Lucas The second we step into the bar, I let out a long-ass sigh of relief. Finally, some breathing room away from all the party chaos and… Aria. Not that she was chaos, but the look she gave me earlier when I told her I was horny and bailed? Yeah, my wolf’s been pacing ever since. That tiny flick
Aria The moment Lucas steps closer, I smell it. The scent of another woman clings to him, and my stomach twists so hard it feels like I’m being stabbed. My wolf growls, and I clutch my stomach, trying to stop the pain. “Aria, are you okay?” His voice is softer than usual, which only pisses me of
“Don’t get lost, princess,” Mia teases, but I’m already walking away, trying to ignore the fact that I can still feel Lucas’s eyes on me. I spot Vanessa and her plastic posse as soon as I walk into the refreshment area. They’re in their obnoxious cheerleading outfits, acting like they own the plac
Aria "Who would’ve thought a cruise ship had a whole-ass salon?" Lily’s jaw is practically on the floor as she gawks at the sparkly sign of the salon. "I swear, it’s magnificent." I nod, pretending not to feel my bank account screaming. But then reality hits. "But, uh, guys... this salon looks hel
Aria For a moment, I froze. My brain short-circuits as I process what’s happening. Lucas? Here? What the actual hell. Jay’s still busy trailing kisses along my neck like a horny bee, but all I can think about is the storm brewing in Lucas’s eyes as he marches toward us. “What’s this?” His vo
Aria “Alpha!” I gasp, but he silences me with a finger sliding between my wet folds. My body betrays me, a moan escaping as he pumps slowly, torturously. I'm on cloud nine. “Fuck…. don't stop.” “What was that you said?” His voice is a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine. “That your body
Aria Lucas studies me for a moment, his frown deepening. “I’ll give you some time to think about it.” Time? What for? I’ve already made up my mind, apparently in record-breaking poor judgment. "I don't need to think about it. Let’s do it," I say confidently, crossing my arms. "And no, you don’t
Lucas We step into the rink, and I’ve got my hockey stick in one hand and a head full of thoughts about Aria. Yeah, her. The girl who just told me she’s fine with being my fuck mate. Like, does she really mean that? Because if she does, damn, I’m in trouble. I can still feel her wetness on my fing
Aria Lucas doesn’t even acknowledge the man…just walks straight ahead, leading me to a table. He pulls out a chair for me. "Sit, baby." My heart flutters. He’s being such a fucking gentleman, and it’s wrecking me. "Thank you, baby." I sit, and he takes his seat across from me, picking up the
Aria Butterflies swim in my stomach as I pull a glistening silver gown from the bag. My mouth fucking drops open. "Holy shit." I run my fingers over the fabric, eyes wide. "This is so fucking beautiful." Lucas smirks, arms crossed, clearly pleased with himself. "Glad you love it, baby. Look i
She glares at me. "Lucas…" I grip her chin, tilting her face up. "I mean it, Aria." "You have nothing to worry about. I don’t give a shit about Mark." Mark? That’s his name? I shake my head, scowling. "I don’t even wanna hear you say his name." Aria rolls her eyes. "See you later." She presses
Lucas I cannot believe what the fuck I’m looking at. The same dumbass who bumped into Aria earlier is now standing in front of her, holding out a flower like he’s in some fucking dating show. My wolf is already losing his shit, growling in my head, begging me to rip this bastard apart. And hone
I smirk. "Really?" His lips twitch. "Yes, baby." Then his face turns serious. "I’ve decided to go see him, though. This weekend." I blink. Then stare. Then blink again. "Wait, for real?" "For real." My heart swells. "Really?" Lucas nods, his thumb brushing against my wrist. "Yeah." "That’s gr
Aria My whole body is on fire. My bones? Fucking stiff. But at least I’m satisfied. Finally, I’m not gonna be a horny mess anymore. Lucas and I just finished destroying the private locker room’s shower. And yeah, we actually showered after. He got dressed first, then went out to grab my clothes f
Aria "You look so beautiful, just waiting here... ass out, pussy dripping wet for me." Lucas’s voice comes from behind me, dark and thick with need. I fucking whimper. I’m losing it. My body is a live wire, sparking with need. I need him now, need him inside me, and the fact that he’s just st
Aria I expect him to move right away, to just take what he wants. But the bastard stands there, probably watching my pussy drip for him, soaking wet and desperate. Every second of waiting makes my pussy throb harder, clenching around nothing. Finally, he steps forward, pressing up behind me. His
Aria. "What… do you mean? I was exercising," I say, trying to keep my voice steady, but my heart is slamming against my ribs. Lucas huffs out a laugh, low and dark. "Exercising? Dressed like this?" His gaze drops right to my tits, lingering on the way my sports bra barely contains them. His eyes f