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.
breasts ache to
can feel running everywhere.
loving the rumble of his growl as he slams his hips into
hand returns to my hair, yanking my head back in an act of submission
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have turned me off. Instead, I eagerly presented my neck, hoping he would bite and lick and suck again.
me, please. Fuck.
against
fall apart out of nowhere, sent so far over
near.
mouth slants over mine, hot and hard as he sucks out my scream, claiming it for himself.
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 feel the sharp pain in my lip and know I’m bleeding, and he sucks at it like
the stars, feeling my heart slow and my limbs grow heavy as the normal
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my brain again.
fated mate, but–he’s also
out here. Someone who said he was going to take me away.
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 wrong with me? Fated
hands 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 it back into place and smooth out the wrinkles. Thankfully, the back fabric hides a lot, and I planned on changing at the hotel anyway. His touch is so tender, so loving, that it makes my heart ache in a
never felt
leans in to kiss me again, and I find myself tilting my
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it out of my system just moments before. Our lips are just about
air.
His phone.
pulls back, reaching into his pocket to retrieve the offending device. I can’t help but
interruption.
he says, his
“Don’t move.”
away to answer the call. My mind is still reeling from
seem to form a coherent thought.
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
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of the Westwood pack. I can’t possibly be mated
to an alpha.
expression unreadable. He takes my hand in his, and all the
Oh my God.
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