"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!"
