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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.

burning up, panting,

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

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

the floor. My

underwear off before he enine me around and vanke me acainet

Ava. Under His Control

is warm against my back as he buries his face in my hair, inhaling deeply. "Your scent" he

and pulling me back against the hard length of him. "Please," I

another shock of pleasure through me. "Please what, Luna? Fill you? Stretch you?

I nod frantically.

through his chest, through me. My entire body is buzzing now, hypersensitive to his

slip between my

mark onto my

at him, but the words won't come

legs further open, hooking them outside of s. A finger teases

should be disgusting, but it just makes me shake

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

mess of need,

My hands fly to my breasts, trying to

"Not

knees and

if his words are a match to the tinderbox of my body. When he says "breed", desire pools between my legs, soaking the thin

hearing a rumble of satisfaction as he slaps

hot?

waistband. He grabs

Hungry. Hot. Absolutely feral.

way his jaw is clenched-he's

knees. The floor is cold, but my

can be, while