When I pushed myself past and around a thick patch of small trees and wrapped my arms around her waist, she let out a guttural scream of joy. We spun for a moment, the momentum too much for us to stop immediately, and I collapsed onto my back with her on my chest before flipping her over and stradd
Damien's P.O.V. I couldn't take my eyes off Charlotte as she spotted the table I had set. The wildflowers had already started drooping, and I winced as she ran her fingers over the petals. As soon as I had started to doubt tonight, I should have canceled my plans and waited until after my next trip
I turned away from her, busying my hands as I prepared dinner. "I can't believe there was a time that I ever questioned your existence. I was determined to find my mate, but there was the briefest moment where I had considered giving up." She looked down at her wine glass, and I watched as she swir
"Mh, I could see that. I bet all the women love to watch you chopping wood and moving their furniture." I sent her a smirk over my shoulder, seeing her pearly white teeth pressing into her plump pink bottom lip. She had watched me chop wood countless times before. Yet the idea of her sitting on a p
Charlie's P.O.V. A soft moan left me as I took a bite of my steak. It was one of the best meals I had had in a long time. Whenever one of the men was in charge of food for the day, we always ate jerky and berries. Occasionally, one of them would treat us to a meal from town, but by the time they b
I would have to do something for him soon to show him how much I cared for him. "It was sweet of your mother to get you that book," I said, hoping to change the subject to put him at ease. Damien had been happy when talking about his mother, and I knew that was a safe topic. "She worried I would k
"Oh," My cry was met by his teeth lightly pinching my nipple, and a rush of pleasure shot straight to my core, making my clit throb with need and excitement. "I love how responsive and loud you are, baby," Damien said, his beard scratching deliciously against my chest as he moved to my other breast
Damien's P.O.V. The following day, I helped Charlotte break down her tent and had her store her belongings in my house. It felt right to see her things there, even if she did stack them in a pile in the corner of the room to keep them out of the way. I was tempted to unpack all of her things just