Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted (Ava and Lucas)

Chapter 384

Chapter 384 Lisa: I Want to Feel

LISA

There's a soft inhale.

Then, his lips move against mine with devastating gentleness. The emptiness inside me cracks, letting in a flood of sensation. His hands slide up my back, cradling me close as he rises to his full height. The towel drops, forgotten, as I press against the solid warmth of his chest.

My fingers curl into his wet shirt. His heart pounds beneath my palm, strong and steady and alive. So alive.

He breaks the kiss with obvious reluctance, pressing his forehead to mine. "Let's get you dressed."

The bedroom feels too bright and dry after the steam-filled bathroom. Kellan's hands stay on my shoulders, steadying me as I shiver. He guides me to sit on the bed, then moves to the dresser.

"Arms up."

I comply without thinking. The soft cotton of my shirt slides over my skin. His knuckles brush my ribs, sending sparks of awareness through my body.

"Lift."

Another mindless response as he helps me into underwear, then flannel pants. Each touch leaves trails of heat that make me ache for more. I need his hands on me again. Need to feel connected to something real.

The mattress dips as he settles me under the thick comforter. "Try to rest."

"Wait." My voice comes out scratchy.

wet fabric peels away from his skin, revealing the muscled planes of his chest.

trail down his abs as he turns to

The bed feels too

"Stay with me?"

"That wouldn't

toward him. The comforter pools around my waist.

Kellan turns, his expression torn between desire and restraint as he stares at my outstretched

gravity. I don't fight it. My body moves on instinct, seeking

My name comes out rough, almost

to make with my mouth. No more words. No more thinking. Just this—the slide of my

morphs into hunger. I nip at his bottom lip, drawing a sharp inhale from him. His fingers flex against my sides. The thin cotton of my shirt does nothing to mask

need this." I break away just enough to speak against

hand slides up my back, tangling in my damp hair as he claims my mouth. The kiss is deep, desperate—everything I need to

isn't just Mira,

It's Bren, too.

lives I know they lost during

have no idea

new world of ours, filled with a

against Kellan, feeling the heat of his cock graze against me. Hard. Thick. A sensual promise that he can wipe all these horrible thoughts and feelings

rock faster, chasing the friction, the connection. His other hand grips my hip, guiding my movements. The soft flannel of my pants creates a maddening

don't recognize my own voice, breathless and needy. "Make me feel

him. His mouth trails fire down my neck, teeth grazing my pulse point. Every

I'm soaked. Already wanting him inside,

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