Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Ava: Virgin Heat (III)

I don't want to think. I nuzzle my nose into Clayton's neck and breathe him in, hearing Selene growling in the back of my head. "For what?"

"For all of it. But for claiming you when you told me no." I can feel his hands brushing against my neck, and pleasure and pain course through me. I can still feel him in my head, but the presence is fading. He sounds puzzled. "It didn't take, though. Why didn't it take?"

I shake my head. "I don't know." But I can guess it has something to do with me.

Clayton continues to caress my neck. "This looks terrible. Like a wolf tore your neck apart. It looks like I tried to kill you."

"Mmm." I'm tired, and trying to ignore the little flares of heat in my abdomen that are trying to come back.

My body can't take another round of this. But I want one.

"You were a virgin," Clayton continues. He's very talkative after sex, I guess.

He sounds grim. I finally open one eye to look at him, and he looks furious. "I'm sorry?"

"No, I'm sorry. Your first time should have never been like that."

His fingers trail through the tangled strands, gently working out the knots. I can't help but lean into his touch, savoring the tenderness, the gentle affection.

"I'm so sorry, Ava," he murmurs, his breath warm against my temple. "I never wanted to hurt you like this. I tried so hard to stay away and keep you safe."

A pang of guilt twists in my chest at the remorse in his voice. I already know he never meant to hurt me. He did everything he could.

"It's okay," I whisper through the roughness in my throat. "I understand."

special, not a frenzied mess driven by instinct and heat." He presses a tender kiss to my forehead. "I promise, when this is all

flicker of hope ignites within me at his words. The idea of experiencing true intimacy with Clayton, without the haze of heat and desperation clouding our senses, fills

I'd hoped to

my spine in a featherlight caress. "Let me take care of

desperate for more. His tender affections feed it, and my starving

can't help it when my hips grind down a little on

Ava. You need a

say again, rubbing harder. I

Because it

down his neck and breathing in his scent. It smells mate-y, in a

a part of me wants to pull myself away in horror. I've cheated on my fated mate. Another part of me doesn't care. Isn't okay to have this one as my mate? He's gentle and kind. And even if the mating bond didn't take, we can just try

interjects. He rejected you. Your mate

why didn't Clayton's

goes silent again. I think she's giving me my privacy. Normally, I'd be frustrated and demand more answers, but—I have other concerns on on

yellow. His wolf is there. His

good, though. The pain had

"Ava."

his shoulder, as his

came inside of

was there, after

and then slamming me back down, over and over,

This isn't enough.

wolf is demanding that I breed you," he

as Selene groans in

don't want pups,

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