“What's meant to be will always find a way.” – Trisha Yearwood
{RECAP: Our dear Vivian is in heat. Buckle up, kiddos}
42.
Ever experienced the sinking feeling you get when falling down from a rollercoaster? As if there is a dark, black hole through which heat is passing and it feels like your stomach is floating in your chest? All thoughts disappear and your mind goes silent – you feel alive, soaring high.
Yep, that’s exactly how it felt to be kissed in heat; but just multiply the sensations by ten.
"Are you sure, Vivian? Once I start, I won’t be able to control myself." Ethan’s grey eyes bored into mine; hesitant to make a move which will cost him something he didn’t want to lose.
But there was no hesitation in my mind.
No doubt.
Absolutely nothing.
"Take me, Ethan."
In front of my eyes, I saw him switch. Those gentle grey eyes being replaced by his obsidian ones which were as dark as the night sky. A second later, he slammed his lips on mine again, but this time he grabbed my thighs, lifted me off the ground and threw me onto the bed.
Literally threw me on it – but thankfully the bed made for a soft landing.
The whole action caused my dress to rise up to my upper thighs, revealing the entirety of my legs.
Ethan walked in a torturously slow manner towards me, rolling down his sleeves as he closed the distance between us, those lust filled eyes roaming up and down my body unabashedly.
I was burning up, as if some invisible flame was being held against my skin.
"Move up. Open your legs."
I found myself obeying his husky, dark voice. It sounded so low that I felt it it right in my center. And the way he was slowly unbuttoning his shirt all the while maintaining eye contact was not helping my situation either.
Goddess, I was on fucking fire.
With one swift movement, he discarded the shirt on the floor, and climbed on the bed – not giving my hungry eyes enough time to admire his hard chest and washboard abs.
The bed dipped significantly as I felt his radiating warmth against my exposed skin.
Moving forward, he took off my heels then massaged my feet and gave them both a gentle kiss once the shoes were off.
Keeping his eyes on me at all times; his lips moved up my legs and left hot, open mouthed kisses.
Wherever his lips touched my skin, it tingled in a frenzy of static. My eyes rolled back as I desperately clenched the sheets to control the sensations inside of me. But all of it came to a pause when I felt him stop.
Wondering what was wrong, I looked down at him.
"Eyes on me or I'll stop."
I gulped.
Fuck.
This was a side of Ethan I did not know existed. And yes, was it a fucking turn on. Especially when I felt as thirsty as the Sahara and he looked like a tall, ice cold glass of water.
Once his wish was met, those sinful lips of his resumed their journey up my legs, his fingers joining along as they frantically tried to take my dress off completely, leaving me only in my black lingerie.
He straightened up, those obsidian eyes just staring at me. His breathing had quickened but he remained absolutely still. Seconds ticked by but the look on his face remained the same.
It felt like he was stuck in time.
For a split second, the lack of reaction from him allowed the gate of insecure thoughts to open and they came rushing to my mind but all of it vanished when Ethan bent down and kissed the inside of right thigh.
"Bellissima."
Then my left thigh.
"Beautiful."
My stomach.
"Bellissima."
The top of my right breast.
"Beautiful."
The top of my left breast.
"Bellissima."
And then the softest of kisses right where my beating heart was.
"My beautiful Vivian."
“Ethan…,” I gasped – his name a prayer, a plea, an invocation all in one.
His concerned gaze caressed my skin, "Are you okay?"
"Y-yes..."
"Are you sure?"
I grasped his right hand in desperation, "Please, I need you. Now!"
A delightfully dark and warm chucked moved past his lips, hitting me right where I hurt the most.
He didn't deprive me of himself any longer and went to work instantly. His tongue licked a path between my breasts, as his hands moved behind to undo my bra. Once they were free, his mouth dove straight for it – kissing and sucking on it, and then swirling his hot tongue around the nipple while his left hand made sure my other breast was getting equal attention. My nails dug in his back, trying their best to grip on to something. Pursing his lips, he blew a stream of hot air over the nipple, causing me to moan out loud.
