Chapter 116 Ava: Need for Space

I wrap my legs around him as he enters, slow and careful, in a burn that only heightens the desire.

But he's too careful.

Too gentle.

Too thoughtful.

"Lucas," I whine, tightening my legs around him and yanking him in.

His hips surge forward and the entire length of him sinks into me, filling me in a way that makes me feel complete.

Whole.

But all control he has is gone. He'd used what was left of it to try to ease his way in.

Now it's all hard, heavy thrusts and wild rhythm, with my body half off the bed and supported only by his hands on my hips, his fingers digging into my ass.

I think I scream. I'm not sure. I'm dizzy over the pleasure as he hits that spot deep inside, a place that almost hurts every time he slams home.

"Fuck, you feel so good, Ava," he groans, and I can't answer.

I can barely breathe.

back against the bed to

force a mating bite, but I manage to hold at least

rough with

the moans. "So

power centered on where our bodies meet, the obscene sounds

his thrusts frenzied, I feel my body

into me as he growls his

Shatter.

part of me lights up like fucking fireworks, and I sob with the force of the climax that surges through me, dragging me to heaven

over me, his chest heaving, his breath hot against my skin. I close my eyes, focusing on the warmth and tenderness blooming inside me, a delicious afterglow that spreads

each touch a whisper of devotion. "I'm sorry," he murmurs between kisses. "I should be chained

the absurdity of his statement cutting through the haze of pleasure. "I

through his chest and into mine. "Probably not. You'd find a way to tempt me

for a moment, basking in the aftermath of our passion, the world narrowed down to just the two of us. But reality begins to seep in, reminding me

sitting up and adjusting my clothes. Lucas does the same, his movements

closer, his arms encircling me from behind. The intimacy of the gesture, the way his body molds against mine, sends a fresh wave of

let myself fall into this again. Not now. Not when I've just fought so hard for my

as I turn to face him. "Lucas, I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have

brow furrows, a flash of frustration darkening

interrupt, my voice soft but firm. "I got caught up in the moment. In the bond. But

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