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, controlling,

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

floor. My hands shake as I unbutton my

got my underwear off before he enine me around and

Under His Control

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

back against the hard

pleasure through me. "Please what, Luna? Fill you? Stretch you? Make

nod frantically. "All

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

fingers slip between my

my neck, his fingers gliding over

but the

Tell me what you want." He slides my legs further open, hooking them outside of s. A finger teases the opening

disgusting, but it just makes

for you,

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

hands fly to my breasts,

"Not

knees and beg your Alpha to breed you, little

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

lap, hearing a rumble of

Why is that hot? That

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

Hungry. Hot. Absolutely feral.

is clenched-he's

floor

every move-naked as can be,