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."

frenzied mess driven by instinct and heat." He presses a tender kiss to my forehead. "I promise, when this is all over,

words. The idea of experiencing true intimacy with Clayton, without the haze of heat and desperation clouding our senses, fills me with

hoped

his fingers trailing down my spine in a featherlight

desperate for more. His tender affections feed it,

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

You need

harder. I can feel him

another round? Because it disagrees. It

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

on my fated mate. Another part of me doesn't care.

not cheating, Selene interjects. He rejected you. Your

didn't Clayton's claim

think she's giving me my privacy. Normally, I'd be

see Clayton's eyes flare with a hint of yellow. His wolf is there. His wolf must be the one that kept brutalizing

felt good, though. The pain had pushed me into another plane

"Ava."

meets his shoulder, as his

inside of

know." I was

over and

This isn't enough.

demanding that I breed you," he says, and every part of me shivers

I say, as Selene groans in my

want pups,

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