Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 305 Ava: Under His Control (I)

Lucas's hands roam my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

There's heat in his eyes. Golden flames flicker in their depths, reflecting the fire burning between us. I shiver as he teases his fingers beneath the hem of my shirt, a shudder that starts deep in my core and ripples outward.

His hands slide up my stomach, burning trails of need across my skin. "You didn't answer my question, Luna."

His fingers brush under my breasts, never quite touching what I need. I arch forward with a gasp. "Wh-what question?"

"Are you sure you aren't doing this on purpose?" My nipples peak beneath his teasing.

"I'm not—Lucas…" My plea is breathless, and he chuckles.

"What do you want, Luna?" Again, the way my thighs clench and desire pulses between my legs when he calls me that. Shit. I'm drenched.

His lips brush my ear, nipping at my earlobe, sending another shock of need through me. "Do you want me to breed you, Luna?"

My entire body goes up in flames.

Ava, calm down, Selene says, sounding amused. You're going to pass out from sensory overload at this rate.

You're not helping, I snap back at her, my body bucking involuntarily as Lucas continues his relentless torture, teasing and tormenting me with his fingers. My nipples are pinched and rolled, tugged and fondled, until they're swollen and aching for more.

"No answer?" he murmurs, nipping at my neck. His hands press against my breasts, squeezing hard, before trailing lower. "What do you want, my sweet little mate?"

"I... I want..."

I can't finish the sentence. His fingers slip under the waistband of my jeans and under the elastic band of my panties, sliding lower.

Teasing.

Tormenting.

up, panting, desperate

Luna. I need to feel your

I obey. Because I can't do anything else. I'm putty in his hands,

to the floor. My hands shake as I

get my underwear off before he spins me around and yanks me against him. His chest is warm against my back as he buries his face in my hair, inhaling deeply. "Your scent," he mutters, his voice

pulling me back against the hard length of him. "Please," I breathe, not even sure what I'm begging

scrape my shoulder, sending another shock of pleasure through me. "Please

I nod frantically. "All of

deep, primal sound. It reverberates through his chest, through me. My entire

between my

He sucks a mark onto my

at him, but

me what you want." He slides my legs further open, hooking them outside of his. A finger teases the opening

it just makes me

back. "Anything for you, Luna. But I want to hear

I'm a mess of

hands fly to my breasts, trying to relieve some of the

your knees and beg your

to the tinderbox of my body. When he says "breed",

slide off his lap, hearing a rumble of satisfaction as

that hot? That

and reach out to tug his shirt out of his waistband. He

Hungry. Hot. Absolutely feral.

is

to my knees. The floor is cold, but