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16 “You don’t want me to touch you?”
Deni I step back to let Haven into my room. His scent fills the space as if he wants to dominate me even here….to stake his claim in a way that will have me quaking in my shoes. I wonder if he knows what he’s doing to me. I doubt it even though he apologised for touching me like that…like I’m his. My lips sink into my bottom lip, because a part of me that I know I need to ignore even though is so hard to do, craves him. And my wolf clamours for his dominance, that small taste of it in the barn had driven him crazy – he wanted nothing but to roll to his back and expose his belly to him. To my wolf Haven’s wolf is the perfect mate. I take a breath as he goes to sit on my bed. Shit…maybe he shouldn’t sit there. I cringe knowing that he is going to leave his scent there, and it’s
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