Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 115 Ava: Fate's Urging

Ava, Selene warns in my mind, her voice a distant echo. Remember what you need.

I try to focus on her words, but it's hard when Lucas is kissing me like this, like I'm the only thing that matters in the world.

His hands slide under my shirt, his calloused fingers skimming over my sensitive skin. I arch into his touch, a soft moan escaping my lips.

"Lucas," I breathe, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. "We have to stop."

He pulls back, his golden eyes blazing with desire. "I know. I'm sorry. I just can't control myself around you."

But his hands are still seeking, and I'm still arching into their touch. Rough fingers pull the cup of my bra low, and his thumb flicks over my nipple.

I take a shaky breath, trying to clear my head. "I need time, Lucas. Space. I can't do this right now."

But I step closer, trying to yank his shirt out of his waistband.

I should push him away, remind him of the boundaries I've fought so hard to establish, but my traitorous body melts into his embrace, craving his touch like a parched flower thirsts for rain.

The way my name lingers on his lips, the way he breathes it like reverent prayer against my ears as his fingers continue to tug and twist in a sensual dance against my breast? I'm lost. Drowning beneath sensation.

The very core of me throbs with a need so basic, so simple, and so consuming.

"Lucas," I whisper, my voice a breathless plea. "We can't..."

But even as the words leave my lips, I'm pulling him closer, my fingers tangling in his dark hair, my mouth seeking his with a desperation that frightens me. He meets me halfway, his kiss searing and possessive, claiming me as his own.

us has flared to life, a pulsing, living thing that demands to be acknowledged. It's a force beyond our control, a need that overrides all reason

Ava and Lucas, two individuals with complicated pasts and uncertain futures. We're simply two halves of a

and sure, squeeze both breasts in a way that drags a moan out of me. His answering growl sends another throbbing pulse of desire straight to my clit in

my ribs, he settles them against my hips and walks me backward, guiding me until I feel the

probably telling

Lucas' eyes flash and glow, I can tell his wolf is here with us, part of the moment. When I fall back onto the

jeans and yank them over my hips and down my legs, tossing

that smooth motion drives me

He looks at me like I'm the most precious thing in the world, like he

my inner thighs, and my hips buck in frustration,

settles there, right at the core of me, in the

hair with

hold me down, both wrapped around my thighs as he feasts on the warmth of

Fuck.

and nibbles and licks and loves at different moments, driving what little thought I have straight out

throb to over the cliff without warning, and I

that." His growls, the approval in

One isn't enough.

Not even close.

hands settles between my thighs. His middle finger sinks inside, accompanying stars behind my eyelids as I moan

animalistic growl that comes out of his throat tells

hips toward his hand eagerly

insist, as another finger slides

like that, love?" he asks, his words hot against my ear,