Tangled
Chapter 296
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296 Lucas: Her Touch
My world has been nothing but shades of gray since the moment I opened my eyes, co
A life I don't recognize.
Unfamiliar faces. Voices. Scents. Relentless pain.
Concerned friends, but can I trust them? Are they allies, or enemies playing a dangerous game? Crazy stories of a world gone mad, and endless silence where half my soul should reside.
It's as though I've been living in a haze of simmering rage. At the world. At those who proclaim friendship. And this mysterious, alleged mate of mine, who comes in smelling like sex and hope, with wide blue eyes and the golden hair of an angel. She's too perfect.
I'm drawn to her. Every inch of me clamors to soothe the grim lines around her lips, to take away the burdens weighing down her tiny shoulders. Some part of me insists that she's mine and I need to keep her, to hide her away from everyone's view until she's so wholly mine she can't even breathe without me.
I want to possess her.
My lips brush against the crescent scar on Ava's neck. The constant tension in my muscles cases, replaced by a warmth I can't explain. Her scent envelops me, that mix of honey and vanilla that feels like coming home..
I'm so tired. Tired of second-guessing every word, every touch. Tired of searching for hidden motives behind kind gestures. Tired of feeling like a stranger in my own skin.
But here, with Ava in my arms, the world makes sense again.
Her soft gasp as I trace the scar with my tongue sends a shiver down my spine. My hands tighten on her waist, pulling her closer. I want to memorize every curve, every freckle, every
scar.
"Lucas," she whispers, her voice trembling.
I lift my head, meeting her gaze. Those blue eyes, wide and vulnerable, hold a universe of emotions. I want to understand everything about her.
here," I murmur, though I'm not sure if
vertebrae. She's so small, so fragile in my arms. Yet there's a strength in her that calls to
But Ava... she's a burst of color in my grayscale existence. A ray of
constant buzz of suspicion
right. She
burn, but she's my
know it now, deep in my
in my arms-right where she belongs. Her warmth seeps into me, chasing away the chill of
ravenous for her. Insatiable. Like a starving man at
her.
smooth her hair away from her face. My thumb brushes
are as deep and dark as the ocean as she
Willing,
Waiting.
desire.
over my arm as I lean down. Her lips are so damn sweet. So soft. The moment
lips. The sound goes -straight to my cock. I ache for her. For the
to be. Here, in
of the world falls away, leaving only her. This
her jaw. She shifts, restless beneath me, the movement causing the bed to creak. I burn to feel her under me. To watch her expression
shirt, nails scraping lightly against my
have your clothes
your energy. But I'm no fool; it takes
has that primal part of me racing to
2001 Lucas: Her Touch
"I'm energized:
dig into my shoulders, her lips opening
her desire. This want is a living thing, snarling and wild between us. I want to devour her. Brand her as mine. Mark her so every male with
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