Angelina POV
Every intimate moment shared with Emmett was a sensory overload. This time, it was as if he was trying to transfer his very life force into me. I could feel the heat of his body, the weight of his emotions as he made love to me. He didn't stop until he was satisfied that some of my strength had returned. Pleasure coursed through me, threatening to make my body explode.
Afterwards, he insisted that I stay in the room with him to eat. He only got dressed to leave briefly and return with food. He undressed again and held me in his lap while I ate. It was an unusual way to dine, but I could sense that he needed me close, that the skin-on-skin contact reassured him.
When I finished eating, he surprised me with a weird request. "Angelina, there is a full-length mirror in this r
