One Heck of a Breakfast

*Noel*

The smell of bacon freshly cooking woke me up from my sleep. Is someone cooking…? I opened my eyes and found myself on the bed. I looked at the empty side of my bed and I could still smell the mixed scents that I and Jenny made last night. It was true, what happened last night wasn't just a figment of my imagination, my mate was here and we made love for the first time. Flashes of that wonderful night came rushing back to me.

Her heavy panting, the pleasurable screams of my name, and the way she moaned underneath me. I could remember every single moment of that paradise. I'm getting excited just by thinking about her naked body pressing against mine. My wolf worked so hard last night, we managed to go slow that night so as to not ravage our delicate mate since according to her, we were her first. I am proud of my wolf; he deserved this rest.