Daphne
Sitting through a dull lecture after spending the morning and the better part of the afternoon was pure torture. Parts of me were still throbbing and sore, particularly after the double shower. I had doubted there was really enough room in the shower stall, but Nate had rather ingeniously held my knee up while he took me from behind, providing the perfect angle for deep, deep penetration.
Oh Goddess, it was deep. So deep I think he might have touched my soul.
And yet… even when we were so connected that we were practically melded into one molecule, I had this nagging feeling that something was missing. I was filled to the point of overflow, and yet, something felt incomplete. And my wolf, while she was ecstatic with Nate, had not once given me indication that he was our fa
