Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 155

Chapter 155 Ava: Their Connection (II)

Lucas' eyes are intense as he watches me, and I take a moment to inspect him in turn.

He's broad and hard, with scars scattered across his torso. And when I look further down…

I swallow, desire and nerves warring inside me. His hands are gentle as he lays me back on the bed, his body covering mine. I feel treasured, worshipped, as his lips trail over my skin.

"Lucas," I whisper, my fingers threading through his hair.

He hums against my throat, the vibration making me shiver. "I love you, Ava. I love you so much."

Tears prick my eyes at his heartfelt declaration. I open my mouth to respond, but his lips capture mine in a searing kiss that steals the breath from my lungs.

I lose myself in the slide of his tongue, the nip of his teeth. My body arches into his, seeking more. Always more.

Rough fingers caress my breasts, squeezing gently, flicking at my nipples until they're hard and straining for stimulation beyond what he's giving.

When he drops warm kisses down my chest, lingering with soft, ticklish breasts against my collarbone, I writhe beneath him, frustrated with his teasing.

I'm throbbing, aching, and not once has he touched me below my chest, leaving me to arch my hips in a desperate attempt to find the friction I need.

"I thought you said you wouldn't be able to hold back." I pant the words in a way that's probably really unsexy, wrapping my legs around his waist as he licks around my nipple.

"Maybe I was wrong." He draws it into his mouth with one strong suck, only to let it pop back out in a tease that has me groaning in frustration.

His chuckle only drives me insane.

His mouth consumes me, the slow travel of his tongue making my back arch and my fingers clench in his hair. My nipples strain beneath the attention, a dull ache that I can't bear.

It's not enough.

"Lucas," I whimper. "I need… Please."

His grin is wicked against my collarbone. "Let me take care of you, love."

The nickname almost makes me forget what I need him to be doing.

Almost.

One finger slides down my stomach, tracing the lines of my scars as he sucks at my nipples, the tugging sending little beats of desire straight to the core of me.

His finger brushes beneath my stomach, sliding between my legs, and I freeze, causing him to lift his head.

"Don't stop," I beg.

smile hiding in his eyes—like he's laughing at

"Lucas, just…"

close yet so far. "I'm going to give you everything

sound breathless, even to my own ears, as his

slick and

so wet, love. Did you

nothing more than a hum of pleasure at

my clit with more pressure, pressing into my

betrays me with a soft sigh as my hips push into

and dipping into my core with one

swallowing my moans as his finger curls inside me,

the first, stretching me, so full, so close to what I need, but

beg against his

dark and burning, full

and my heart

can only whimper as he withdraws his fingers, leaving me

Not for long.

head pressing at my

mattress, seeking the delicious friction, my legs pulling him forward,

biceps, trying to bring him back

until with a hard shove, he sinks to the hilt, a satisfied growl

tight," he grits

I want to be. His. For

the only thing I care about is this—us—my

shoves my knees up, resting my shins against his chest in a way that leaves me open.

Goddess.

right spot, again and again, in

shaking beneath him, desperate and needy, my muscles turning

turns boneless, his hips battering at mine with deep, sure strokes. I'm wetter than I've ever been, and he sheathes

imagine sex with Lucas, it's always with the fireworks of our night of the

This is… different.

Better, in many ways.

intimate. More connected. Loving and

rub my clit in tight, hard circles.

once,

fall to either side as his body collapses onto mine, covering me like a warm blanket, soaking in the warmth

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