Chapter 29: Emerson

I let her sleep about an hour before I wake her. We need to get ready to have breakfast with her sister and Cohen before we head back to our pack. I pull her into the shower with me, laughing at her sleepy grumpiness.

“None of that or I won’t wake you up like that again,” I say to her.

“I need coffee,” she pouts as I push her under the shower. “And how come you’re not exhausted?”

“I didn’t have as many orgasms as you did,” I say smiling, exceedingly pleased with myself. I counted ten. I made my mate come ten times. Now, I need to see how I can increase that number.

“You know, you called me greedy, but you’re awfully greedy when it comes to giving me orgasms,” she says as I wash her hair.

“Are you complaining?” I ask, smiling at her.

“Nope. I like that greedy side of you,” she says and I laugh, truly laugh.

“And, I love seeing this happy side of you,” she says softly and I look down at her.

“You did this. You make me this happy,” I say, kissing her nose.

That seems to make HER happy and