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.

panting,

your

Because I can't do anything else. I'm putty in his hands, a slave to his

to the floor. My hands shake as

warm against my back as he buries his

pulling me back against the hard length of him. "Please," I breathe, not

of pleasure through me. "Please what, Luna? Fill you? Stretch you? Make you

nod frantically. "All

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

between

Luna?" He sucks a mark onto my neck, his fingers gliding

it at him, but the words won't come out,

legs further open, hooking them outside of his. A finger teases the opening of my vagina, making

but it just

against my back. "Anything for you, Luna.

of need, desperate for release, for him. "Please,"

fly to my breasts,

knees and beg your Alpha to breed

as if his words are a match to the tinderbox of my body. When he says "breed", desire

rumble of satisfaction as he

that hot? That shouldn't

and reach out to tug his shirt out of his waistband. He grabs my wrist, and

Hungry. Hot. Absolutely feral.

way his jaw is clenched—he's holding

knees. The floor