Grayson took a deep breath when she stepped closer, breathing in her scent.  His eyes narrowed slightly when she spoke, her words having a distinct and rather visceral effect on him.  Some of his anger faded, but rational thought was nowhere in evidence as he stepped into her, the broad expanse of his chest flattening her against the side of the cabin again, though this time there was no threat of violence involved.<br/><br/>Leaning down he breathed deeply again, his breath warm against the exposed side of her neck.  He couldn't quite control the urge to dominate, his teeth closing firmly around the tendon in her neck, her pulse beating against his tongue as he bit down just hard enough to let her feel it, but not hard enough to break the skin.  A low, lazy growl accompanied his claim, a small warning that she had better be sure this was what she wanted, because there was no going back if he didn't walk away in the next few minutes.<br/><br/>Releasing his hold on her he forced himself to step back again, but her scent lingered, taunting him.  The heat of her body clinging to him for a long moment before the cool night air stripped it away.<br/><br/>"Do you have any idea what you're doing?" he growled the question, his honor demanding it even if his body wanted him to shut the fuck up and take her.<br/>