Chapter 2 Emily's POV

Emily's POV I started with kissing his lips before making my way to his Adam's apple and his bountiful muscles. My hands fumbled around his waist as I tried to unbuckle his belt. I felt like a wild animal that couldn't think straight. I just wanted to be with any man to stop the burning desire in my body. But he didn't respond in any way. When I touched the lower part of his body, he grabbed my hand. "Are you sure you want to keep going?" he asked. "Yes… do me a favor," I urged. The next second, I was pinned under the man's body. He suddenly said to me very seriously, "Remember, my name's Owen." After that, he planted a passionate kiss on my lips. The fear I had before completely vanished the moment we took off all our clothes and hugged each other tightly. He continued to pin his body against mine. His fiery groin was positioned against the inner part of my thighs. He left a steamy kiss on my chest and his hands were teasing my dark forest below it. The pleasure was so overwhelming that I let out a loud sigh. The area around my crotch was getting hot. I threw my head back, shut my eyes, and screamed at the heavens. But I wanted more than this. I pulled him up towards me and kissed him hard as well. My hands were on his face, his neck, his chest and even the hard part of his groin. Hearing his moans was just what I wanted. I desperately hoped that he would penetrate my body right away. I wanted him to have total control over relieving the desire in my body. "I want you! Give it to me." I cried out as I licked his Adam's apple. He propped up his body and aimed it at the entrance of the cave, only to stop short of going in. He even tried to dodge when I bent my body towards him. He was definitely torturing me with this. "Please do it right now… I can't take it anymore," I pleaded. My body was about to explode. "I want you to call me by my name, Owen!" The tone of the man's voice was a little overwhelming. "Owen!" I yelled. "Who am I?" he said. "Owen! You're Owen… Ah…" As soon as I repeated his name, he went in and fulfilled my desire at long last… I screeched. Indeed, I had finally lost my virginity at the ripe old age of 21. I was trembling from the pain. Out of apparent consideration, Owen stopped and kissed me gently. Soon, everything was calm and the pain vanished. Owen began to pick up the pace in entering and exiting my body like a revolving door. I groaned as his movements became more brash and violent. Soon, my body was about to climax. I bit his collarbone and the scent of blood spread across my mouth. He patted me on the bottom and asked, "Who am I?" My silence was his cue to stop. But I didn't want to lose that pleasant sensation. "Owen… Owen!" I cried out again. Owen was as fast as a cheetah now! "Owen!!" A white light flashed across my brain as I lost count of how many times I said his name aloud. In my mind, I was floating along the clouds. At the same time, the fire in my body had been put out. Owen was a very strong werewolf. He took me from the room to the bathroom and the balcony, where I blacked out for the rest of the night. …… When I woke up, it was already the next afternoon. I felt as if my body had been crushed by a car and there was pain coming from a particular part, reminding me of something crazy that had happened. Nina, my wolf, had returned to my side. My acute hearing and enhanced strength had returned too. Nina said in a shrill voice, "Oh my God, you've done it! You actually slept with a stranger last night. But what really happened anyway? Why did I suddenly fall into a deep sleep?" "My brother did it," I responded to her through our mind link. It was sad to see my brother stoop so low as to betray me. He was not my brother anymore! Another sad thing was I already had a mate. His name was Blake Watson. I wouldn't deny he was a charming man with a brown wolf. We had met each other two years ago and received the blessings of the Moon Goddess to be together. Just a week ago, we had become engaged. We had been lovers for two years, though we hadn't done anything "interesting" so far. This was because Blake was a very traditional person. He once said he wanted to save everything for our marriage. In this day and age, it was rare to see someone with such a traditional mindset. If he knew I had lost my virginity to a stranger, surely he would hate my guts. Therefore, I must get out of here as soon as possible! I endured the pain and got up to look for my clothes, only to find them in tatters. A man's shirt was the only piece of intact clothing I could wear. The shirt was just enough to cover my bottom. Once I put on a coat, I ran off quickly. I dragged my sluggish body back to Blake's home. I had made up my mind to come clean. What had happened the previous night wasn't my fault at all. Although Blake had an explosive temper, I believed that he would understand as long as he really loved me. Wanting to see him immediately, I quickened my pace. Right at the door, I heard something in Blake's room. "Darling, isn't your fiancée at home?"