My brain was paralyzed and there was a burning throb between my legs as heat exploded between our bodies. As a reaction, my fingers found their way in his hair and tugged. He responded by biting the top of my breast, his light stubble tickling my skin.
“Oh, Goddess…”
He chuckled, “No, darling. It’s only me.”
Looking from under his lashes, we locked eyes and I felt an intense sensation travel throughout my entire body.
His fingers lightly trailed down, the fingertips leaving sparks wherever they touched – waist, hips, thighs – and stopped, only to part my legs and place them right where I needed him the most. I jerked wildly when he cupped my core over the fabric of my underwear. He moved the heel of his palm against me, and the friction caused by his movements as he moved faster and then slower and then faster again caused me to throw my head back and whimper helplessly.
“Please…,” was the only word that left my mouth.
He cursed under his breath and then in one quick movement, ripped my underwear off, leaving me completely naked.
Kissing the hollow of my shoulder, his hand dipped lower until it reached between my legs and then caressed my heat. He stroked me with his fingertips, testing my warmth, torturing me as my gasps turned into pants.
I could feel his burning eyes on me at all times – as if he wanted to commit my every single breath, every single whisper, and every single gasp to his memory.
My muscles quivered, and a rush of indrawn breath passed over my lips when he slid one long finger inside of me. A groan of desire rose up within him as well when I heard a moan escape his lips.
He added another finger, and then another as he relentlessly teased and stretched me out, finding delight in each of my squirms and moans.
“Louder,” he growled, his fingers finding my clit and then taking me to place I never knew existed.
My breath started to come out faster and faster as he increased his pace. There was no escaping his onslaught. Each gasp, each moan that escaped my lips fueled his passion even more. I could feel my muscles tightening and I knew I was spiraling towards completion.
My entire body went rigid, then thrashed and shuddered under his; my release hitting me like an earthquake.
“Ethan!” I screamed, letting myself fall over the cliff.
I found him staring at me with a burning intensity that inflamed the fire in the very center of my core. It felt like he wanted to possess me, devour me, and ruin me until all sane thoughts left my mind and his name was the only thing my lips could utter.
He slid his hand up to my core, his wet fingers now circling my slit. With the very devil in his eyes, he bit my earlobe, “What do you want, Vivian?”
“Y-you… I need you!” I knew he was trying to test my patience and tease me but I could not hold out any longer.
Grabbing him by the shoulders, I pulled him down against me and dropped my mouth onto his with a powerful kiss that left him weak. He softly moaned against my mouth and I used the opportunity to plunge my tongue between his lips.
Without moving my mouth away from his, I whispered against his mouth, “If you don’t fuck me within the next minute, I swear on my wolf I’m never going to let you touch me.”
Even though I was lying, those words did the trick. With a loud growl, he got up and took of his pants and then his boxers, allowing my gaze to take him in. All of him.
“I’ll be damned…,” Cursing under my breath, I shamelessly gawked at his naked figure as he reached to the side to open a drawer and put on a condom.
The moonlight peaking in from the roof window fell on him, and his entire body basked in its glow. If he was a sight to behold with the clothes on, then he was a sight to devour with the clothes off.
I felt an ache in my chest. He couldn’t possibly be… mine?
“I’ll take your staring as a compliment.”
His voice brought me to reality and guided my eyes back to his face. He clicked his tongue behind his teeth – a teasing sound as a slight smirk played on his lips.
Instead of giving into the embarrassment of being caught staring, I eagerly tapped my wrist with my index fingers, “Tik tok, tik tok, tik tok…”
He surprised me by letting out an unrestrained and warm laugh that managed to give me butterflies. Seeing him like that brought a smile on my face as well.
Coming back on the bed, his delicious weight fell on me once again. His eyes raked across my body as one of his hands slid up the length of leg to my knee. Wherever his fingers touched, my skin buzzed in response.
