Filed to story: Tangled in Moonlight Unshifted Novel by Lenaleia
It’s just stimulation. My body doesn’t know any better.
But it still makes me feel gross and tainted.
“Fucking wolves,” he mutters, and I grit my teeth, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the humiliation to end. Even as he’s trying to scoop out every last bit of Bren from my vagina, he drops winter’s breath kisses against my thigh.
Suspecting nothing, I try to ignore the sensation of icicle lips.
Until he bite me.
My entire body folds in on itself as I yell in shock, trying my damnedest to get away.
His fangs are like acid burning my skin, and I try to slap his head away, kicking at him with all the force I can muster, even as my screams tear my throat apart.
But he’s impervious to each strike, shoving his fangs in deeper.
The pain ebbs as a weird, traitorous fire slides through me, a desperate need. He suckles there, in long, deep pulls.
I hope he doesn’t leave a hickey, I think for a moment, a hysterical giggle bubbling up, before artificial desire hazes my thoughts. It’s like a drug that makes its way through, leaving my body soft and pliable beneath him. Every part of me yearns for more of this connection between us, of that space where we’re connected, where my blood flows into his mouth.
Intrusive fingers are now inviting, and the hands I’d used to hit are now tangled into his long hair, pulling his face closer to my thigh.
But then he stops, pulling away from my leg, long before I can reach the peak of desire.
I’ve stopped screaming. I think I might have even been moaning.
That dirty feeling persists.
This is wrong.
“Please stop,” I whisper, and he laughs as he leans over me, a manic look in his eyes and a crazed smile curving his lips. Blood drips from his mouth, a crimson trail snaking down to his skin.
My blood.
“Hush, kitten. I don’t want to lose you yet.” He grabs my face once again, holding me still as he drops a gentle kiss against my lips.
The relief I feel as his fingers disappear from between my legs-
Thank God.
He’s done.
“You aren’t ready yet, kitten. But you will be. You’ll be mine, just like she will be.”
No, I fucking won’t.
But that spot on my thigh burns and aches, wanting him to return.
Humans have no place with these supernatural creatures. Wolves. Vampires. How the fuck am I supposed to fight against him when he can cause my body to betray me?
“Ava?”
Disoriented after returning to Lisa’s apartment, I can only blink as Lucas steps inside, looking concerned.
“Hi.” The greeting feels stilted, but I’m still regaining my bearings.
There’s something about Sister Miriam’s talk about payment that bothers my mind, trying to pry loose some memory but I shove it aside, needing to focus on the man in front of me.
It’s dark in the apartment, but the TV is still going. Selene shakes herself before heading to the couch, leaving me with the soft impression of her presenc
“You didn’t answer your phone,” Lucas explains, looking a little awkward as he stands there in the doorway.
“I didn’t hear it.” Now that he’s in front of me, the idea of telling him everything… Is a lot harder.
It isn’t that I don’t want to, but that it’s just how do you even approach this kind of conversation? Especially knowing how much responsibility weighs on his shoulders.
But leaving him in the dark isn’t an option.
“I brought dinner.” But his hands are empty, which he only seems to realize at this moment. “Shit. I left it in the car.”
“I’m not hungry,” I’m quick to assure him, my stomach curdling at the thought of even adding a single sip of water to it. “You can get it if you’re hungry though. And eat here.”
“I’m not hungry, either”
When Lucas continues to stand there like an awkward teenager, my lips twitch.
“Come in.” I’m the one to step toward him, grabbing his hand.
He slides his fingers between mine immediately, grasping on like he never wants to let go.
How did I ever doubt this man?
There were reasons, Selene mutters in the back of my head. But I don’t think they matter to you anymore.
He follows me to the couch like a puppy, and I have to stifle a laugh when he stands there, not sure where to sit.
Tugging him down beside me, I let our linked hands fall between us. Selene scoots into the corner of the couch with a little.
sideeye, but she gives a slight tail wag to Lucas when he glances in her direction.
“Are you doing okay?”
“Not at all,” I answer cheerfully, and my eyes widen at the blunt honestly coming out of my mouth.
Lucas watches me with concern. Probably because of how happy I sound while admitting to not doing well.
I’d be concerned, too. Hell, I am concerned.
The food, Selene reminds me, and I stiffen.
Shit.
I can’t speak any untruths when I’ve eaten Fae food. Isn’t that what
Sister Miriam said?
“What’s wrong?” he asks, and I groan internally even as my mouth takes off without permission.
“I’m feeling horribly guilty over Lisa being kidnapped, because it’s my fault. I talked to Sister Miriam behind your back, and didn’t tell you everything. I hav
Lucas presses his hand over my mouth, his eyes narrowing as he yanks his hand out of mine. The force of his glare is intense, causing my heart to thum
“Who the fuck are you? Where’s Ava?”
“I’m Ava,” I try to say, but his hand muffles the words.
I tap at his hand, and he loosens his grip on my face just a little.
“I’m Ava,” I say again.
He shakes his head. “No. Ava doesn’t talk like this. She doesn’t trust me enough to share her secrets. Who are you? What did you do to her?”
There’s a low growl to his words, and Selene air snaps in his direction, her hackles up.
“It’s me,” I sigh. “I’m not talking like this out of my own will. I am, for the time being, unable to lie.” Scowling, I smack his hand away. “Which apparently m
The fury in his face fades to confusion. “How is this-
“It’s possible because Sister Miriam apparently has a thing for feeding Fae food to people. Don’t ask me what Fae food is, because
I don’t know. She already told me off for eating food she gave me without being more suspicious. Stop looking at me like that; it’s making me feel stupid.
“Sorry.”