Tangled

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He kisses me again, his lips moving against mine with a hunger that consumes me. I lose myself in the taste of him, the feel of his body pressed against mine.”

Ava, Selene warns in my mind, her voice a distant echo. Remember what you need.

I try to focus on her words, but it’s hard when Lucas is kissing me like this, like I’m the only thing that matters in the world.

His hands slide under my shirt, his calloused fingers skimming over my sensitive skin. I arch into his touch, a soft moan escaping my lips.

“Lucas,” I breathe, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. “We have to stop.”

He pulls back, his golden eyes blazing with desire. “I know. I’m sorry. I just can’t control myself around you.”

But his hands are still seeking, and I’m still arching into their touch. Rough fingers pull the cup of my bra low, and his thumb flicks over my nipple.

I take a shaky breath, trying to clear my head. “I need

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time, Lucas. Space. I can’t do this right now.“”

But I step closer, trying to yank his shirt out of his

waistband.

I should push him away, remind him of the boundaries I’ve fought so hard to establish, but my traitorous body melts into his embrace, craving his touch like a

parched flower thirsts for rain.

The way my name lingers on his lips, the way he breathes it like reverent prayer against my ears as his fingers continue to tug and twist in a sensual dance against my breast? I’m lost. Drowning beneath.

sensation.

The very core of me throbs with a need so basic, so simple, and so consuming.

whisper, my voice a breathless

can’t…”

dark hair, my mouth seeking his

has flared to life, a pulsing, living

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to be acknowledged. It’s a force beyond our control, a need that

futures. We’re simply two halves of a whole, drawn together by a power greater than ourselves.

squeeze both breasts in a way that drags a moan out of me. His answering

me until I feel the edge of the hospital bed pressing against

attention. She’s probably telling me

us, part of the

moments for him to unbutton my

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and down my legs, tossing them somewhere behind him to land in a haphazard pile on

about that smooth motion

the world, like he would lay down his life to protect me. It’s a

before.

inner thighs, and my hips buck in frustration, seeking more. More friction, more heat, more

his mouth settles there, right

hair with such

down, both wrapped around my

feel.

Fate’s

Fuck.

sucks and nibbles and licks and loves at different moments, driving what little thought I have

first orgasm catches me by surprise, having gone from a dark throb to over

approval in his words, sends fresh desire through my

One isn’t enough.

Not even close.

whine or beg, he shifts position, kissing his way up my belly as one of his hands settles between my thighs. His middle finger sinks inside, accompanying stars behind my eyelids as

and that animalistic growl that comes out of his throat tells

submission.

finger. The stretch burns and

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his hand eagerly as he thrusts, his