“Are you ready?”
I nodded in response, my mind only focused on the spasms of pleasure that were shooting through my body when I felt all of him against all of me.
“Use your words, Vivian.”
“Yes, fuck yes… mhmm ye-”
The first 'yes' was the only word he needed before he removed all distance between us and slammed inside me with one single thrust, robbing me of my breath and thoughts.
In that split second, both of our bodies felt like they didn’t belong in this universe. We felt electrified. It was the anticipation of being together in a way this intimate, in a way that was so completely tangible.
We were levitating.
It felt like witchcraft.
He began to slowly move in and out, forcing me to take more and more of him with each gentle thrust. I arched my hips to meet his, and snaked my legs around him to pull him even closer to me.
“Open your eyes, Vivian. I need to watch you.”
A scream of pleasure tore through me when our eyes connected. I felt him everywhere; the sensation was unlike any before. His lips trailed a hot path around my breast as he watched me pant and moan from under his dark lashes.
The room was filled with the sound of skin hitting skin and our heavy breathing.
A hand closed around my throat, squeezing slightly but not enough do anything but make me feel the threat of it. A tug of desire shivered through my chest until it pooled between my legs.
Clutching at his shoulders, my hips rose up with a strength I couldn’t believe I could muster. My eyes fell on the roof window, where the shining moon was bathing us in its luminosity – a testament to the act that was taking place in the darkness of the night.
“Vivian…,” he groaned, and the hoarseness of his voice almost made me orgasm. His teeth grazed the delicate skin of my neck, the spot where his mark would go.
“I will make you mine one day,” He whispered; his voice hot and hoarse in my ear. “I promise you.”
Together we climbed higher and higher. Pleasure flowed through us which at first started off as a small trickle but then soon turned into an ocean that threatened to drown us – and then it did drown us, our orgasm crashing over us like tidal waves, carrying us to a place far, far away from the shore.
I was at a loss for words.
He moved out and I turned to the side to give him space but he growled at me and pulled me back.
"I'm not done with you yet."
He slithered down and spread my legs apart.
"Legs on my shoulder."
"What?"
"Now," he ordered.
I had no idea when I became this obedient and submissive but something in me wanted to follow him blindly.
“Good girl.”
Before I could voice out my appreciation for the praise, I felt his mouth on me. And fuck did it feel divine.
He was a master at his craft – kissing, licking and sucking on it as if his entire life depended on it.
“Oh, shit,” I moaned at the onslaught of intense pleasure that rocked my body. He was relentless, not even stopping to catch his breath.
I was on a trip to pleasure land with a no-return ticket.
My muscles were tightening and once again, I was on the cusp of release. I moaned his name and then screamed it out loud as my back arched off the bed. Shocks and jolts of sensations built inside of me as I found myself soaring into oblivion. With one final shudder, I collapsed beneath him until all I could see was the stars.
We both crashed on the bed, the only sound in the room being our heavy panting. Then as if on cue, we both turned our heads and looked at each other.
“Hi,” he whispered.
His eyes were back to his cloudy grey eyes and there was a certain softness to them now.
I couldn’t help but grin at his sudden shift from a dominant to a softie, “Hi.”
For a while we just stared at each other, until one of us would erupt into laughter. This continued for a while before he finally broke the silence.
“Thank you, Vivian.”
His thank you meant a lot of things. He didn’t need to elaborate it for me to understand because I perfectly knew what he wished to say.
Thank you for giving me a chance.
Thank you for accepting me.
But most importantly; thank you for trusting me.
Grabbing his hand, I squeezed it gently and then kissed it.
“I’ll be right back; I need to use the bathroom.”
“I surely didn’t do a good job at satisfying you if you can still walk.”
I laughed and then made a quick move to stand up, “You think too highly of yourse-” and fell flat on the floor.
Ethan peaked over from my side of the bed, a smug grin on his face. “You were saying?”
