Tangled
Chapter 39
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Selene’s words echo in my mind for a long time.
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I brace myself against the slick tiles, my chest heaving with harsh, ragged breaths as Clayton’s eyes blaze into mine. The heat between us is a living, breathing thing, a palpable force that crackles in the air like an electric
current.
“Clayton,” I manage, my voice a breathless rasp. “We need to… call the guards.”
My words would probably have a little more punch if I wasn’t still working my fingers between my thighs. His eyes fall from my face to my hands, and he steps
forward.
A thrill rushes through me, and I spread my legs a little farther. “The guards,” I prompt, even as I bring myself to yet another orgasm, panting as my face flushes with
its heat.
I want his fingers, not mine.
I want his tongue, not his fingers.
I want his cock, not his tongue.
I want…
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Fuck, I can’t handle this.
His nostrils flare at the sound of my voice, his jaw clenching as a muscle ticks in his chiseled cheek. I can see the war raging within him, the primal alpha instincts battling against his ironclad control.
“Ava,” he growls, and the sound of my name on his lips sends a fresh wave of desire crashing through me. I whimper, my thighs clenching tight as I struggle to stay standing.
Clayton’s eyes zero in on the motion, darkening to smoky jade as a low rumble builds in his chest. He takes a step forward, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator stalking its prey.
“You’re playing with fire, little one,” he warns, his voice a low, gravelly purr that sends shivers racing down my spine. “I can smell your need from here. It’s taking everything I have not to take you right now.”
A whine escapes me at his words, my body arching helplessly towards him. The heat is a living inferno now, an all–consuming blaze that threatens to reduce me to ashes if I don’t find release soon.
“Please,” I beg, the word torn from my lips in a
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desperate, keening cry. “I need…”
I can’t bring myself to say it, to voice the craving that consumes me from the inside out. But Clayton seems to understand, his eyes glittering with a feral light as he takes another step forward.
“You need your alpha,” he finishes, his tone a dark promise that has my core clenching with fresh need. “You need to be claimed, don’t you, little one? Filled and bred until that delicious heat of yours is sated at
last.”
A broken moan spills from my lips as images explode behind my eyes–Clayton pinning me down, spearing into me over and over as he takes me with brutal, claiming force. His knot swelling inside me, locking us together as he floods me with his seed, branding me as his mate from the inside out.
It’s everything my body craves, everything this maddening heat demands. But some small, rational part of me knows that it isn’t right, that Clayton isn’t my fated mate, no matter how badly my instincts are screaming for me to let him claim me.
No claiming.
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Just sex.
Just relief from all this.
But-
“Guards,” I force out, my voice cracking with strain. “We need… the guards.” I’m trying to maintain rationality, and yet I hold out my hand, beckoning him
closer.
A low, rumbling snarl builds in Clayton’s chest as he prowls closer, his eyes blazing like twin emerald flames. “No guards, little one,” he counters, his tone laced with steel. “Just you… and me.”
He closes the distance between us in two long strides, his hands slamming against the tile on either side of my head as he cages me in. I can feel the scorching heat of his body, can smell the heady, musky scent of his arousal mingling with mine in the steamy air. He’s soaked from the water, and I struggle with the urge to lick every drop off his skin.
“Let me take care of you, Ava,” he murmurs, his breath fanning hot across my lips. “Let me claim what’s mine.”
crashes down on mine, swallowing
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in a
the taste of him, in the blazing heat of his kiss and the hard planes of his body pressed against mine. My fingers tangle
away the last vestiges of
into my hair, yanking my head back as he
hips buck. He slides one jean–clad leg between mine, and I grind down immediately, groaning at the feel of rough, wet denim against my core. The friction is maddeningly delicious and I can’t quite
and riding his leg in a way I never
alone.
he whispers, biting
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need to get to the
move anywhere as his fingers take the place of his leg. They plunge
blossoms into the greatest
Fuck.
Fuck me.
Oh, my God.
fingers curl, abusing that
I might be screaming, because I can’t handle the
voice is a mere whisper against the roar of instinct, against the primal cravings that consume me
blaze. Clayton’s tongue strokes against mine in a heated promise, and
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beg
He’ll be mine, if only
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consideration, she says, and leaves
first time, I think I’m truly grateful that I was a defect. If I’d had Selene–if I’d gone into heat like
I would lead
helps with the symptoms of heat, too. Nothing like an instant turn–off even in the
aren’t you affected by my heat, if
my eyes at the empty
inexperienced as you, child.
and inexperienced,
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slutty ball of desire when
says out of
around, but I’m alone. My heat isn’t out
control. What?
through the window. Your
are unaware.
Shit.
do I do?
need to tell
You can do it without a claiming, if you want. You don’t have to be fully mated just because you mate once or twice.
Um.
I could stare at her. I thought
need to be loyal to a fate who didn’t recognize what he had. I just think you should
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when you’re more clear–minded.”
Oh.
guess that makes
do I
has been nothing but kind and respectful. He’s provided me with care in
the brink of insanity, he’s doing everything in his power to protect me. Guards stand outside my
comfort.
stark contrast to Lucas.
our moment in the garden. Lucas, who made mé
Lucas, who shattered my heart and left
And yet…
he? The notes, the apologies, the meals left at my door. Is
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the pain
don’t know what to think anymore.
shared, for the way he made me feel alive and whole.
his
do what my body’s urging me to do. To mate with a near–stranger. To let Clayton
veins.
it just the heat talking, clouding my judgment
I don’t know.
don’t know what to do.
by fate or by the expectations of
now that I have a choice, it feels
make it.
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almost there. If you can’t make a decision, your heat will
against the frigid tiles of the shower stall. The icy water cascades over my body, but it does nothing to quell the searing flames that lick at my insides. I’m already struggling to think, going in circles, and I can’t leave the
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