Assurance (R18)

The moon was at its highest peak. A singular patch of moonlight sheen pierced through the center of the snowy meadow, illuminating the Wisteria Tree just enough to see the silhouettes of the two tangled people at the feet of the ancient tree.

Amid the silence of the enchanted night, a woman's gasping sound penetrated every nook and cranny of the place. If the frozen trees and frost flowers could blush from the erotic noise that filled the night, they would surely turn beet-red.

Legs coiled around Dylan's bare waist, Diana tilted her chin up to breathe. Gasping, her hands clawed the tree trunk behind her for support and reprieve. It was suffocating, the good kind of suffocating. Her emotions were a mess. Torn by the fact that she was at the mercy of her man again and by the irrefutable fact that she felt drawn toward the blue-eyed alpha before her, Diana chose to lose herself after facing a series of life and death situations.

'Just one night,' Diana thought. The vision of the moon be