Emily's POV
Unless a true prophet informed me about this future pleasure, I wouldn't believe.
Austin had been all over me, clutching to my waist romantically and sinking his whole d**k in. I wouldn't lie, I enjoyed him much more than Magnus who would also force it but in an unromantic manner.
I wished he continued. I wished he wasn't called by Magnus for a quick meeting. We could be in the room for days, satisfying our pleasures and strengthening the bond between us. Who knows if he's my true mate? None can tell.
I wasn't able to sniff the scent of my mate since my wolf was too weak to do that, but I wasn't sure if he was able to.
Anyway, having him inside of me was the priority and I could beg for more. The state he'd left me was terrible. Wet, and craving more of the hard metal
