Tangled
Chapter 7
7 Lucas: Gala (III)
[WARNING: Mature content.]
LUCAS
My wolf howls in triumph as I stalk after the little blonde, keeping to the shadows of the garden. She’s oblivious to my presence, her attention focused on the phone in her hand. The glow of the screen illuminates her face, casting a soft light over her delicate features. I can see the reflection of its screen in her glasses, and find myself disappointed that the colors obscure those striking eyes of hers.
As I draw closer, I catch a whiff of her scent on the breeze. Honey and vanilla, with a hint of something else. Something that calls to me on a primal level. My wolf is practically salivating, urging me to close the distance between us and claim what’s mine. She must
not be my mate–my wolf would know at first scent- but she’s definitely something special.
I watch as she taps at her phone with a sense of urgency. A rideshare app, from the looks of it. Is she
14:37
7 Lucas: Gala (1)
trying to leave?
The thought sends a surge of possessiveness through me. Like hell I’m going to let her slip away now that I’ve found her.
I move quickly, closing the distance between us in a few long strides. She doesn’t even have time to react before I yank at her arm, spinning her around to pull her against my chest, wrapping one arm around her waist. My hand settles possessively there, gently stroking at the dip before her hips begin to flare. Her skin is warm and tantalizing, even through the soft
fabric.
“Where do you think you’re going, little wolf?” I
murmur, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear.
She stiffens in my arms, and my wolf does not like that. “Let me go,” she demands, but there’s a tremor in her
belies her bravado.
the sound low and dark. “Now why would I do that? I’ve been watching you all night, waiting for the perfect moment
my grip, trying to get a
34:37
277
Lucas: Gala (III)
neck. Her scent is even
me.”
my wolf urges. Here. Rut her here.
But still, he has a point. My delicate little wolf has a crescent scar on the left side of her neck, and I swear her scent is even stronger there. Giving in to temptation, I lick it in a long, slow
to my cock. It has been standing at attention all
But her hands, tiny delicate little things, with curious little fingers, slide up
her. The Moon blesses
14:37
317
Gala
in agreement. Either that, or I’m delusional from every drag I take off this woman’s skin. At some point, my hands had crawled of their own accord down her hips and around, gently massaging the generous curve of her ass.
this time in approval, and she melts into
1. me.
nipping and gently suckling at the scar on her neck. In the dim light, I can just make out a
that seems to be
women put on their faces. It makes my wolf howl in fury, and I brush my fingers over
rubbing her pelvis against the tops of my thighs. Fuck,
inches to her.
should probably pull back. Be a gentleman. Introduce myself again with a lot less hands–on rubbing
her neck.
and I slide my hands under her pert ass to lift her until the very
Gøøglᴇ to access
417
Gala
cock, hot and wet and welcoming behind the barrier of her panties. I can feel it through my pants, especially when she wraps her legs around me
squeezes.
Read Tangled Chapter 7 - The hottest series of the author Novelxo
In general, I really like the genre of stories like Tangled stories so I read extremely the book. Now comes Chapter 7 with many extremely book details. I can't get out of reading! Read the Tangled Chapter 7 story today. ^^