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the smile from appearing on my face, “Shut up.”
His face disappeared; a second later I heard some shuffling and then his footsteps nearing me, “Hang on tight, princess.”
Pulling me up in a bridal carry, he walked in the direction of what I assumed was the bathroom. I was still naked so whenever our skin touched, a trail of sparks would erupt in its wake.
“Here’s the toilet,” he opened the door and put me on the floor.
“Where is the shower?”
“It’s in the other room. This area was small and I like a spacious bathroom so only the toilet is here.” He shrugged.
I recalled the majestic bathroom back at his pack, “Of course you do.”
“I’ll come back in a few minutes to get you... unless you still want my help?” His eyes ran suggestively over my body.
“Ha-ha, get out,” I slammed the door in his face and heard his muffled laugh from the other side.
Wobbling my way towards the seat, I did my business and then made my way towards the sink to wash my face.
As promised, Ethan returned a few minutes later and announced his arrival by knocking on the door. Grabbing the towel from the rack nearby, I wrapped it around myself and with all the strength that I could garner, walked towards the door to open it.
He had showered and was now dressed in sweatpants, his stomach bare and the smell of his aftershave making me weak in the knees. I just wanted to… shut up. That’s what you wanted to do... yes, just shut up Vivian before you lose control.
Grinning widely, he opened his arms and beckoned me towards him – obviously thinking I would let him carry me again.
“I think I’ll walk, thank you.”
Like a little child, he gave me a pout.
I needed to keep some distance between us to keep my hormones in check so I didn’t give into him. Not this time, at least.
He, on the other hand, still managed to keep physical contact by wrapping his arm around my waist. I think a part of him knew that I still needed a little help to walk but the Alpha in me would never ask so he did it anyways and I was grateful for that.
When we reached the shower room, I almost gasped when I saw that he had prepared a bubble bath for me with little candles placed all over the place.
“Ethan…”
When did he do all of this?
“As much as I love my scent on you, I think a bubble bath will relax you.” He kissed the top of my head, “Take your time. I left you some clothes next to the towel rack.”
He turned around to leave but I grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a hug.
Nobody had ever done this for me. The gesture was so sweet that I was almost reduced to tears.
He encircled his arms around my body and easily lifted me off the ground. Burying his nose deep in my neck, he inhaled deeply.
“Thank you.”
Placing me back on the ground, he grabbed my face with both of his hands, “Don’t ever thank me for something like this, Vivian.”
With no words left in my mouth, I leaned in to give him a sweet kiss.
The bath was refreshing indeed. It helped to relax all my muscles and gave me some peace of mind after the strenuous day that I went through. I also took the time alone to inform my pack that I am out for business and will return in the morning so they’ll have to chaperone Leia back to the pack.
Surprisingly, the water also restored my strength and thankfully I could now stand up without wobbling.
Ethan had left me a t-shirt which, judging by the strong scent, was his, and some clean boxers to wear. Once dressed, I went back towards the bedroom and found him sleeping soundly on the bed.
A tiny smile graced my face as I slowly walked towards the bed and then laid down on it, trying my best to not make a noise when suddenly an arm pulled me so I was almost on top of him.
“You were too far away,” he murmured in my hair and then placed a gentle kiss on top of my head. “Good night, luce della mia anima.” (light of my soul)
With a smile on my face, I moved slightly to place my head on his chest, and allowed his steady heartbeat to lull me to sleep.
Under the moonlight, we both slept peacefully, unaware of the red thread of fate which wrapped itself around us, entwining us closer to prepare us for something we couldn’t possibly imagine.
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A/N: So.... how was it? It's my first ever try at writing something like... this. Please, be nice :p
I'd love to hear your feedback, it means the woooorld to me and motivates me to write even more.
BTW - don't worry, Ethan's use of Italian will make sense soon.
Our characters might have reached their climax but we haven't ;) we're almost there - who is ready for some action?
Stay safe, until then. x