Chapter 63

Dante's gaze was helplessly drawn to her tempting mouth as she chewed. Images of those lips around his cock flashed through his mind, making his wolf growl inside his head. Then his entire body clenched as she sucked the dribbles of strawberry from the tips of her fingers. Well, fuck. What made the whole thing even more of a turn-on was that she had no idea she was being watched by every male in the room. She was innocently and unknowingly provocative. Of course, Dante would want her, but it was still difficult to get him to take a spitfire for a mate. He was too controlling to mate with a strong-willed woman.