I can’t read further. I need to let this settle a bit. Maybe that’s why I keep having these dreams, I wonder if my wolf is trying to help me puzzle all this crazy together. Look up from the book and look at Damian. He looks straight at me. His look is ever so slightly worried. He cups my face into his hands and strokes my cheeks. I put my hands on his. I lean into his touch and close my eyes. Breathing in slowly and steady, a single tear runs down my cheeks until it drops down to the floor. I can feel his warmth, his breathing quickens. Feel his warm breath on my skin as he runs his fingers down my neck. It makes me shiver as his touch sends little shocks over my skin and I get goosebumps. He runs his finders down slowly over my breast and I feel heat growing inside of me. A small groan es
