Chapter 135: Dog
"Stop being such a horn dog!" she said, though her giggles betrayed her scolding.
"Too late. Bone’s already summoned," he took her hand and placed it on his hard on.
Ava turned to face him fully, her hands on his chest, biting her lip to stifle a laugh. "You’re the worst."
Lucas kissed her with a hunger that had been simmering all night, one hand tangled in her hair, the other gripping her butt. His groan was low, the sound of a man who had been barely holding it together while watching his mate tease him senseless on the dance floor. He wasn’t going to make it home, that much was clear. He needed her now.
His eyes burned with mischief and unfiltered desire as he grabbed her hand with a possessive kind of urgency. "Come on!"
Ava stumbled behind him, laughing breathlessly, caught somewhere between scandalized and turned on. "Lucas! The party was thrown in my honor! I can’t just leave in the middle of it!"
Lucas didn’t slow down, weaving her through the crowd. "They’ll barely notice your absence. I, on the other hand..." He opened a side door and ushered her into a hallway with rows of doors. He selected the room reserved for the alpha and opened the door. His eyes darkened as he closed the door behind them. "I’m in desperate need of your presence, your very naked presence."
Before she could argue or sass him with some witty comeback, he crushed his mouth against hers, silencing her with raw affection. His kiss was possessive, an Alpha’s claim spoken through touch and need. Ava melted into it, her fingers tangling in the collar of his shirt, trying to remember what her argument even was.
Lucas walked her backwards until the back of her knees hit the bed. He gently pushed her to sit, then leaned over her, his body a firm wall of strength and warmth as he hovered just inches above her.