Page 91 of The Mating Quest
Ethan groaned against her mouth, then pulled away, feathering light, hungry kisses across her lips, her cheeks, and then he buried his face against her neck, and stroked a line of fire up the sensitive slope. With each kiss and lick of his mouth, fire echoed below in her loins, urging her to cleave closer to him. Rain pelted them harder now, the droplets cold against her heatedskin.
He pulled away, his gaze filled with a demanding hunger that equaled her own, and some unknown emotion rested there aswell.
Holding out his hand, the desire in his eyes a clear invitation, he waited. Ilana took his hand and he led her back to the house. She knew his destination – his bedroom upstairs where they would finally consummate this fiery need that sparked from the moment they battled each other with dagger andclaws.
There was no turning back. No opportunity for second thoughts or logic. Only the burning need inside her, edging out the raw fear she’d always harbored since Cormac’sabuse.
Inside the living room, he paused and looked down at her. His thumb grazed her cheek. “You okay withthis?”
Shenodded.
“There’s no reason for you to be scared of me. You need me to stop, say the word,Ilana.”
She thought for a moment of Cormac, and how the Fae had said the same thing, only ignored her pleas. “Like a safeword.”
Ethan brushed back a lock of her damp hair, his gaze tender. “There’s no need for those with me, sweetheart. Trustme.”
She looked away only for a moment. “We don’t have to worry about birth control. There’s a special potion I’ve been taking for years. Just incase…”
Finally she met his gaze. “In case a guy ever wanted to take advantage of me again like Cormacdid.”
They walked upstairs to his bedroom. Ilana’s breath hitched as she realized she was about to get naked before a man for the first time in …forever.
“Ethan…” She hugged herself. “My body has been through alot.”
“I know. It’s who you are,sweetheart.”
His deep voice was filled with tenderness. Tenderness was nearly foreign to her, especially when it came to sex. She wanted to drop the Fae glamour hiding the ugly marks on her back from him, but wary of how he’d react, she didnot.
Ethan traced a scar on her arm she did not hide, a knife wound received during a fierce battle with a troll. He kissed the mark, and then trailed a line of drugging kisses up her skin to herneck.
With each sweep of his mouth, warmth replaced the icy chill inside her. Not the chill of the air, but the coldness from her past with all the pain Cormac had inflicted. Here, in this room with this Lupine, she found solace and acceptance. Ilana released a deep breath, feeling her past quietly slip away, and close thedoor.
Ilana shrugged out of the wet dress, unhooked her bra and shed her panties. Naked, she stood before him, shivering a little. Ethan had the power position now, exactly as her Dark Fae lover had. Fully clothed, viewing her nude body, but he did not scrutinize her as if she were anobject.
The wolf saw all of her, and in his gaze she saw only acceptance andcaring.
Then he stepped back and undressed. When his trousers hit the floor and he faced her, totally naked, something inside her flared to life. She went into his outstretched arms, and kissed him, not holding back. Seemed like all her life she’d held part of herself back, but with this wolf, she wanted him to see everything. Feeleverything.
They began moving together, a subtle dance as they kissed. Ilana’s body flared with heat that stroked fire between her legs. She wanted this wolf more than she’d ever wanted power, more than she’d craved darkmagick.
In the secret recesses of her heart, she’d dreamed of moments like this, where erotic pleasure twined with sweetness and the man in her arms truly cared about what she wanted, what she needed. Not power sex, where an exchange was made inunderstanding.
But makinglove.
“I cherish your trust in me,Ilana.”
Ethan swung her into his arms and carried her over to the bed, laying her down. Side by side, they kissed as her hands explored, stroked his warm flesh. Such tensile strength in those quivering muscles, yet he was nothing but gentle. His mouth feathered kisses across her neck, down to her breasts. When he took her cresting nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it, she moaned and writhed withpleasure..
Sex even before Cormac had been fleeting, enjoyable and forgettable the next day. As she caressed Ethan’s body, Ilana knew she would never forget tonight. It wasn’t mere physical pleasure, but something deeper andlasting.
“I want to feel you from the inside out,” he whispered hoarsely. “Feel every inch of you around me until there’s nothing left butus.”
The crazed lust gripping her overrode all sense, all natural fear. Her loins moistened to prepare her for his entry, for even if her logical, wary mind protested, her body was willing. She needed this, a man’s strong arms around her, holding her tight, feeling a man’s muscled body sliding over hers, rubbing against her rigid nipples, then at last, surging with hot thickness into her, making themone.
Never had she felt more aware and alive of herself as a woman, a woman respected and cherished, a woman equal to her lover. In surrendering to Ethan, she surrendered her vulnerability and was gifted with newfound strength andconfidence.
Cormac might have dominated her and enjoyed her pain, but in pleasure Ethan overpowered all her shyness and inhibition, and broke her resistance. As he rubbed his cock against her wet, aching center, she moaned, a strangled sound on the cusp of her body exploding withpleasure.
