Page 115 of Love Unspoken

Her eyes darkened in anger. "You, asshole. How dare you?

A low, feral sound escaped me as I backed her up against the wall of our hiding place, my body pinning hers in place.

"I dare because you're fucking mine."

"Oh, my God, you're delusional." She pushed against me in vain. "Go back to your girlfriend, Lucas, the one you've been panting over for years while you've been using me to warm your bed."

"Tesoro, you weren't warming my bed; you were setting it on fire."

I was aroused beyond reason. My cock was thickening, enjoying being back in its favorite place, nestled into the notch between Amara's delectable thighs.

I stroked the pulse, thrumming at her neck with a free hand.

"Do you miss having me inside you, Tesoro?"

She gasped in outrage. "No! Because Jax is a very skilled lover and⁠—"

"Shut up," I raged and ground into her. "You don't talk about another man with me."

"But you can be with another woman around me?" Her eyes filled with tears and cracked my heart open. "You said you loved her. You said you never loved me. Stop this now, Lucas. You're only doing this because…."

"Because what?" I lay my cheek next to hers, enjoying the contact, sandpaper against silk.

"This is some sort of game for you, isn't it? Some old game you have with Jax."

I raised my hand and looked at her, bewildered. Is that what she thought?

"What? No. I want you."

"Well, Lucas, I don't want you."

I looked at her heaving breasts. "Are your nipples hard, Tesoro? Are you wet?"

She tried to get away from me again, but I was too far gone. My error dominos had a life of their own. I felt reckless because I was feeling alive for the first time since she'd walked out of my life.

I cupped her breasts, and she moaned softly, her head falling back limply.

"Stop," she whimpered. "Stop using me, Lucas."

I stilled at her words.

It took some doing because my body wanted inside her so fucking badly. I wanted to taste her. I could feel her arousal. Smell it. I wanted her.

Finally, I let go of her, groaning at the effort. "I'm not using you, Amara."

"That's all you've ever done." Tears rolled down her cheeks, and I hated that I'd hurt her again. I seemed to keep hurting this beautiful and kind woman.

"No, baby. No. Don't think that. What we had was real."

She sniffled and gave me a sad smile. "Had being the operative word. I won't make the mistake of letting Shelby or anyone else goad me into spending time with you again."

"Amara," I whispered.

"We're over, and I won't be some pawn between you and Jax as I was between you and Kath."

"You were never⁠—"

"Don't come near me again, please. I told you I'm hurting, and when I'm around you, it hurts more. You say you cared about me—so, show me how much you cared and stay away from me."