Tangled

Chapter 8

8 Ava: Gala (IV).

8 Ava: Gala (IV)

[WARNING: Mature Content]

If someone had told me that, mere days after that incident with Todd, I’d be in a similar situation with a stranger and enjoying the fuck out of myself, I would have advised them to check in to a psych ward. That’s not how trauma works.

But apparently it might.

Maybe it’s just because he’s so… Tall. Dark. Handsome. All the cliches you can dream, that’s him. Especially when he makes no secret of his attraction toward me, despite all the harsh words Jessa and Mom had thrown my way while getting ready. Apparently this man doesn’t think I’m too short, or that my hips are too wide. He seems to like them a lot, actually.

So when I feel his tongue against my neck and realize that the sensation is completely different coming from someone like Tall, Dark, and Sexy, that primitive part of me goes absolutely wild.

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That voice inside of me, the one that’s absolutely me, tries to tell me that maybe I should step back and think for a second. That this connection is weird. That I don’t act like this, and I should really respect myself

more.

But the throbbing down below tells that voice to shut the fuck up and move over, that he’s my fated, and then it asks him to slam me against a wall.

I have no idea where that level of bravado came from,

and when my back hits the rough bark of the tree to add more bruises to my body, desire floods everything in a way even romance novels hadn’t prepared me for.

Oh sweet baby Jesus in a manger. Sweet Moon Goddess. This man is magic.

Feeling the hard length of him shoved against the very core of me should have me running for the hills, and it doesn’t. Nope. I arch closer instead, aching and begging for more, peppering kisses along his jaw and rolling my hips toward him. I moan in appreciation when he pushes back, almost inside me if my damn panties could just spontaneously combust and get out of the way, but the moan changes to frustration as his hips pull back.

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Then his fingers are there, yanking my panties to the side as he slides his cock up the wet lips of my pussy, and oh my God.

So warm.

So hard.

fuck me

Please.

marks all over my neck and shoulders, and my breasts ache to be touched, but everything’s kind of busy on my lower half as I pray

soaking himself in the juices I can feel running everywhere. I’m probably wetter than a slip’n’slide, and in my haze of desire, that doesn’t seem embarrassing at all.

I whine, loving the rumble of his growl as he slams his hips into me,

to my hair, yanking my head back in an act of submission that

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I eagerly presented my neck, hoping he would bite and lick and suck again. Harder.

me, please.

as I rock against

far over the cliff that I cleared it without realizing the end was

near.

hot and hard as he

groans, something warm spreading against my abdomen. I can feel the sharp pain in my lip and know I’m bleeding, and he sucks

slow and my limbs grow heavy as the normal part of

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my brain again.

fated mate, but–he’s also

said he was

want him to.

Oh, my God.

what happened finally hits me like a freight train, and I can feel my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. I just let a complete stranger dry hump me against a tree, and I liked it. No, I

on me again, but this time, they’re gentle. He carefully adjusts my dress as best he can, despite the semen sticky against my abdomen. He does his best to pull

felt before.

me again, and I find myself tilting my head up to meet him

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my system just moments before. Our

air.

His phone.

retrieve the offending device. I can’t help but

interruption.

have to take this,” he says, his

“Don’t move.”

nod in silence, watching as he steps away to answer

to form a coherent thought.

hell out of here. Plus, I need to run–in general. He’d mentioned me coming with him before we had,

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I can’t possibly

to an alpha.

when he returns, his expression unreadable. He takes my hand in his, and all the gentleness has disappeared. His eyes

Oh my God.

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