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 plea. “We

can’t…”

dark hair, my mouth seeking his with a desperation that frightens me. He

bond between us has flared

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It’s a force beyond our control, a need that overrides all reason and

Lucas, two individuals with complicated pasts and uncertain futures. We’re simply two halves of a whole, drawn together by a power

out of me. His answering growl sends another throbbing pulse of

my hips and walks me backward, guiding me until I feel the edge of the

any attention. She’s probably telling me to stop, and

flash and glow, I can tell his wolf is here with us, part of the moment. When I fall back onto the bed,

him to

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them over my hips and down my legs, tossing them somewhere behind him to land

that smooth motion

his golden eyes. He looks at me like I’m the most precious thing in the world, like he would lay down

before.

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

panties have disappeared with my jeans and his mouth settles there, right at the core of me,

hair with such force that

shove my hips forward, his hands hold me down, both wrapped around my thighs as he feasts on the warmth of me, on the wetness I

feel.

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Fuck.

as his teeth scrape against my clit, as he sucks and nibbles and licks and loves at different moments, driving what little thought I have straight out of my brain.

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

His growls, the approval in his words, sends fresh desire through my

One isn’t enough.

Not even close.

between my thighs. His middle finger sinks inside, accompanying stars behind

comes out of his throat tells me that his

submission.

The stretch burns and

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his hand eagerly as he thrusts, his rhythm too