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I shake my head, smiling. "No, not at all. It's just a lot to take in."
He takes the plate Derek had given me, setting it carefully on the bench beside us. "Well, let's see if we can't make you feel more comfortable," he says, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
His fingers pick up a slice of ripe peach, glistening under the soft glow of the moonlight. He brings it to my lips, and I part them willingly, my eyes locked on his as I take a bite. The sweet juice bursts across my tongue, the taste mingling with the heady anticipation of what's to come.
"Good?" Lucas asks, his voice low and husky.
I nod, swallowing. "Delicious. I didn't realize how hungry I was."
Lucas feeds me another piece, his thumb gently wiping away a droplet of juice that clings to my lip. "You know," he says softly, "I've been wanting to do this all night."
"Feed me fruit?" I tease, trying to lighten the suddenly charged atmosphere.
He chuckles, shaking his head. "No, this."
His mouth claims mine with a hunger that leaves me breathless, the taste of peaches still lingering between us. When we part, I'm panting slightly, my heart racing.
"Lucas," I whisper, not sure what I'm asking for.
He rests his forehead against mine, his breath warm on my face. "I know, Sarah. Believe me, I know. Having you here, with my pack... it's taking all my control not to..."
"Not to what?" I prompt, curiosity and desire warring within me.
He pulls back slightly, his eyes intense as they meet mine. "Not to claim you fully as my mate, right here and now."
The words send a jolt of heat through my body. "Oh," I breathe.
Lucas seems to sense my inner conflict. He takes a deep breath, visibly reining himself in. His hand comes up to cup my cheek, his touch infinitely gentle despite the passion I can see simmering in his eyes.
"We should head back," he says softly, though I can hear the reluctance in his voice. "It's getting late, and I don't trust myself to behave if we stay out here much longer."
I nod, both relieved and disappointed. As we stand, Lucas pulls me close for one more searing kiss before we rejoin the others, only to find that people have begun to say their goodbyes.
"Ready to get out of here?" he asks.
I nod, my breath hitching as he pulls me closer, the heat of his body searing into mine.
We make our rounds, saying our own goodbyes. I'm hyperaware of Lucas's presence, his hand on my lower back sending sparks through my body with each touch.
As we walk to my car, the tension between us is palpable. Lucas's eyes are dark with desire, his jaw clenched as if he's fighting for control.
"I'm glad you came tonight, Sarah," he says, his voice low and intimate. "Having you here, seeing you with my friends... it means more to me than I can express."
I squeeze his hand. "I'm glad I came too.”
He growls, continuing. "Seeing you with my pack, it does things to me, Sarah. Makes me want to stake my claim."
His words send a jolt of heat straight to my core. "Lucas," I breathe, all the fire from earlier roaring back through my body.
We reach my car, and Lucas turns to face me, his eyes dark and intense in the dim light of the street lamps. Suddenly, his hands are on my waist, pressing me against the car. His mouth claims mine in a kiss that's far from gentle – it's demanding, passionate, almost desperate in its intensity. I gasp against hislips, my hands flying up to tangle in his hair as I match his fervor.
His body presses against mine, pinning me to the cool metal of the car. I can feel the heat of him, the hard planes of his chest, the unmistakable evidence of his desire. When we finally break apart, we're both breathing heavily.
"Lucas," I pant, my voice breathy and unsteady.
He rests his forehead against mine, his breath hot on my face. "This is what you do to me, Sarah," he growls, his voice rough with need. "Every moment I'm with you, it takes all my control not to claim you fully."
The raw honesty in his words, the desire evident in every line of his body, leaves me dizzy with want. "Sorry?" I manage to say.
