The Inmates Mate
Chapter Three
Raul
I knew she was here as soon as I smelled her at the other end of the hall of cells. I could hear her sweet voice ask each inmate, "Can you tell me your name and date of birth?". With each cell getting closer to mine as I sat in the chair no longer looking at the important documents that were in my hand.
I could feel my heart racing and my breathing quicken since she was the only thing that smelled good in this place. She smelled like home, which I desperately missed at the moment.
My wolf was on edge even more, trying to urge my body to the door to see if we could even catch a glimpse of her from where we were. He kept growling in my head, almost making me growl uncontrollably out loud as we waited painfully too long for her to arrive at our cell.
As she approached the cell block I couldn't move or breathe until she looked at me. She was perfect, so stunningly beautiful she literally took my breath away.
Her jet black hair was in a braid while she wore dark purple scrubs. They were loose fitting so I couldn't see her entire figure but I could tell she was on the curvier side. Her hips were widely rounded and thighs big enough they could crush me as I go down on her. Her breasts were a larger size, they could be held in my hands easily with some overflowing out of the sides. Her skin was tanner than most and her eyes very dark showing her Indian heritage to me almost immediately. I almost got a hard on just looking at her.
When her eyes finally landed on me, I could tell my presence affected her, almsot making me smirk. I stood from my chair so I could get closer to her, she was just so god damn beautiful and smelled so good I could just die right now and be happy.
A growl left my lips visibly scaring her as she turned to one of the guards that wasn't even paying attention. I knew it was her, it was my mate and I couldn't touch or hold her right now. Realistically, I could rip this door off the hinges and get to her but I would be shot down before I could take her away with me.
Every part of my being was screaming at me to be holding her, for our skin to touch but I knew I couldn't. I couldn't get away with it all in the situation I am in at the moment, my men better get their fucking shit together because now I was a ticking time bomb. Now that I have smelled and identified my mate, I had to be by her side, no I needed to. And I can't be since I'm hauled inside here.
I got closer to her as she spoke with Tony, he had enough brains to ask for her name so I could hear it. When I found out her name was Ebony, such a unique and beautifully sounded name I couldn't help but repeat it.
Everything about this girl drove me crazy, my breathing quickened and my breaths were shallow trying to take in as much of her scent as I could. I wanted to imprint it deep into my mind so I could never forget it.
After some time went by and my eyes never left her body, I looked her up and down many times making my mouth water. I could tell by the way she bent down to get a vile from her container that her ass was straining against her scrub bottoms from ripping. I wanted that ass on my face right then and there so I can lick up any wetness dripping out of her.
All I could imagine was her thick thighs surrounding my head as she sat on my face riding it to oblivion. Fuck, that made me almost groan. I licked my lips hungry all of a sudden, not for the shitty kitchen food, but my mates juices that could be flowing from her into my mouth.
I heard the other guards calling for help, taking one look at me they knew they couldn't open this door with just two people. Even if they brought in six right now, nothing would stop me from getting to her.
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The Inmates Mate
WerewolfThe Inmates Mate Ebony Lowery is a newly graduate nurse whose first job is at Michigan Reformatory Prison Facility. She works at the prison's trauma center. Where she is consistently around dangerous criminals who are stabbed or have mental episodes...