Noah’s pov,

When Noah woke up the first thing on his mind was the memory of Lola her hands on his shoulders, her voice whispering in his ear, her scent intoxicating him. Her small body pressed against his back radiating heat all over him. He sighed when his penis went hard again just thinking about her.

He had heard the rumors about how bad the need for release could be once you found your mate. He always assumed that everyone was exaggerating but he could not have been more wrong. Desire pulsed through his body all day long like something tangible. Arousal rose by only sniffing Lola her scent or...