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I deepen the kiss, breathing her deep into my lungs.

God. I can’t get enough of this woman.

When I turn her into my arms, I don’t break the kiss.

Not even when I lift her and carry her to the bed.

Our mouths are still feasting when I stretch her out on the small mattress below me.

Her hands are trembling as she frames my face, skims my neck, glides her hands down to wrap around my shoulders.

I slip my hand into her hair, tilting her head back so I can explore the sexy lines of her neck. “Love seeing my mark on you, beautiful. I want everyone to know you’re mine.”

She shifts below me, closing her eyes. But not before I catch the sheen riding on her lashes.

“Oh, Lucas…”

There’s so much wrapped up in those two words. More than I can decipher.

I don’t have the skills yet, but I will. I never fail at something I want to do.

And now, after these last twenty-four hours with Camile, I know I want something more. Something real with someone that sees me for who I am.

Her breath stutters as I graze my teeth along her neck. “Fuck, I just want to eat you.”

I lower my mouth to her neck, gliding my tongue and lips over her skin as I slide my hand down her body, cupping her ass, lifting her to me.

When I grind her against my thickening erection, her fingers dig into my shoulders.

She’s watching me when I pull back. Her gaze follows my hands as I pull my shirt off over my head.

A tear slides down her cheek as I undress her.

“You good?”

“I will be…”

I kiss her again. “Talk to me, baby.”

“Just take me, Lucas. I need you one more time.”

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A skip in my heartbeat follows my plea and slip-up.

One more time.

Damn.Dammit.Now I’ve ruined what might be our last alone time together.

Beast stills above me. A storm of emotion wells up in him with the ferocity of a cyclone.

The stoic lines of his face don’t betray his emotion. Or the intensity of his eyes. It’s in the way his breathing changes. A sharp inhale. A pained exhale. “This is the last time I get to have you, isn’t it?”

For a heartbeat, an agonizing thought sears through me.Am I wrong about walking away?

Nothing good has ever happened for me. Why would my luck change now? Could the stars be lined up for us?

No.