The Alpha's Pleasure Box

He threw her over his shoulder and smacked her a*s. "MINE" he growled. "I am NOT an object, you can't just pick me up like some caveman!" She snapped. "Watch me little one. You smell heavenly." "I sincerely doubt that, I just finished with training, I smell like sweat, blood, and dirt." She snapped back.  Although, he smelled like pine trees and a fresh spring rain. s**t. Yep. She's in trouble.   She's not opposed to having a mate, as far as the male species is concerned, this one is by far superior.  She can feel his larger than average muscles ripple underneath Her.  She just doesn't appreciate being dragged around like a rag doll. Buuuuuuttttt if she is going to get dragged around, she's glad it's him. Not that she would admit that. Yet.