Our First Time

Lev opened the door behind Verona while his lips were busy devouring hers, which felt stiff under his kiss. She’s not a good kisser, but Lev didn’t mind. As long as she responded to his touch with uncontrollable passion, it was more than enough.

His other hand embraced her waist and lifted her body up. Verona responded to the lift by jumping and wrapping her legs around his waist, while her hands hung on his shoulders.

Lev took her inside the cabin, not bothering to turn on the lights because his night vision and memory of the cabin were more than enough to guide him to the bed.

The cabin was a large, open room with no partitions, and there was a king-size bed in the corner surrounded by large wooden-framed windows, which revealed views of hills and distant mountain peaks.

Before Lev laid Verona down there, she pulled away and stared at him. Her breath was uneven, and her lips were swollen. She looked incredibly sweet.

“What is it?” Lev asked. His hand moved on her back, slipping bene