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

experiencing true intimacy with Clayton, without the haze of heat and desperation clouding our senses, fills me with a

hoped to

now, my love," he murmurs, his fingers trailing down my spine in a featherlight caress. "Let me take care of

back into me, desperate for more. His tender affections feed it, and my

grind down a

You need

again, rubbing harder. I can feel him growing

couldn't take another round? Because

whisper into his ear, licking my way down his neck and breathing in his scent. It smells

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,

Selene interjects. He rejected you. Your

didn't Clayton's

be

yellow. His wolf is

pain had pushed me

"Ava."

his neck meets his shoulder, as his hands grow

inside of

I was

hands slide down, kneading my ass, lifting me a little and then slamming me back down, over and over, in an agonizingly slow rhythm. Just enough to

This isn't enough.

he says, and every part of me shivers in

Selene groans in my

want pups,

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