EDWARD
"I need to go see my dad," Chloe said. Her back was to me as she propped her leg on the bedside drawer, focused on painting her toenails.
It had been exactly a week since that day at my company. Since then, I’d made sure to add f*****g her to my daily agenda—and her tight p***y had been in total agreement.
I couldn't help but wonder how she’d survived that first time. I hadn’t been able to restrain myself—not that I’d truly tried—and yet she’d taken all of me. All of me, pun intended. She was stronger than she let on. Before I met my mate, I’d had s*x with others, and every single one of them had ceased breathing for a while. I’d expected s*x with my mate to be worse. I’d half-expected her to give up so I’d have to f**k her corpse back to life.
But she didn’t. When I noticed
