, trailing from my jaw down to my neck, and every single nerve in my body is on fire. 

His hands are strong, gripping my waist, pulling me closer like he can't get enough, and I'm not even trying to fight it. I don't want to fight it.

"Riley," he mutters against my neck. "You're driving me fucking crazy."

Hearing him say my name like that? I don't know what it is, but it makes my stomach flip in the best way. I should probably stop him, or at least slow things down—be the sensible one. But sensible went out the window the second his lips touched mine.

This is Damien. The guy I promised myself I wouldn't get too tangled up with. The guy who's been dragging me into his world of danger and chaos. I should be pulling back, right?