Tangled

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305 Ava: Under His Control (1)

Lucas's hands roam my body, leaving trails of fire in their wake.

There's heat in his eyes. Golden flames flicker in their depths, reflecting the fire burning between us. I shiver as he teases his fingers beneath the hem of my shirt, a shudder that starts deep in my core and ripples outward.

His hands slide up my stomach, burning trails of need across my skin. "You didn't answer my question, Luna."

His fingers brush under my breasts, never quite touching what I need. I arch forward with a gasp. "Wh-what question?"

"Are you sure you aren't doing this on purpose?" My nipples peak beneath his teasing.

"I'm not-Lucas..." My plea is breathless, and he chuckles.

"What do you want, Luna?" Again, the way my thighs clench and desire pulses between my legs when he calls me that. Shit. I'm drenched.

His lips brush my ear, nipping at my earlobe, sending another shock of need through me. "Do you want me to breed you, Luna?"

My entire body goes up in flames.

Ava, calm down, Selene says, sounding amused. You're going to pass out from sensory overload at

this rate.

You're not helping, I snap back at her, my body bucking involuntarily as Lucas continues his relentless torture, teasing and tormenting me with his fingers. My nipples are pinched and rolled, tugged and fondled, until they're llen and aching for more. "No answer?" he murmurs, nipping at my neck. His hands press against my breasts, squeezing hard, before trailing lower. "What do you want, my sweet little mate?* "I... I want...

I can't finish the sentence. His fingers slip under the waistband of my jeans and under the elastic band of my panties, sliding lower.

Teasing.

Tormenting.

up, panting,

Luna. I need to feel your skin against mine." His voice is ragged,

obey. Because I can't do anything else. I'm putty in his hands, a slave to his

I stand, throwing my shirt to the floor. My hands shake

underwear off before he enine me around

Ava. Under His Control

against my back as he buries his face in my hair, inhaling deeply. "Your scent" he mutters, his voice hoarse.

gripping my hips and pulling me back against the hard length of him. "Please," I breathe,

my shoulder, sending another shock of pleasure through

yes I nod

deep, primal sound. It reverberates through his chest, through me. My entire body is buzzing now, hypersensitive to his every

between

like that, Luna?" He sucks a mark onto my neck, his fingers gliding over my

want to scream it at him, but the words won't come out,

them outside of s. A finger teases the opening of my vagina, making obscene sounds as he

should be disgusting, but it

sound vibrating against my back. "Anything for you, Luna. But I want to hear

of need, desperate for release, for him.

away, leaving me empty, aching. My hands fly to my breasts, trying to relieve some of the

"Not

on your knees and beg your Alpha to breed you, little

words are a match to the tinderbox of my body. When

his lap, hearing a rumble of satisfaction

is that hot? That shouldn't be

out to tug his shirt out of his waistband. He grabs my wrist,

Hungry. Hot. Absolutely feral.

is

to my knees. The floor

as can be, while he's still fully dressed-makes every second