Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 382 Lucas: Ava Takes Control

LUCAS

Her breath catches as I tug with my teeth, and she cries out at the sting. The sound goes straight to my cock, making it twitch with need. "Harder," she pleads, her fingers tightening in my hair. "Lucas, please."

I oblige gladly, taking her swollen peak between my teeth and biting down harder, at the same time sliding my fingers between her legs and deep into that silken sheath.

She whimpers at the sting, her body bowing as her nails bite into my shoulders. And then she's crashing back down, crying out as her body pulses around me, vagina tight against my fingers as I piston them into her.

She rocks against me, riding out the waves of her pleasure until she goes lax beneath me, breathless and sated, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

I growl in satisfaction, releasing her wrists and shifting to press soft kisses to the marks I left, soothing the tender skin with my tongue. But inside, Aurum is howling for more.

"Lucas," she murmurs, her hips lifting again, rocking against my fingers.

It's a plea I can't resist.

I can't take it slow anymore. My need for her, for this, is pounding in my veins, demanding to be satisfied.

Ava trembles beneath me, her eyes glazed with desire. Her fingers tighten on my shoulders as her head falls back, baring her throat to me. She's exposed and vulnerable, and the wolf inside me growls in triumph.

Mine.

her, naked and flushed and quivering with need, is almost enough to push me over the edge. I need to be inside her. Need to claim and possess and mark, to root out every last vestige of

throbs,

demanding it, a pulsing heat in my veins. He wants to take. Wants to dominate.

For now.

gently before releasing it with a soft pop. "You're so fucking

please." My mate arches against me, her fingers digging into my back as

can I deny

fingers. We both moan at the first touch of my cock to her core—a soft, tormenting glide that has her back arching and her nails biting into my shoulders.

groan. There's nothing gentle about this. I'm too far gone, too desperate for slow and steady. My hips snap forward, driving into her, and I watch her face

Mine.

glide up her sides, palming her breasts as I withdraw, then squeezing them hard as I thrust forward again. She cries out, her hips lifting to meet me. Her body is so tight, so hot around me—it's almost too much. I freeze, buried deep,

she gasps, her nails digging into my

chasing the pleasure that's dancing just out of my reach. Her cries fill the room, but it's not enough. Not

Mine.

to her hips, lifting her to meet each powerful thrust. The slapping sound of our bodies connects fills the room, harsh and desperate. She's panting beneath me, her fingers tightening on my biceps as she meets each one of my thrusts, urging

inner walls fluttering against me. The bond between us is ablaze with desire, a searing heat that has Aurum roaring in approval.

deep. Her nails dig into my shoulders, and she breaks the kiss with a desperate cry.

myself inside her, spilling into her as she clenches around me, crying out my name.

racing as she buries her hands in my hair, pulling me down for a slow, deep kiss. I can taste myself on her lips, and the wolf inside me rumbles