**Trigger warning**
Implied abuse, implied violence, crude language
**Trigger warning**
Emetiel wrapped his powerful arms around Emily and rested his chin on the top of her head until she pulled back. He let her go but already missed the feel of her in his arms. She was soft and yielding on the outside, but she had an inner strength that he found very attractive, as did his beast. Emmett studied his mate, keeping a fist clenched on the mattress edge to ensure that his other half's urging was not going to pop up unexpectedly. Even so, his pants were starting to feel uncomfortably tight, but he couldn't bring himself to remove her from his leg as she stared into the middle distance, emotions flashing across her face while she spoke with her beast.
'You should ask him to take us away from
