IRIS POV:His mouth hovered a breath from mine, close enough that I could feel the heat of him. My pulse hammered in my throat, loud enough that I was sure he could hear it.Then he closed the last inch with a kiss.He kissed me slowly like he was giving me one final chance to pull back. I didn’t. My hands went to the front of his dark shirt. He made a low sound in his throat, raw and hungry, and suddenly, the carefulness vanished.He kissed violence wrapped. His tongue slid against mine, claiming in long, deep strokes that made my knees soften. One of his hands cupped the back of my neck, as his thumb pressed just under my jaw, tilting my head exactly where he wanted it.The other slid to my waist, pulling me flush against him until I could feel every hard line of his body.I gasped into his mouth when his palm slid lower, cupping the curve of my ass through the trousers, squeezing once, possessively. Heat pooled low in my belly. My wolf stirred, restless, approving.He broke the kis
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