I heard the quiet snick of his fangs before he groaned and let go of my breast to capture my hands in his. When I glanced up, his eyes were wild, silver swirling wildly in his irises. “Stop, my love. Please.”
Drawing up into a sitting position, I waited quietly. Lucas lay back against the grass; his eyes closed and raised his arms over his face while he endeavored to compose himself. He took a deep breath, then a second, before he opened his eyes to gaze at me. He cursed softly. “My apologies, my love. As much as I yearn for this, I still struggle with control when I"m so close to you.”
I smiled, hoping to offer him some encouragement. “You"re getting better.”
Lucas sighed. “Not enough to risk going further with you.”
“It will happen, in time. You just have to be patient.”
He laughed
