Tangled

43 Ava: Virgin Heat (III)

I don’t want to think. I nuzzle my nose into Clayton’s neck and breathe him in, hearing Selene growling in the back of my head. “For what?”

“For all of it. But for claiming you when you told me no.” I can feel his hands brushing against my neck, and pleasure and pain course through me. I can still feel him in my head, but the presence is fading. He sounds puzzled. “It didn’t take, though. Why didn’t it take?”

I shake my head. “I don’t know.” But I can guess it has something to do with me.

Clayton continues to caress my neck. “This looks terrible. Like a wolf tore your neck apart. It looks like I tried to kill you.”

“Mmm.” I’m tired, and trying to ignore the little flares of heat in my abdomen that are trying to come back.

My body can’t take another round of this. But I want

one.

“You were a virgin,” Clayton continues. He’s very talkative after sex, I guess.

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He sounds grim. I finally open one eye to look at him, and he looks furious. “I’m sorry?”

“No, I’m sorry. Your first time should have never been like that.”

His fingers trail through the tangled strands, gently working out the knots. I can’t help but lean into his touch, savoring the tenderness, the gentle affection.

“I’m so sorry, Ava,” he murmurs, his breath warm against my temple. “I never wanted to hurt you like this. I tried so hard to stay away and keep you safe.”

A pang of guilt twists in my chest at the remorse in his voice. I already know he never meant to hurt me. He did everything he could.

“It’s okay,” I whisper through the roughness in my throat. “I understand.”

Clayton shakes his head, his fingers continuing their soothing motions. “No, it’s not okay. Your first time should have been special, not a frenzied mess driven by instinct and heat.” He presses a tender kiss to my forehead. “I promise, when this is all over, I’ll make it up to you.”

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heat and desperation clouding our senses, fills me with a longing I can’t quite put

I’d hoped to

rest now, my love,” he murmurs, his fingers trailing down my spine in a featherlight caress. “Let me take care

me, desperate for more. His tender affections

when my hips grind down a little on his cock, embedded inside of me.

Ava. You need a break.”

I can feel him growing

Because it disagrees. It wants another. A lot

anothers.

I whisper into his ear, licking my way down his neck and breathing in his scent. It smells

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a wrong way.

on my fated mate. Another part of me doesn’t care. Isn’t okay to have this one as

cheating, Selene interjects. He rejected you. Your

why didn’t Clayton’s claim

me my privacy. Normally, I’d be frustrated and demand more answers, but I have

yellow. His wolf is there. His wolf must be the one that kept brutalizing my

pain had pushed me into another

“Ava.”

shoulder, as his hands grow a little more insistent.

inside of

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I was there, after all.

down, kneading my ass, lifting me a little and then slamming me back down, over and over, in an agonizingly slow rhythm. Just enough to build my desire without giving any real relief from it. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

This isn’t enough.

is demanding that I breed you,” he says, and every part of me shivers

as Selene

don’t want pups, Ava.

don’t, but my brain and body are united in wanting Clayton to breed me

so sorry,” he whispers, leaning forward to brush his lips against my head. The

wandering hands and gently rolling hips. “I promise, I’ll take care

reality is starting to catch up to me, just a little. “There’s