Chapter 17

***Alpha Ethan***

I instantly clamp my mouth shut, freezing for less than a second in the middle of what I’m doing right at the end of that absurd word—I didn’t expect to utter that, especially aloud.
What the actual fuck did I just say?
What the fuck is wrong with me?
‘Are you fucking mad?’ my wolf growls in my head. ‘She isn’t ours! She isn’t our mate!’
‘No shit!’ I bite back, ‘I did mean... to say it.’
Once again, those beautiful eyes of hers meet mine, searching for the reason behind my sudden pause. With a mix of genuine concern and surprise in her green gaze, Alicent remains motionless, as if my words have caught her off guard, too.
Well, I guess her reaction was predictable since it’s not common for a human man to go around claiming someone they had a one-night stand with as ‘theirs’. Much less a werewolf male - not that she knows I am one.
I observe her eyes for a bit longer, noticing a purity that goes beyond the dazzling aura she has exuded since the first time I laid eyes on her. Something about them feels just... oddly right.
Suddenly, she surprises me. Little dove tenderly cups my face and brings her lips tantalizingly close, just inches away from mine, before softly kissing me. Her kiss is so fucking soft that I all but melt with her soft lips. Somehow, she soothes and quiets the chaos of mine and my wolf’s thoughts in my mind. I tighten my arms around Alicent, and her body molds to mine like it fits. It’s like a fucking glove.
But then I suck her bottom lip until my teeth almost sink in. The gasp that escapes her throat unleashes.
Good.
I know very well I can’t keep going on like this.
It feels too much like we are making love, not that I have ever done that before.
That’s why I am suddenly feral as I sweep my tongue in her mouth. A groan vibrates low in my throat as our tongues meet, but I abruptly cease kissing her, and I immediately flip her over onto her hands and knees before I thrust deep inside her again, wasting absolutely no time.
Her gasp of surprise is fast followed by her moans as I hold her hips, driving her back and forth on my dick.
Goddess! It feels so fucking good.
I run my hand down her spine, “Lean down, little dove. Put your chest on the bed.” She whimpers as though she’s driving higher and higher toward that peak with my thrusts. I move one hand to the back of her neck. “Fuck! You’re so wet. So tight. You like this, don’t you, little dove? You like my cock.”
She moans at my words, and when I use my free hand to smack her ass several times, she yelps aloud. Still, she pushes back against me, making my cock impale her almost to the brim.
“Oh, Ethan! Ah!” Alicent’s hands drag across her face, her cheek pressed against the bed. It appears as though she is shy, almost as if she is embarrassed by her moans before she admits, “It feels so good.”
She doesn’t seem to talk during sex. Hell, her entire face blushed as she said the simple word ‘Sex’ earlier. She’s too sweet, too fucking pure for me.
I slap her ass again for good measure. I’m really not the man for her. Lucky for me and her, I’ll never see her again.
Her pussy pulses around my cock as I pound inside her, stretching her. She lets out a squeal as I bottom out before pulling out and doing it again.
Filled with so much satisfaction of driving fucking deep inside her, I let out a grunt, almost growling. The headboard bangs against the wall and drowns out her muffled squeals and whimpers.
I don’t feel like we are making love anymore.
We are fucking.
Still, there’s something about her that’s making this hard fucking feel different. That’s why I bury my dick inside her mercilessly, so I can get rid of that feeling.
A louder cry falls from her lips when I wrap my fist around her hair and pull her head back, drawing her towards me.
So fucking close to me that Alicent’s sweet scent becomes even stronger.
I bend and kiss the side of her neck. I breathe in the sweet scent of her hair.
It’s just fucking intoxicated! Her skin is so fucking soft! Her flesh seems to beg me to a little bite, my mouth waters, urging me to get close and have just one single—
I gasp momentarily after I find my mouth inches away from where her throat connects to her shoulder. I almost bite down. I nearly sank my teeth into Alicent’s skin to claim her.
Fuck! What is wrong with me tonight?
It can only be her stupid bright aura’s fault.
I force myself to resist the temptation to bite her neck, but I need to do something to tame my primal urge, so to satisfy my instinct, I pull her hair and give her a little nibble on the side of her jaw.
“Mmn,” Alicent moans, and it drives me crazy.
Well, just a little bite won’t hurt—“Ouch,” she gasps loudly as I bite her shoulder.
Fuck! I forgot she’s human!
I compel myself to stop biting her and shift my hand from her hip to her rib, but then, I feel something on her skin that appears to be a scar. A rather sizeable one. She must have had an accident not long ago. This just proves and reminds me that Alicent is human. If she were a she-wolf, she would have regenerated by now. But that doesn’t make any difference anyway. Whether fucking humans or werewolves, it doesn’t matter. Right now, all I want is just some pussy to warm my dick before heading back to my pack.
I know I’ll never see her again, so the less I know about her, the better. Well, that’s what I try to convince myself and ignore this urge to protect her so she never gets hurt like that scar again.
I let go of Alicent’s hair and she falls forward on the bed again, resting her face on her crossed arms. Her body shakes beneath me as I relentlessly thrust with unyielding force and no regard.
I keep one hand fisted in her black hair and the other on her hip, dragging her in and out of my cock.
A growl comes out of my chest. I’ve never tried so hard not to control so much when fucking someone. I’ve never repressed myself like this. It’s usually the contrary.
Fuck me! This woman’s fucking aura is like catnip to me.
She pants, and I see her toes curling. Her legs are spread wide so she can take me as deep as I want to. I increase my pace as I push her body taut, and Alicent’s moans turn to a pitch higher. “I… Oh, Ethan! Oh God, oh, God—”
Her sweet moans spark in my blood like a fucking flame against gasoline, and I just can’t wait anymore to cum!
The bed frame slams against the wall. She whimpers with every thrust.
The scent of her arousal fills my nose and the hot pulse of her pussy is too much. I’ve never felt anything like her cunt. Soft like silk, soaking wet, and so tight it grips me and fondles every inch of my length as I fuck it.
My orgasm draws closer, and I push myself into her again and again, chasing it without a thought in my head. I feel her tense, but I can’t stop right now. My orgasm travels down my back, and I thrust in deeply and go still, feeling the pleasure throb through my cock as all my tension releases into her tight pussy.
I empty myself as I fall over Alicent, using one hand to keep myself from crushing her.
My hips ride out the final pulses of my intense orgasm. My mouth hovers just over her ear, and I bite her earlobe.
My body spikes with unexpected pleasure so intense I instinctively tried to scoot away.

