Vika's POV
My heart nearly exploded in my chest when Asher kissed me.
I'd seen his intention before he'd acted, and I had no desire to stop him or pull away.
His lips were hot against mine. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Knowing he was my mate, lying on the ground with Asher, kissing him, was I dreaming? 'If I am, please, my Moon Goddess, please don't let anyone wake me up.'
When our lips parted, I let out a long sigh.
"It's you! My sweet waterbag in the dream." He gave me another peck on my lips and nodded. "That's it. Sweet and soft."
"You remember it." Holding my excitement, I kissed his sexy lips again and smirked. "It's hot and dry, my prince."
Asher stared at my face with his gorgeous eyes. It seemed his every eyelash was conveying tenderness to me. "Sor
