Tangled in Moonlight: Unshifted novel Chapter 467

Chapter 467: Lisa: It’s All About Kellan

LISA

I lean down, ready to whisper something snarky, but Kellan’s hand finally releases the bed rail. It shoots up, tangling in my hair at the nape of my neck, and yanks me the rest of the way down. His mouth crashes against mine—hot, demanding, hungry. The kiss is all teeth and tongue and desperation.

My gasp disappears into his mouth. His teeth catch my lower lip, just this side of too rough, and a bolt of heat rips straight through me. My nipples ache, tight and throbbing against the fabric of my bra, and my skin buzzes like it’s desperate to be touched.

When he lets me go, we’re both panting. His eyes burn gold—wolf eyes—and his hungry, territorial look sends a fresh rush of heat between my legs.

I shift down his body, ready to finish what I started, but his fingers wrap around my arm—surprisingly gentle.

"Not like that," he says roughly.

I blink up at him.

"I want to come inside you." His gaze never wavers as one hand slides up my thigh, slow and claiming. "Not your mouth this time, baby. I want your pussy. I want to fill you."

The words hit me low and hard. My whole body clenches with want. Kellan isn’t normally so... dirty.

He’s more suggestive and primally there, with his brooding, sexy presence. Not like this.

I like it.

"You sure?" I ask, glancing at his injuries.

"Never been more sure of anything."

Normally, I’d roll my eyes at that. But desperate Kellan? Turns out he’s my type.

I climb over him carefully, straddling his hips. The thin hospital gown’s bunched around his waist, leaving him fully exposed. I’m still in my underwear, and when I lower onto him, my soaked panties pressed against the length of him, he groans in frustration.

"Off," he growls, and I chuckle.

I wiggle out of them without leaving my position. His cock drags against my folds as I settle again, and we both inhale sharply.

"Go slow," he breathes, one hand guiding my hip, the other positioning himself. "I want to feel every inch."

I rise up, bracing my palms on either side of his shoulders, careful not to press into the bandages. The blunt head of him nudges against my entrance, and I lower—slowly, so slowly.

He stretches me open, inch by glorious inch.

My breath stutters. His groan could split the ceiling tiles.

My thighs tremble from the stretch and restraint. I can feel every throb of him, every twitch of my own body adjusting around his thickness. When I finally bottom out, fully seated, we both stop—panting.

My nipples are painfully hard, untouched and aching, but I don’t chase my own pleasure yet. I focus on him—on the way his jaw tightens, on the ragged edge of his breath, on the golden haze in his eyes.

"Holy fuck," I whisper.

His voice breaks through gritted teeth. "So fucking tight."

And then, "Ride me."

The words hit like a command and a plea all at once.

I move—just a shallow roll of my hips to start. The friction makes my whole body hum. His breath catches. He still hasn’t touched me—his hands clamp tight on the rails, arms straining, knuckles white.

I find a rhythm, grinding slow, deep. Each drag sends sparks licking up my spine. His eyes never leave mine.

"You’re perfect," he whispers. "Mine."

The word sends a pulse through my core.

I speed up, moving in slow, deliberate circles. Every motion drags him along nerves that make my thighs quiver.

"Want everyone to smell you on me," he grits out. "Want them to know." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

God damn. Dirty talk Kellan needs to come standard.

That voice—wrecked and reverent—is my undoing.

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