I turn the lounge over just as Drake walks back in, he looks at the destruction shaking his head.

“Just leave it, we can do it tomorrow” He says with a sigh before looking at me.

“You alright?” He asks making Tate look up from sweeping.

“Yeah why?” I ask picking up the broken leg off the coffee table. He points to my face and I realise my fangs were still protruding, now that he pointed it out, I realised how hungry I was and not for food.

“I can heat up a blood bag for you” Drake says and Tate growls at him before stepping forward.

“Don’t you two start fighting, the house is destroyed enough” I tell them.

“It’s fine I will feed off Tate” I tell Drake and Tate nods. Drake rolls his eyes at him.

“Or you could mark me and use me” Drake says hopeful.

“Nope not until you have let Tate mark you” I tell him picking up another piece of the smashed coffee table.

“Drake is right just leave it, it will still be here in the morning, lets go shower” Tate says brushing off dust.

“This crap is making me itchy”

Chapter37

Lana’s POV

I followed Tate up to the bathroom before sitting on the sink basin while he hopped in the shower along with Drake. “Do you think Chase will be mad when he finds out my sister isn’t a virgin?” I ask remembering Chase telling me he was saving himself for his mate.

“By the way they were all over each other I don’t think he cares, just pissed he caught her with Elias” Drake answers.

“Think Elias should keep his distance for a few days” Tate says with a sigh, Drake nods in agreeance.

“Are you coming in or going to sit out there” Drake asks looking over at me.

“Not enough room” I reply.

“It has three shower heads” Tate answers.

“Yeah, but with you two in there doesn’t leave much room for me”

“You are small you’ll fit” Drake says reaching out the shower door and ripping me off the basin I just got comfortable on. “Remove them or I will drag you in fully clothed” Drake says. I roll my eyes stripping off before hopping in and squeezing between them. Shrieking when ever one of them would move because I would be pressed against the cold bloody tiles.

“See” I state trying to grab the soap behind Tate.

“I think it’s cosy” He says.

“That’s because your not getting your ass chilled on the tiles” I retort finally grabbing the soap.

“I like it because you can’t escape” Drake growls behind me making me jump and spin around to face him. His eyes turning black as Titus presses forward.

“Mark me Titus and I will put you on your ass” I warn him before watching his eyes change back. Tate chuckles behind me, while Drake smirks before leaning forward kissing me. His hands going to my hips as he tugs me toward him.

“He won’t, he was just playing” Drake mumbles against my lips, his hands going to my ass as he lifts me. I wrap my legs around his waist kissing him back, my arms going around his neck as I lean into him. Drake growls softly before shoving me against Tate behind me. Tate shrieks coming in contact with the cold tiles.

“Hey, freaking cold” Tate says pushing back to remove himself from the shower wall.

“I think it’s cosy” I tell him throwing his own words at him. He steps closer pressing his chest against my back, his hands running downing my sides.

“I think Drakes right, definitely better because you can’t escape in here” Tate says before pushing my hair over my shoulder and kissing my mark. I lean into him his hands moving over my skin and brushing the sides of my breasts making my nipples harden under his soft touch, Drake nipping at my chin before kissing me and biting my bottom lip. I could feel Tate’s erection pressing against my lower back, Drakes pressing against my slit. I wriggle my hips and Drake rolls his, his hard length moving between my lips making me moan into his mouth.