Page 11 of Stuck With His Mate

I am immediately rock hard. Stepping out of the shower, I turn it off right then, contemplating putting on a fresh set of clothes and making my way out of my room to meet her, but I don’t.

Instead I turn the shower back on, but with my attention fixed on her, I still hear her as clear as day.

Groaning in defeat and arousal, I fist my length and step back under the cold spray. I hear Angelina get louder and louder as she approaches her orgasm. Her moans come more often and I increase the pace with which I tug at my cock.

“Oh God…. Yes!”

The slicks get louder and with a cry, she violently cums, thrashing as she does so.

“Williem”

I froze for a second, and then I realized she called out my name as she came. My name. Not anyone else’s. Mine! The thought pushed me over the end, and I exploded.

“Angelina!” I groan out as spurt after spurt of my cum splashes on the wall in front of me.

Feeling drained, I head to bed, knowing sleep might come easy, but I’d have to deal with this in the coming days.

Chapter 4

Angelina

“So when are you coming back?” Emily asks over the phone. My roommates had both wanted to know when I had left the dorms and gone home from the rave.

I was left with no choice but to spin a convoluted tale about getting an opportunity to visit a scenic lodge in the highlands, assuring them that I hadn’t been kidnapped.

“If I was you, I wouldn’t want to come back. My luck is rotten I swear. I couldn’t get this sort of thing, even if I sacrificed my firstborn” Cecilia jokes, cracking up both Emily and myself.

She could be very silly when she wanted to, and it feels so good to get some part of my old life back. Even if it was just for a moment.

I have no illusions of being able to dive back into my old life.. Not for a while anyways. My life was now very different from everything it was before, and I had changed more as a person in these last few days than I had in several years.

Being bitten by infectious werewolves could do that to a girl. I concede.

“I’m not sure when I’ll be back, but I will be there sometime next month. Or die trying.” I reply in mock seriousness.

I am only half joking, because if I didn’t survive the full moon as a Lycan or stay human, college is the last thing I would be worried about at that point.

“Please don’t die trying Lina. We love you. Well I don’t know about Emily, but I do love you. Stay safe okay?” Cecilia screams into the phone, and I can hear the roar of traffic in the background. Now that’s one thing I don’t miss!

“I will Ceci. I love you too”

“And me too. You love me too.” Emily declares.

“Yes Emily, I love you too baby!”

We finally said our goodbyes, promising to have a conference call as often as once a week at the very least.

Saying goodbye to them felt almost nostalgic. Only the good. I am going to feel only good. I remind myself of my promise to feel and remember only the good of everything.

Cecilia and Emily are truly the best roommates. The best part about being in the same dorm as them was that we had a pseudo policy which was built on the concept of not asking, and not telling.

Although this meant that we didn’t become as close with each other as other people might be, remaining independent of each other in most things, it also meant we didn’t fight about the petty things either.

So we retained a wonderful relationship with each other throughout the years.

I let the good memories take over and I reminisce on the best parts of the past few days.

“Fly me to the moon, and let me…” I sing along to Frank Sinatra as I zoom around the kitchen, with a goofy smile plastered on my face.

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