Groggily she opened her eyes, the large mansion that her best friends now lived in looming in front of her. She’d always loved the home. It was built in wings, each housing a number of Pietr’s extended family, and around the mansion were houses of other families. The main doors opened and Sasha realized that she was in Cirro’s arms, the thick bands of strength supporting her weight as if she was a feather. His chest was firm under her cheek and hand, his heart thumping steadily in a sure rhythm. This close to him something in her changed. Her heart sped up, her blood quickening as it pooled in her lower extremities. Every breath she took brought his scent deeper into her lungs and made her pussy throb with want. She shifted in his arms, uncomfortable with her reaction when this was the first time that Cirro had ever touched her. She clenched her jean clad thighs, trying to fight the throbbing sensation, but it only made it worse. A low, purring sound vibrated around her and she nearly moaned, the sound finding its way to her clit and sliding over her.“Sasha!”
