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.

panting,

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

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

to the floor. My hands shake as I unbutton my jeans, sliding them

before he enine me around and vanke me acainet

Under

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

gripping my hips and pulling me back against the hard

shoulder, sending another shock of pleasure through

nod frantically. "All of

chest, through me. My

fingers slip between my legs

He sucks a mark onto my neck, his fingers gliding

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

legs further open, hooking them outside of s. A finger teases the opening of my vagina,

but it just makes

back. "Anything for you, Luna. But I want

I can barely form words anymore. I'm a mess of need, desperate for

My hands fly to my breasts, trying to relieve some of the

"Not

knees and beg your Alpha to

match to the tinderbox of my body. When he says "breed", desire pools between my

slide off his lap, hearing a rumble of satisfaction as he

that hot? That

of his waistband. He grabs my wrist, and I still, raising

Hungry. Hot. Absolutely feral.

is clenched-he's

knees. The floor

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