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Her eyes widened when she looked out the windows at the cabin. When Rhiannon thought of a cabin in the woods, she thought of a two-room structure with no toilet.

Mars's cabin was lightyears away from her idea of a cabin. It was three stories high and built from oak, steel, and red brick.

Black steel gates swung closed behind them. A large garden in front stretched into the woods that surrounded the cabin. Dozens of golden lights flickered on as James stopped the van. Mars placed a soft kiss on her forehead before he opened the door.

“Are you coming, my love?” he asked her, holding out a hand. Rhiannon hesitated for only a second before taking his hand and following him.

The disturbing dream lingered in her mind as Mars slung his arm loosely around her shoulders. Then they walked up to the front door. The mahogany double doors were opened by an older, plump woman in a neat black dress.

“Mr. Casey,” she said as Mars leaned down to kiss both her cheeks. “It is good to have you back, sir.”

“It is always good to be back, Anita. This is Rhiannon, my fated mate.” Mars introduced them.

Anita’s cheeks reddened, and her eyes became glossy with tears. “Finally, it is so good to hear you have settled down, Mr. Casey. And with such a fine young woman too.”

Rhiannon’s face grew warm, but Anita turned and bustled away into the cabin.

“We’ve set up the first floor of the cabin as you requested, sir,” Anita called over her shoulder. “I also did the second and third floors, just in case you venture upstairs.”

“Of course you did,” Mars replied. “Anita’s been with our family for years. Sheisfamily, actually.”

“My Jackson and I will be down at the lodge if you need anything,” Anita said after she had done another sweep of the first floor.

Now that Anita was satisfied with what she saw, she turned and walked by them. She smiled a twinkling smile, straightening her dress. Then she left through the kitchen door.

“This place is amazing,” Rhiannon breathed as she looked around her.

“And we have it to ourselves all week,” Mars said with a wicked smile before leaning down.

Rhiannon reached up and met his lips with her own. It did not take her long to fall deeply and desperately into the kiss.

* * *

Rhiannon clungonto Mars's back, her nails digging into his skin as he thrust in and out of her.

Her back arched, and only whimpers escaped her. She hadn’t made any coherent noises since the moment Mars slid his hand between her thighs.

Her climax was close, and she wrapped her legs around Mars's waist. He groaned and grunted, the muscles in his legs tightening.

He was close too.

Just then, he reached down between them and placed a finger on her clit. The simple touch sent her over the edge.

It hastened his own climax, and Mars reached his peak inside her as her pussy tightened around his cock.

They collapsed in a mess of sweat and come, their breathing erratic and shallow.

Mars rolled off her, and Rhiannon pushed her hair out of her face. Her mate had a thing for her hair, it seemed. She kept her long hair tied up all the time. But by the end of the day, her hair would be loose.

And it would be wrapped around Mars’s fingers without fail.

“I have a meeting in forty minutes,” Rhiannon murmured, gasping slightly when Mars traced his fingers over her belly.

“Cancel it.” He placed a kiss on her collarbone.

“It’s about the shelter project,” she replied, her voice more serious. Mars kept smiling, but he nodded his understanding.

Rhiannon had perfected the ten-minute shower and hair wash routine in the three days they had been at the cabin. Now she rushed through her routine while Mars headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

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