Tangled

Chapter 116

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I wrap my legs around him as he enters, slow and careful, in a burn that only heightens the desire.

But he’s too careful.

Too gentle.

Too thoughtful.

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“Lucas,” I whine, tightening my legs around him and yanking him in.

His hips surge forward and the entire length of him sinks into me, filling me in a way that makes me feel complete.

Whole.

But all control he has is gone. He’d used what was left of it to try to ease his way in.

Now it’s all hard, heavy thrusts and wild rhythm, with my body half off the bed and supported only by his hands on my hips, his fingers digging into my ass.

I think I scream. I’m not sure. I’m dizzy over the pleasure as he hits that spot deep inside, a place that

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almost hurts every time he slams home.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Ava,” he groans, and I can’t

answer.

barely

do is moan and shove back against the bed

drag his head down to my shoulder and force a mating bite, but I manage to hold

groans, his voice rough with desire.

laugh between the moans. “So are you.”

bodies meet, the obscene sounds in the

his pace goes frantic, his thrusts frenzied,

as

Shatter.

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like fucking fireworks, and I sob with the force of the climax that surges through me, dragging me to heaven in

breath hot against my skin. I close my eyes, focusing on the warmth and tenderness blooming inside me, a delicious afterglow that spreads through every inch of my body.

lips brush against my forehead, my cheeks, my nose, each touch a whisper of devotion. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs

laugh bubbles up from my chest, the absurdity of his statement cutting through the haze of pleasure. “I don’t think that would help

chest and into mine. “Probably not. You’d find a way to tempt me even then.”

stay like that for a moment, basking in the aftermath of our passion, the world narrowed down to just the two of

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outside this room.

away, sitting up and adjusting my clothes. Lucas does the same, his movements

of our tryst, Lucas steps closer, his arms encircling me from behind. The intimacy of the gesture, the way his body molds against mine, sends a fresh wave of longing through

now. Not when I’ve just fought so hard for

push his arms away, guilt twisting in my gut as I turn to face him. “Lucas, I…

flash of frustration darkening his golden eyes. “Ava, I thought-”

voice soft but firm. “I got caught up in the moment. In the bond. But it doesn’t change what I said before. I still need

for a long moment, his jaw

sides. I brace myself for an

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