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.

be acknowledged. It's a force beyond our control, a need

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

moan out of me. His answering growl sends another

and walks me backward, guiding me until I feel the edge of the hospital bed pressing against the

pay any attention. She's probably telling me to stop, and there's no way I

way Lucas' eyes flash and glow, I can tell his wolf is here with us,

and yank them over my hips and down my legs, tossing them somewhere behind him to land in a haphazard

that smooth motion drives

his golden eyes. He looks at me like I'm the most precious thing in the world, like he would lay down his life to protect me. It's a heady feeling, one that makes me feel cherished and desired in a way I've never experienced

thighs, and my

jeans and his mouth settles there, right at the core of me, in the most intimate

hair with such force that my knuckles

how I try to shove my hips forward, his hands hold me down, both wrapped around my thighs as he feasts on the

Fuck.

and nibbles and licks

dark throb to over the cliff

Just like that." His growls, the approval in his words, sends

One isn't enough.

Not even close.

position, kissing his way up my belly as one of his hands settles between my thighs.

that comes out of his throat tells me that his wolf likes my

and I shove my hips toward his hand

I insist, as another finger

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