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He nodded. “Yeah. In the way you hold yourself. That confidence that’s coming forward. She always had such a straight back, you know? Always walked with confidence, even as a young pup.”

“She got that from you, you know.”

His stare searched mine. “You think so?”

I was painfully aware of how close his body heat was to mine. “I know so, actually.”

“Always have to have the last word. It’ll be your downfall, you know.”

“You sound worse than my mother.”

He snickered. “I’m Dean. I’m worse than everyone’s mother.”

I barked with laughter, and goddamnit, it felt good. “Oh, Dean.”

His forehead pressed to mine. “I’m right here with you. You’re not alone, okay?”

I feathered my lips against his. “Dean?”

His body pressed flush to mine. “Yeah?”

He picked up his head and as my stare returned to his, I found myself at a loss for words. I found myself at a loss for control. I saw Clara in his gaze. In the way he smiled softly with the crook of his lips gracing his cheeks with a shadow. His sister had always walked around with that little smirk on her face, and it seemed as if Dean had grown into his. The heat of his body ravaged me, clinging hold and shivering me from head to toe. And as my entire body shook, I couldn’t help myself. Dean had grown into a sexy fucking man, with muscles stretched across his tall stature and that playful look behind his eye always teasing me. Always taunting me. Always daring me to do the next greatest thing. And as his stare danced along my features, I gave into the touch of his body. The caressing of his fingers as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

Before I caught myself, I stood to my tiptoes and captured his lips, feeling him stiffen as a growl stirred deep within his chest.

“Dean,” I moaned softly.

He cupped my cheek with his free hand. “Don’t do something you’re going to regret.”

I closed my eyes. “I could never regret you. Not for a second.”

And without another word spoken, his hand slipped from my cheek to my neck.

Before he wrapped his fingers around my skin and pinned me to the wall with his knee between my thighs.

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DEAN

“Oh, fuck,” Raven gasped.

I’d never be able to resist her. Even as children, I always thought she had been the most beautiful woman in the entire goddamn pack. And now, with her neck seated against my palm and her body ready for me, I pressed my knee between her luscious thighs.

Before crashing my lips to hers.

“Mmmmm, hell yeah,” I growled.

My tongue lapped at the roof of her mouth as she mindlessly parted her lips for me. That pathetic t-shirt she had pulled over her head became nothing but tatters as I gripped it and ripped it from her body. My hands fisted the torn fabric, before casting it off to the side.

And as her hands wandered along my throbbing, aching muscles, I stripped myself of the few pieces of clothing I had managed to conjure upon my body outside.

Before hoisting her against the wall.

“Oh, Dean,” she gasped.

I sank my teeth against her neck. “Tell me now if you want me to stop.”

She shook her head. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

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