WARNING: Mature, s****l content.
Dahnya’s POV:
Levi carries me all the way home, not even having to shift my weight once, and I don’t bother glancing back at the bonfire or the people staring after us. My mate is all I see. He is powerful, effortlessly carrying me, and it turns me on even more, to the point where I would let him take me here, outside, in the cold snow. Do we still have that blanket, I wonder?
We reach the cabin in record time, and he opens the door with one hand. “Sweetheart, I am going to take you upstairs, okay?” I plant my lips on his neck and exhale as I nod. He reacts instantly, kicking off his shoes and quickening his pace up the stairs. His scent seems stronger now, mixed with the smoke from the bonfire. An intoxicating blend of dense forest trees and smokey fla
