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.
and fuck
Please.
my breasts ache to be touched, but
slides up and down again, soaking himself in the juices I can feel running everywhere. I’m probably wetter than a
slams his hips into me, rubbing us
his hand returns to my hair, yanking my head back in
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presented my neck, hoping he would
me, please.
makes my entire body twitch and hum as I rock against him harder, the pain doing sinful things to the place where we are so
so far over
near.
mouth slants over mine, hot and hard as he sucks
before his entire body tenses and shudders. The kiss ends in an abrupt movement as he bites my lip and groans, something warm spreading against my abdomen. I can
up at the stars, feeling my heart slow and my limbs grow heavy as the normal part of me takes
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my brain again.
fated mate, but–he’s also a stranger who
said he was going to take me
I want him to. I want him
Oh, my God.
flushing with embarrassment. I just let a complete stranger dry hump me against a tree, and I liked it. No, I loved it. What the hell is
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 it back into place and smooth
never felt
tilting my head up to meet him halfway, desire
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I hadn’t gotten it out of my system just moments before. Our lips
air.
His phone.
pocket to retrieve the offending device. I can’t help but feel a twinge of
interruption.
take this,” he says, his voice
“Don’t move.”
away to answer the call.
and I can’t seem to form a
do now? Do I wait for him to come back? Do I run away and pretend this never happened? My heart is telling me to stay, but my brain is screaming at me to get the hell out of here. Plus, I need to run–in general. He’d mentioned me coming with him before
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of the Westwood pack. I can’t possibly be
to an alpha.
he returns, his expression unreadable. He takes my hand in his, and all the gentleness has disappeared. His eyes are hard and cold, and dread numbs my face.
Oh my God.
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