Chapter 381 Lucas: Marking

LUCAS

I need to temper my desire, because there's an aggression behind it born of frustration and anger, mixed with relief that she's alive.

But Ava, my sweet mate, meets my passion at every step.

My fingers trail over Ava's skin, savoring each shiver, each gasp. Her pulse races beneath my touch, and the sweet scent of her arousal fills my senses. Aurum's already lost to it, demanding me to claim, to mark, to possess—but I force that primal urge down. Ava deserves better than a rutting beast.

Even if the bond in my chest tells me to leave every inch of her marked for my pleasure.

"Lucas." Her voice breaks on my name as I peel away her shirt.

A growl rumbles through my chest at the sight of her bare skin. The marks I left days earlier have already faded, and something dark and possessive inside me needs to replace them. "Mine."

Her fingers tangle in my hair as I trail kisses down her neck. The taste of her skin, honey-sweet and addictive, makes my head spin. Each breath draws more of her scent into my lungs until I'm drunk on it.

"Please." She arches against me as I unclasp her bra.

The fabric falls away, and another growl tears from my throat at the sight of her perfect breasts. My hands span her ribcage, thumbs brushing the undersides of those tempting curves. Her skin is so soft, so delicate compared to my callused palms.

her mouth in a fierce kiss as I back her toward the bed. Her pants join the growing pile

breath. How did I get

fingers in the waistband of her underwear. The wolf claws at my control, desperate to claim what's ours. But I won't rush this. Won't let the beast's urgency

command that makes

grin curves my lips as I slowly drag

kiss to her hip bone. The sweet scent of her need fills my lungs, making my head spin. But I pull back before giving her

carries a note of

on her skin, deliberately avoiding where

my hair, tugging sharply. "You're being

sensitive skin. Her whole body arches at the sensation. "I just want to appreciate

words cut off in a gasp as

her to the mattress. The heat of her bare skin against mine nearly shatters my control. "Tell

dig into my shoulders.

slow, deep kiss that has her writhing beneath me. When I pull back, her eyes are dark with need.

She tries to pull me

her sides, mapping every curve and dip of her body. She's perfect—soft where I'm hard, yielding where I'm unyielding.

to claim, to

her neck, careful not to leave marks despite Aurum's demands. Her pulse races beneath my lips. The sweet scent of honey and vanilla mingles with

arches against me as I lavish attention on her

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