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.

kiss as I back her toward the bed. Her pants join the growing pile of discarded clothing, leaving her in nothing but simple cotton

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

to claim what's ours. But I won't rush this. Won't let the beast's urgency override my

of command that makes

I slowly drag

kiss to her hip bone. The sweet scent of her need fills my lungs, making my head spin. But

carries a note

little witch." I trace patterns on her skin, deliberately avoiding

fingers tangle in my hair, tugging sharply.

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 her

swear what?" I move up her body, letting my weight pin her to the mattress. The heat of her bare skin against mine nearly

dig into my shoulders. "You

her writhing beneath me. When I pull

impossible." She tries to pull me back

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

yet. The wolf wants to claim, to possess,

to leave marks despite Aurum's demands. Her pulse races beneath my lips. The sweet scent of honey and vanilla mingles with her arousal until my head

against me as I

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