Filed to story: Tangled in Moonlight Unshifted Novel by Lenaleia
“Yours,” I whisper, arching my head back and thrusting my neck further into his grasp. His fingers tighten for a moment, making me shudder beneath his grasp.
“Mine,” he growls again, and I whimper as he thrusts into me, filling me with a harsh, primal need that matches my own.
I can’t think beyond raw, blazing pleasure, like fire raging beneath my skin. The way he holds onto my throat, the way into the tender skin of my hipsit makes me ache his other hand d for his mark. His bite.
For the pain and pleasure.
I need it.
wa. Marked
I want to be his in every sense of the word. I want him to dominate meto take what’s his. I can’t speak, I can barely breathe as our bodies merge and my desire burns hotter than ever before.
I love the possessive way he holds me, the way he growls against my neck as our bodies find a brutal rhythm. His thrusts are hungry and desperate, just like mine. He fills me, stretches me, sears every inch of my body with his need.
I can feel his teeth graze my neck again, a promise of what’s to come. “Ava,” he grunts, his voice raw, and I know he’s struggling to hold back. “I needfuck, I need to=”
I can barely hear him through the blood pounding in my ears, through the exhilarating joy of the bond that’s screaming for him to mark me. “Please, Lucas. Please. Take me. Make me yours.”
His body tenses above me, every muscle strained as his control snaps. With a low, guttural snarl, his teeth sink into my neck, claiming me as his mate.
It’s blindingthe pleasure and pain merge into something indescribable. I can feel his teeth dragging across my flesh, the searing fire of his mark, the way it burns.
My back arches off the bed, my body trembling, every nerve screaming, and it feels like I’m flying apart. His name tears from my throat as the world shatters and reforms around us. I’m drowning in sensation, in the bond that’s crying out for completion.
In our bond. finally whole.
It’s not just lust and desire anymoreit’s a deep, unbreakable link. Our souls are intertwined, and I can feel him as surely as I feel myself. The emptiness in my head shatters as the warmth of his presence intrudes.
And something else. The faint sense of something missing finally returning. A voice I don’t recognize, but unmistakable in its source.
His wolf surges forward with a deep growl, and I can feel his golden eyes in my head as Lucas slams into me again, pleasure coming now from both mind and body.
Mate, his wolf rumbles, and I cry out.
I can’t even think as he pushes me further and further, the primal need taking over as the pieces. of our bond settle into place. It’s like the world explodes around us, my back arching as I cry out his name.
I don’t even realize tears cover my face until he spins me around, wrapping holding me tight as I sob into his chest.
Everything is just… too much.
My mind and heart are too full.
Lucas strokes my hair, soft whispers I can’t quite decipher pouring out of him. I can feel our combined presence still reeling from what just happened, a whole new depth added to our bond. as I breathe in his warmth.
I feel so exposed and vulnerable, but I don’t want him to let go. I need his touch, his scent, his closeness.
His wolf is right there too, warm in my mind, nuzzling against us both. I can feel his adoration. and love, and it sends another burst of warmth through me.
Mine, his wolf says, his voice deep and rumbling. My mate.
A new presence in my mind finally completes that last bit of us, soothing the overstimulation of this new bond, sliding in with a curious atmosphere.
Ava? Selene’s voice has my heart flipping with joy. I see you’ve finalized the bond.
Lucas goes stiff. “That voiceis that your wolf?”
“Selene. Yes.”
Glad I didn’t get here a few moments ago, Selene mutters. That would have been awkward.
A laugh bubbles up in my chest. Are you almost here?
Almost. Soon. She sounds annoyed, and I can distinctly sense Lucas’ wolf trying to get her attention.
The presence is fading, and I smile at Lucas. His wolf isn’t gone. The relief I feel is overwhelming.
“I wonder where mine is, Lucas says, making the smile freeze on my face.
“Where your what is?”
“My wolf.”
He shifts to sit against the head of the bed, pulling me more comfortably into his lap as he strokes my hair.
“You can’t hear him?” He was just talking in my head, though. I heard him. He was there.
“No. He’s gone.”
“But-” I try reaching in my head, but his wolf’s presence has faded. Selene, can you sense him?
Of course. He won’t stop bothering me now. She sounds resigned.
Lucas can’t hear him.
So I’m hearing.
“Can you still hear Selene?”
He shakes his head. “No. It was just for a moment. Everything’s quiet again in my head.”
I’ll be there soon, Ava. Just make sure you’re both dressed when I get there.
Sister Miriam doesn’t accompany Selencthank God, because while I convinced Lucas to get dressed, the room smells like sex and pheromones.
The heat beneath my skin has dissipated, though. I’m not sure if that’s normal, or if there’s worse to come. Either way, with my neck marked by Lucas, at least I’m no longer a danger to the other shifters. My pheromones should only affect my mate now.
The relief from that knowledge has my shoulders so much lighter; I hadn’t realized how stressed the thought of heat made me all this time.
Seeing Selene’s silver husky form slip through the door, my heart is full near to bursting. Her presence in my mind is great, but her physical presence eases something inside of me.
Selene’s lost a little weight. The pristine white of her fur is dulled with what seems to be flecks of dried mud. But her bright blue eyes are sparkling with joy as she bounds forward, vaulting into the bed to roll and wiggle her body against the both of us.
It’s my first time seeing her give Lucas affection, but he doesn’t seem surprised at all, even lifting his hand to rub her ears and give her a sweet little hug.
What happened between them when I was gone?
He’s not so bad when you get to know him.
Selene’s nonchalant words has my eyes narrowing. Not so bad? Get to know him?
“Who are you, and what did you do with my wolf?”
Don’t be impertinent. Selene snorts in my direction, wiggling further into Lucas’ lap and headbutting him until he scratches behind her ears. He gives good ear scratches. You should ask for some.
Yeah, I’ll get right on that.
Well, I suppose you have other things you’d prefer he scratch.
“Selene!”
She sneezes in my direction, tail thumping as Lucas rubs across her fur with vigorous affection, looking for all the world like the queen of huskies accepting the attention that’s her due.
“When did you guys start getting along so well?” Not sure if I’m jealous or not, I watch Lucas with a distinctly sulky feeling. I want them to get along1 dobut Selene’s my wolf, isn’t she? “Did we not get along well before? Lucas seems surprised as Selene licks his hand, flicking her ear at me.
“She hated you.
“Well, she likes me now.”
The distinctly smug feeling emanating from Selene feels almost like a challenge.
I worked hard nun keerine him alive for you wou know