Claire

The rough feel of Axel's hands slid over her skin, down beneath the top of her thighs, holstering her up onto his hips. Trapped right where she wanted to be forever. She'd fallen into the bliss of his mouth, his taste, everything that made them so perfect for each other filled her at once.

Claire swam in the warmth of his scent—then it hit her.

That wasn't his scent.

Reality slapped her, knocking her off her dream wave, and she sat up. It took several ...