The Caveman’s Virgin

From that first time Abel saw her there was no doubt in his mind that she would be his. This sweet little virgin stuck in a storm, soaking wet and cold, and no one but him for miles.

With the storm raging outside his cabin and both of them trapped inside, he didn’t know how much self-control he could have around her. It was that moment when he first saw her that he knew he couldn’t let her go, that Shea was meant to be his in all ways. He just had to convince her to stay, that living off-grid with a caveman was exactly where she was supposed to be.

Shea should have been afraid of the stranger who showed up at the exact time she needed help. He was big and muscular with a mountain man vibe going on. The way he looked at her had her body heating in ways she’d never experienced before.

When she found herself back at his cabin in the middle of the woods maybe she should have been frightened. But the truth was Shea had never felt more at home, like she was in the right place, with the right person.

She was a virgin but she knew one thing for certain … She wouldn’t be innocent for much longer.