Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 381

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.

mouth in a fierce kiss as I back her toward the bed. Her pants join the growing pile of discarded clothing, leaving

me steals my breath. How did I get so

shake as I hook my fingers in the waistband of her underwear. The wolf claws at my control, desperate to claim what's ours. But

a note of command that makes both man and wolf

my lips as I slowly drag the cotton down her legs. "As

each tremor of anticipation. Her breath catches as I press a kiss to her hip bone. The sweet scent of her need fills my lungs, making my head

carries a note

I trace patterns on her skin, deliberately avoiding where

hair, tugging sharply.

press another kiss to her stomach, letting my stubble scrape against her sensitive skin. Her whole body arches at the sensation. "I just

off in a gasp as I nip at her

letting my weight pin her to the mattress. The

my shoulders. "You know exactly what

capture her mouth in a slow, deep kiss that has her writhing beneath me. When I pull back, her eyes are dark with need. "Maybe

impossible." She tries to pull me

every curve and dip of her body. She's perfect—soft where I'm hard, yielding where I'm unyielding. The bond between us pulses with

to claim, to possess, to mark—but the

trail kisses down 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

as I lavish attention on

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