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.

voice

can’t…”

mouth seeking

us has flared to life, a pulsing,

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our control, a

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

answering growl sends another throbbing pulse of desire

he settles them against my hips and walks me backward, guiding me until I feel the

She’s probably telling me to stop, and there’s no way

wolf is here with us, part of the moment. When I fall back onto the bed, he kneels between

only moments for him to

Fate’s

tossing them somewhere

that smooth motion drives me

the world, like he would lay down his life to protect

before.

my legs, drifting toward my inner thighs, and my hips buck in frustration, seeking more.

his mouth settles there, right at the

gripping his hair with such force that my

wrapped around my thighs as he feasts on the warmth of me, on the wetness I can

feel.

Fate’s

Fuck.

shoves inside, as his teeth scrape against my clit, as he sucks and nibbles and licks and loves

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

the approval in his words, sends

One isn’t enough.

Not even close.

I can 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

growl that comes out of his throat tells me that his

submission.

The stretch burns and I shove my

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as he thrusts, his rhythm too