Tangled

135 Lisa: A Simple Tryst (1)

LISA

It’s a relief to see Ava relaxing a little at the party and getting along with one of the girls from training. Mia’s always been friendly.

“So, Lisa,” Bren drawls, his eyes glinting with mischief as he leans in close. “Tell me something about you that would surprise me.”

I can’t help but giggle, feeling a delicious thrill shiver through me at his proximity. It’s been so long since I’ve had a fun flirtation. The only manet to interact with is Kellan, the boring beta with all his rules and

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‘Hmm, well…” I tap my chin, pretending to think it over. “I once ate an entire large pizza by myself in one sitting. Pepperoni, sausage, the works.”

3ren laughs, a rich, warm sound that wraps around me ike a cozy blanket. “Impressive. I like a girl with a healthy appetite.”

He steps even closer, until there’s barely an inch of

space between us. I can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it takes all my willpower not to press myself against him.

We chat and flirt, our faces so close I can count the flecks of gold in his hazel eyes. The rest of the party fades away until it’s just us, lost in our own little bubble.

“Hey,” Bren murmurs, his breath ghosting over my cheek. “Want to take a quick walk outside? Get some fresh air?”

My heart skips abt at the suggestion, excitement zinging through my veins. I glance over at Ava, seeing her deep in conversation with Mia, the other girl’s hand resting on her arm.”

“Sure,” I agree, biting my lip to contain my grin. “Lead the way.”

Bren takes my hand, his fingers lacing through mine, and guides me quickly through the crowd. Into the kitchen, where we both grab a cup of punch and drink it between giggles and hot, heavy stares.

I gulp mine down as quick as I can.

He does too.

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We’re on the same page. That’s always good.

We slip out the back door into the cool air of autumn, brushing away the heat of summer.

Before I can even catch my breath, Bren is spinning me around and pressing me up against the rough brick wall. His lips crash into mine, hungry and insistent. I gasp into the kiss, my hands f**g in his shirt to drag

him closer. –

Bren’s hands skim down my sides to grip my hips as he deepens the kiss. His tongue. eeps into my mouth, teasing and tasting. I moan, heat flooding through me, my skin buzzing with sensation.

wants to devour me whole. It’s intoxicating, being the sole focus of his intensity. I arch into him, reveling

the first wolf I’ve ever kissed,

the first wolf I

great. The sex is probably better. And right now, here, now, with the alcohol

more.

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hard enough to send sparks dancing down my spine. His lips trail hot, open-mouthed kisses along

to the

my skin, nipping at my pulse point. “Been wanting

been, like,

ant into his ear,

unbuckle his jeans. The bulge I’m

is an amazing idea.

I’m interested, and he’s interested -well, is there a reason to play silly games when

buckle apart. Sliding my hands down the waistband of his boxers, I close

prayer.

that bulge is everything

worse than getting hot and heavy and

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Sometimes it worked out fine (it really is what they do with it), but so

huge hands yank my jeans down with little finesse. Thankfully, they’re stretchy and accommodate going over my hips

hear other noisy sounds around us. We’re not the only ones with

I’m okay with it.

being devoured, about the dominance of both Clayton and Lucas, and I can see it

human, until moments like this, when their eyes

real, and I’m here

leaving trails of fire in their wake. I moan, arching into

have no idea how badly I want you right now,” he

hooking my leg around his hip to draw

against my core, only the thin barrier of his boxers and my panties separating us. I grind against him shamelessly, chasing the delicious friction. He

I submit to his domination, reveling in the way he takes control. It’s a

roam my body with purpose, one sliding up to palm my breast while the other dips between my thighs. I gasp as his fingers brush over my clothed sex, my hips bucking into his touch. Even through the damp fabric, I can

Bren’s something special-it’s just this. The experience. This

partaking in something

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against the wall as

underwear.

goes in, then a second without

but I grind against his hand as

groans.

You want me

so I kiss him instead

I want

okay if I

I groan, wrapping a leg around him. “I need

inside me. Now.”