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.

back her toward the bed. Her pants join the growing pile

nearly bare before me steals my breath. How did I get so lucky? This fierce, stunning woman is

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 override my need to worship every inch

makes both man and wolf snap to attention.

as I slowly drag

savoring each tremor of anticipation. Her breath catches as I press a kiss to her hip bone. The sweet scent of her

voice carries a

avoiding where she wants

my hair, tugging

her sensitive skin. Her whole body arches at the sensation. "I just want to appreciate every inch of you." And bite every

Her words cut off in a gasp as I nip at

The heat of her

nails dig into my shoulders.

I 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 I need you to

pull me back down,

sides, mapping every curve and dip of her body. She's perfect—soft where

Not yet. The wolf wants to claim, to possess, to

races beneath my lips. The sweet scent of honey and

against me as I lavish attention on

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