Chapter 119

***Alicent***

A wicked grin slowly pulls at Ethan’s lips as he hooks a finger through my panties, pulling them to the side to bare my soaked pussy to him. He strokes his nose up me first, breathing me in and practically salivating when his eyes fall shut. 
He could have ripped my panties already, but instead, he didn’t do it. I bet it’s just to tease me, and he’s right on target because it’s driving me wild for his cock. 
He lets out a shuddering breath. “You were meant for me, Little Dove. Every fucking inch.” 
Good Lord! Every time this man opens his mouth, I love him more. 
“So damn sweet.” 
He lets go of my panties, and I whimper loudly. 
No! I want his mouth *there*. His damn cock there!
Ethan chuckles at my needy moan as he kisses his way around my inner thighs. “Mate. My mate. You’re finally mine, Little Dove,” he growls around my skin like he hasn’t allowed himself to think of that before this moment. “This pussy is mine.”
He reaches for my pussy once more. Then it is like he’s decided that he isn’t playing around anymore. He rips my panties apart and attacks my pussy with his tongue, flicking at my clit and then sucking on it before moving his tongue lower to my passage. Back and forth, Ethan goes. Until finally, he replaces his skilled tongue with his long fingers, moving his tongue up to my sensitive clit. 
I tense, I can feel myself reaching for that peak. 
More. 
I need more. My hands clench into fists above my head. “Ohhh, Ethan!” I moan.
He fucks me with his fingers as his lips devour my swollen clit until I can’t even think straight. “*Mine to fuck*.”  
Yes. Oh, yes! 
Ethan presses harder on my clit, and I feel myself barrel toward that finish line. 
My legs try to close but with a possessive hand, Ethan stops me.
“*Mine to fill*.”
Yes, please! With that, he pushes me to the peak, his fingers reaching for that sweet spot inside me. “Come, love. Come all over my fingers.” My vision blurs as I convulse, crying out his muffled name. My entire body surges with fire as I come apart. 
“Mine!” Ethan growls, a fierce, desperate hunger in his voice.
“Yours!” I say as I writhe in pure ecstasy.
In the blink of an eye, like he did with my panties, Ethan rips my green dress off from my body. I yelp, not expecting that! I’m about to complain, but then I notice he’s already naked, too, which makes me lose any thought. Then, Ethan doesn’t give me time to catch my breath. He drives me onto his cock as he thrusts into me in one swift move. 
I gasp. 
“Oh, God!” 
I bow forward. His cock it’s too big!
“You can take me, Little Dove.” He digs his fingers into the flesh of my hips, and I find myself getting wetter, already eager to get a look at the marks that would surely appear there later on my skin. 
In the big window in front of us, the sun is almost rising. Blackmoon is so beautiful that it looks like a painting.
My pussy clenches around him, and he groans. “Fuck, baby. Don’t do that unless you want me coming too quickly.” 
The growling sound of him holding back himself is so hot and sexy. Gosh, I love this man!
“Ahhh! Ethan! It feels so good!” 
He pulls his cock out, drives it in deep. 
In and out. 
His movements grow faster, harder, and my breath becomes harsh, haggard pants as I pull on my control. I can’t come again. I can’t come again. “Ahhh!”
“Wrap your legs around my hips and hold on, baby, because I can’t hold back any longer.” 
Once I do as he commanded me, he pulls back and drives forward. Fucking me harder and harder. 
His movements are so damn hard and fast. 
It doesn’t take long until I’m writhing beneath him once more. 
One of his huge hands reached down to play with my clit. “Come again, Little Dove.” 
“I can’t!” I cry. 
“You can. Come again for me. I want to feel you pulsing around my dick.” 
I let out a scream as he pushes me higher and higher until I come. 
The world spins around me. But then I realize that he’s pulled me up to his broad chest. Without taking his cock out of me, Ethan dips down to my neck. 
“*Mine!*”
He bites me. Precisely where my neck meets my shoulders. I scream at a white-hot split-second fire brand of pain, my toes curling. He leans back, surveying his handiwork on my body before finally releasing the grip on my hair. I let my head drop and glance down to see one small bead of blood on the top of my breast. 
Ethan’s cock seems to press into me more, filling my pussy with every fiber of himself. I hear him shout against my skin as he comes, but it sounds like it is from a distance. 
I forget how to breathe for a moment, forget who I am. 
It takes me a while to come down from my own high. I open my eyes and look at him, but Ethan seems like he can’t take his eyes off of the end of the blood trail on the top of my nipple now that has dripped down from his bite.
Ethan licks his lips, and I spot a bit of blood smeared on his fang. 
That is so hot! 
In a way that doesn’t make sense to me. 
In a way I never would have let any man mark me. 
But Ethan? 
He is no mere man. 
I rock my hips as he licks the trail up to my neck, and then his tongue flicks around the bite. I make a moaning sound in my throat and try to get closer to him. 
My cheeks are wet with tears because what just happened has felt like a religious experience. And it kind of was. I feel a bittersweet ache in my soul, knowing that this moment will be etched into my memory forever. 
The sensation of his mark is like a brand, searing and unforgettable. 
Ethan kisses my mouth and—
Oh, God!
Every sensation magnifies, more intense somehow. 
The scrape of his short beard. 
The pressure of his protective arms around me. 
The light-headedness seeping in. 
It’s messy and loud, but it’s perfect.
My teeth bare against his mouth. I shake in his hold. 
He gives two more thrusts, then I sob as I come, feeling the come bursts from Ethan’s cock. It fills me so much that and it spills from my pussy.
Satisfaction swirls through me. 
“You’re mine. Forever.” His voice is a chant, a coaxing soundtrack like... he is speaking to my soul.
"*Yours*!"

🐺 🐺 🐺
***Alpha Ethan***

Her sweet scent invades my nose, her heat filters through my body. 
Her body trembles as her breaths come out in sobs. My Little Dove’s skin glows unnaturally as I lick her skin, where I marked her. Fuck, she writhes on my cock, and I almost come again.
I kiss her soundly on the lips even though she’s still barely coherent. The haze settles over her eyes, and, fuck, it’s incredible to see. 
I wait until she catches her breath, and then, without pulling out, I lay on the bed, setting her body on top of mine. 
Even though I was the one who marked her, I feel the breath of new life. 
The steady pulse in my veins. 
The long-awaited beat of a heart that’s been dead too long.
My fated mate. 
Fuck! The mate bond is proving to be overwhelming. I’ve already loved my Little Dove and would already have given anything for her. 
But now? Everything is amplified. 
She practically glows before my eyes, brighter than the sun that is rising outside. 
Her pussy clenches around my cock, and I feel my come seeping out and dripping from her passage.
“Glad you came this time?” she teases, her voice muffled against my bare chest. I can feel the smug little smile curling against my skin.  
I let out a small bark of laughter. “You little—” My fingers curl around her braid, giving it a firm tug, tilting her head back until her eyes meet mine. “You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”  
She moans before her grin widens, utterly shameless. “Never!”