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."

not okay. Your first time should have been special, not a frenzied mess driven by instinct and heat." He presses a tender kiss to my forehead.

Clayton, without the haze of heat and desperation clouding our senses, fills me

I'd hoped to

fingers trailing down my

can feel my heat creeping back into me, desperate for more. His tender affections feed it,

when my hips grind down a little on his cock, embedded inside of me.

You

harder. I can feel him

another round? Because it disagrees. It wants another.

his ear, licking my way down his neck and breathing in his scent. It smells mate-y, in a wrong

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

rejected you.

didn't Clayton's claim

I'd be frustrated and demand more answers, but—I have other

of yellow. His wolf is there. His wolf must

The pain had pushed me

"Ava."

shoulder, as his

came inside

know." I was

kneading my ass, lifting me a little and then slamming me back down, over and over, in an agonizingly slow rhythm. Just enough to build my desire without giving any real relief

This isn't enough.

that I breed you," he says, and every

I say, as Selene groans in my

don't want pups,

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