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quickly thrust a finger deep inside her, holding there while teasing the hard bud of her sex with his thumb. She muffled a cry at the shock of pleasure that sent through her.
    He leaned in to wet her lips with a soft brush of his tongue, all while his fingers slowly started stroking pleasure into her. “Do you want me to tell you exactly what I’m doing, Ms. Fiore? Or should I simply make you come?”
    Her wolf growled at that, ready to sink her teeth into Lucas and take everything he could dish out, but the human part of her—the tiny rational part still left in the swimming haze of lust—pushed against Lucas’s shoulders hard enough that he finally paused, holding his hand still inside her, not leaving her body, but not racing her toward an orgasm in the coat closet, either.
    “Lucas, god…” she panted.
    “You’re not even close, baby,” he said with a smirk. His hand started moving again, resuming its exquisite torment. “But you can start praying my name if you’d like.”
    She let out a guttural sound of frustration, half a need for him to stop and half a need for him to finish what he started. “Lucas! We can’t just… make out in the coat closet.”
    “Why not?” He tucked his head into the side of her neck and nuzzled his way up to her earlobe. A second finger joining the first inside her, making her squirm and jolt with pleasure. “I’d really like to get you out of that dress. But I’ll take you this way if you’re in a hurry.”
    He nipped along her neck, and she could feel his canines come out and graze her skin. His hand slid faster and faster, his thrusts growing stronger. He kissed his way toward her shoulder and the place where he claimed her the first time. They had re-enacted that first claiming a dozen times, each one just as powerful, just as mind-blowingly hot. The fact that he wanted to do it again, here, against the furs, made her brain cloud with a surge of remembered pleasure. He shifted so his cock pressed hard through his suit and into her side. If she didn’t stop him, he would soon be taking her hard and fast against the wall of fur coats.
    Mia fought through the haze. He was her alpha, and he wanted her. Badly. Saying no went against everything the magic that filled her body commanded. But she wanted more than that—more than hot sex, more than a magical bond.
    She wanted something that wouldn’t have to hide in a closet.
    Mia pushed back on his shoulders again, hard enough to let him know she was serious. “Lucas, stop.”
    He ceased his tasting of her shoulder immediately and raised his head. “What’s wrong?”
    “I just… this is wrong.”
    Lucas eased his hand out of her, thankfully ending the extreme temptation to change her mind and have the sex first, and then the talk. He frowned and kissed her lightly. “I thought you were enjoying it, sweet Mia of mine.”
    That sent a dagger of guilt stabbing through her. Lucas was hot and kind and selfless—a true alpha in every panty-dropping sense. He was everything she could ever want—in a mate or a boyfriend or whatever name she put on him.
    “It’s not that, it’s just…” Her words were tangled, and her thoughts more so. How could she tell him she wanted more… without sounding like what they had wasn’t good enough?
    His frown deepened. “I embarrassed you.” He took her cheeks in his hands. “I’m sorry, my love, but the way those guys were undressing you with their eyes, and you in this dress, I couldn’t help myself—”
    “That’s not it, either.” She shook her head. Well, yes, a little, but not the way he was thinking. “I’ve just had something on my mind.”
    With that, he eased her up out of the crumple of furs and held her gently in his arms. Relief coursed through her body with his touch. He could make her heart pound, make blood race through her body, but nothing compared to simply being held by her alpha. For a moment, it obliterated any other thoughts, and she just rested her