Emma’s POV
After completing the mating process with Marcus, we got cleaned up in the shower. I smell even more like him since he used his shampoo and body wash on me. “I guess you have never shouted like that before?” I ask Marcus as he washed my body with the washcloth.
While I was embarrassed that Layla burst into the room at the tail end of our mating… the look on her face was that of one who was on alert and looking for threats. Once she realized that Marcus was roaring out of pleasure and not fear or anger, she immediately left the room as quickly as she had appeared.
“No. I was not a virgin like you, love, but I have never roared out in pleasure like that before. Nothing felt as good as it did when you claimed me with your mark.” He said. Then he kissed my forehead. “I wonder what
