Romans & histoires Ray X Emma

Riley’s father was a member of the Werewolf Committee, making Emma’s parents want to build a connection through them, the children. Without caring that she was wearing wedged boots, Emma stepped on Diana’s hands, earning her a gasp from the latter. “What? You are going to cry? You are going to question the Moon Goddess why you are born as a lowly omega? Too late! Your very breath pollutes the Werewolf Community already!” Emma took a peek at Riley’s reaction and grinned inwardly after seeing how Riley applied her action. “Emma is right. I don’t want to see you ever again.” With arms crossed, Riley walked towards Diana.

We find Carter and Emma still outside his office casually conversing. Emma says something to Carter and he smiled brightly at her as she blatantly flirted. She still had her arm looped in his as she laughed at whatever he said. I have to find out everything about her, I thought watching them. “You said her name is Emma Miller?” I ask and Ryan nods yes. “Like the famous interior designer Emma Miller?” I asked again. “Yeah, how do you know?” Ryan asks. “I have seen some of her work.” I say dismissively.

Emma mumbled as she served another spoonful of Russian salad on his plate. "Thin and Rasmus?" Angela asked in a gasp as she looked at Rasmus and then at her mom. "Mom, are you serious? The man looks like a giant," Angela exasperated. Aurora smiled softly and Hunter snorted. Emma glared at Angela and before she would scold her daughter, Xander grabbed her waist and pulled her down on his lap as she gasped.

Suddenly my phone rings, I try to get it but my leg slips and I fall flat on the floor, my panties get stuck onto my legs. Was I hallucinating? Did I just see him? I crawl to my bed as my panties are still stuck in between my legs. I grab the phone and see an unknown number calling, but TrueCaller says it's Ryan Damison. There is a picture of him in a suit too. That's him. That's him. Ryan sexy Damison calling me!!!! I pick up the call and desperately ask, "Sir? Is that you?" Wow, I sound so immature. So unprofessional Emara. I mentally scold myself.

I needed to know what took her too long after impatiently waiting for those fifteen more minutes to be over I called her, Hello Millers. Sir? Sir...... mmmh so good, I want more....Xander .....not so fast...I'm gonna.... Millers? Millers? Emma? What's going on? Then the call disconnected. Xander? Alexander? Damn it! What was she doing with him? How was he here in Manhattan? Just the thought of what Emma implied made me crazy... Not so fast? I want more? Emma's POV I walked over to Jada's coffee shop from Power Corp. Since I was familiar with the place I had to greet my now turned friend Lisa then Jada who wouldn't stop praising Ace.

She comes back out and sees that her furness is already filling a cut-up with wine, and she smiles in return before she collects the glass she was handed. "We are so proud of you, Emma,” Raya says. "For sure, it isn’t easy to do all this on your own." "And most of all, we are glad that tomorrow is the weekend and you can relax with us,” Amy adds as they all clink their glasses together. Emma takes a sip. Her body relaxes from the sweet aroma and taste of it. "It kind of is, but I’d be getting help soon. I already talked to Ryan, and he understood, but I and Rowan talked it out and...

💊 Alex's POV 💊 I left the suite to the hotel lounge and met Emma there. "Come on let's go, I'll be the one to take you to the venue today" Emma said as she walked out and I followed her. "What are we going to do about Ryan?" Emma asked as she drove. "We?" "Yeah, I just want to help that's all" she said. "I feel like you know something about me Emma, something that I don't know" I said. "Come on, the only thing I know about you is you're one of the best Neurosurgeon in the world, nothing else" she said and I sighed.

Adom is working with them, what's this meeting with their rival all about? "No! Mrs. Madden, not a date at all. I'm just here meeting with my friend outside of work." The Alpha reply comes out a little awkward, and Emma dares to say nervous. Though she's trying so hard to block the Omega view, being short has its perks when Emma only needs to tilt her head a little to the side for her to realize what Mr. Rayan is looking at.

The nigga behind her slammed in one last time and came deep inside her, groanin’ loud, fillin’ her pussy till it leaked out around his dick. They stepped back, still sprayin’ more cash on her collapsed body, laughin’ and zippin’ up. Emma laid there on the couch, breathin’ hard, covered in cum and money, a satisfied grin on her cum-glazed face. I let the curtain fall back quiet, heart racin’, pussy throbbin’ even harder now. Damn, Emma. Always livin’ her best life. But me? I still needed to find out why Ryan ain’t called.