the one

Xander Volkov bundled up more and lowered the Stetson as he went out. He walked down the winding pavement to the mailbox, his face numb from the harsh wind. Winter had just begun and he was already restless. The house was silent, housing only himself and his two brothers, until the next hunting season, when it would fill with customers. For ten years, he guided hunters through the mountains. But now he felt nervous. Dissatisfied. He opened the mailbox and grabbed the envelopes. He was returning home, flipping through the envelopes without interest, when a flash of color caught his eye. He blinked, looking back. There, in the ditch, covered by snow, was a person. Dropping the envelopes, he ran over to her and knelt in the snow. Afraid of what he would find, he grabbed a small shoulder and turned it over. Surprisingly, it was a woman. A beautiful woman. He felt for her pulse, holding his breath until he felt a faint tremor in his neck. He brushed the snow off her face and stroked her blond hair. How did it get here? He picked her up, got up, and walked toward the house. He looked at his pale face, feeling a twinge in his groin. A chill ran through him and he was filled with unfamiliar emotions. Anger, possessiveness, concern, lust outright. His c**k was swelling and his jeans were getting tighter. He was shocked by the discovery that it was her, his wife. He had never reacted so strongly to a woman, and certainly not to one he didn't know, but it didn't matter; your siblings might not feel the same. Anyway, he couldn't let her freeze to death. He would not think of his brothers, until he was sure that he would not die. When he entered the house, Xane raised his head from the sofa, where he was reading. He dropped the book when he saw the woman in Xander's arms. "What the hell is going on?” He demanded, getting up. "I found her outside in the ditch," Xander murmured, examining his brother for his reaction. Xane closed the distance between them and looked at the woman. "She is alive?" "What 's going on?” Zion asked when he entered the room. His expression was impenetrable, a look that had become second nature since he left the army. For the first time in a long time, Xander felt hope. He would give anything to get Zion out of his personal hell, which he lived in. If she were the woman ... Xander returned his attention to the woman in his arms. "I need to warm it up." Go get a hot bath ready while I take off these wet clothes, ”Xander asked. Xane raised an eyebrow. " Are you going to undress her here? " Xander shrugged. "I doubt modesty is important, when you're freezing to death." Xane's eyes grew sad and he moved closer to the woman. He studied her and stroked her cheek. "She's pretty," he snapped. When she looked at Xane, her eyes were bright with multiple emotions: desire, tenderness, and possessiveness. Xander felt triumph. Xane felt the same! " What are they doing?” Zion asked when he returned to the room. " Is the bathroom ready?” Xander asked. Zion nodded and Xander walked quickly past. "Xane will explain," he said animatedly. Xander walked to his room and gently laid him on the bed. He didn't even have a coat. Frowning, he began to remove her wet sweater. It was freezing. When she pulled the sweater over her head, her breath caught. The little bra she was wearing didn't cover much. The second thing she noticed was a large bruise that ruined her porcelain skin. It was the size of her hand. And he had big hands. Did you have some kind of accident? And what was he doing falling into the ditch? He continued his work, removing her damp jeans. As she pulled them off, he clearly saw the dark curls, through her panties. So she was not a natural blonde. Feeling guilty for an instant, he removed both her panties and her bra, leaving her completely naked and looked at her. She didn't think it was possible to get even tougher. Every nerve in her body was on red alert. It would take just one touch and it would explode. She swore fiercely and fought to control her raging hormones. She was unconscious and hurt, and all she could think about was shoving his c**k so deep that it became his forever. He examined her for any injuries. Her skin was cold, but she showed no sign of frostbite. The bathroom shouldn't hurt him. With great care, he lifted her naked body and carried her to the huge bathroom he shared with his brothers. It was the size of a room, with two showers and a jacuzzi bathtub. One wall had four batteries. A hint that one day, there would be a woman to share their lives. The tub was full and he put it in the warm water. She moaned, but didn't open her eyes. He held her, so as not to slip in the tub. She turned around when she heard the door. Zion was there, his eyes darkened. "Xane says it's her." Xander nodded, not knowing what to say. He knew that Zion needed to accept it. Zion looked at the woman, but did not approach. "I'll wait until you're done." I don't want her to wake up to find two men in the bathroom. You could get scared. "I won't be long," Xander said, trying to interpret the shadows in Zion's eyes. Do me a favor and put the clothes in the dryer. Zion shrugged and left the bathroom, silently closing the door behind him. Xander turned his attention to her, to see her open her eyes. Soft brown eyes stared at him in shock and confusion. Later, with fear.