Bittersweet

"What the fuck," I heard I masculine voice say from underneath me. The voice sounded gruff and sexy, but whatever (or may I say whoever) was underneath me smelled like a mixture of pine and light rainfall. It was a heavenly scent and attractive voice that made my heart skip a beat.

I flipped over to face whoever was behind me and ended up staring into the beautiful ocean colored eyes of a male who was fit for the god's.

"Mate," I said. My world went black.