Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 135 Lisa: A Simple Tryst (I)

LISA

It's a relief to see Ava relaxing a little at the party and getting along with one of the girls from training. Mia's always been friendly.

"So, Lisa," Bren drawls, his eyes glinting with mischief as he leans in close. "Tell me something about you that would surprise me."

I can't help but giggle, feeling a delicious thrill shiver through me at his proximity. It's been so long since I've had a fun flirtation. The only man I get to interact with is Kellan, the boring beta with all his rules and regulations.

"Hmm, well..." I tap my chin, pretending to think it over. "I once ate an entire large pizza by myself in one sitting. Pepperoni, sausage, the works."

Bren laughs, a rich, warm sound that wraps around me like a cozy blanket. "Impressive. I like a girl with a healthy appetite."

He steps even closer, until there's barely an inch of space between us. I can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it takes all my willpower not to press myself against him.

We chat and flirt, our faces so close I can count the flecks of gold in his hazel eyes. The rest of the party fades away until it's just us, lost in our own little bubble.

"Hey," Bren murmurs, his breath ghosting over my cheek. "Want to take a quick walk outside? Get some fresh air?"

My heart skips a beat at the suggestion, excitement zinging through my veins. I glance over at Ava, seeing her deep in conversation with Mia, the other girl's hand resting on her arm.

"Sure," I agree, biting my lip to contain my grin. "Lead the way."

Bren takes my hand, his fingers lacing through mine, and guides me quickly through the crowd. Into the kitchen, where we both grab a cup of punch and drink it between giggles and hot, heavy stares.

I gulp mine down as quick as I can.

He does, too.

We're on the same page. That's always good.

We slip out the back door into the cool air of autumn, brushing away the heat of summer.

Before I can even catch my breath, Bren is spinning me around and pressing me up against the rough brick wall. His lips crash into mine, hungry and insistent. I gasp into the kiss, my hands fisting in his shirt to drag him closer.

sweeps into my mouth, teasing and tasting. I moan, heat flooding

it, like he wants to devour me whole. It's intoxicating, being the sole focus

determined for him

great. The sex is probably better. And right now, here, now, with the alcohol burning in my veins and his

spine. His lips trail hot, open-mouthed

hot," Bren growls against my skin, nipping at my pulse point. "Been wanting to

his ear, reaching down to unbuckle

This is an amazing idea.

don't sleep with anyone who looks my way. But if I'm interested, and he's interested—well, is there a reason

my fingers manage to pry his buckle apart. Sliding my hands down the waistband of his boxers, I close my

that bulge is everything it

Sometimes it worked out fine (it really is what they do with it), but so few of them can follow basic instructions, much less focus

jeans down with little finesse. Thankfully, they're stretchy and accommodate going over my

other noisy sounds around us. We're not the only

I'm okay with it.

eyes is thrilling, a different experience. Ava had talked about being devoured, about the dominance of both Clayton and

human, until moments like this, when their eyes are rimmed

is real, and I'm here

of fire in their wake. I moan, arching into his

badly I want you right now," he

I breathe, hooking my leg around his hip to

hardness presses against my core, only the thin barrier of his boxers and my panties separating us. I grind against him shamelessly, chasing the delicious friction. He groans, his fingers digging into my hips

delving deep. I submit to his domination, reveling in the way he takes control. It's a heady rush, letting go and

fingers brush over my clothed sex, my

special—it's just this. The

partaking in something

the wall as his fingers fumble beneath the elastic

goes in, then a second

I grind against his hand

so fucking wet. You want