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***Alicent***

His thrust is like a wild animal being let out of his cage. I’ve never been moved around like this before during sex. I’m mostly used to missionary. I’ve been on top of Logan to ride him a few times, but nothing else.
Nothing like this.
This is a full-on workout. Who the hell needs the gym?
Not that I’ve been doing much since he’s been doing all the work for both of us here. Still, I’m so out of breath that I’m gasping for air. I can feel my lungs flutter in his wide chest with each breath.
His calloused hand pushes me harder into the too-soft mattress beneath my back, and I’m about to fall over the edge—still not believing that I will be able to cum during sex, as this has never happened before—but then, suddenly, his movements slowed. A silent sob slips out of my mouth as I try to move my hips faster, chasing that elusive high.
But it’s too late.
His body collapses on top of me, keeping me from making any movement.
Oh my! I was about to cum! He groans and bites my earlobe, and although it feels good and makes me moan, it isn’t enough for me to reach my climax.
“Fuck!” His deep voice close to my ear makes my body shiver with pleasure, and I close my eyes, biting my lower lip in an attempt to hide my sense of anticlimax. “I came so hard!” Ethan murmurs, appearing to be speaking to himself rather than to me.
My eyes open, but they don’t meet his.
How do I *respond* to that?
Do I *congratulate* him?
“I... Um... I...” I can feel my face turning redder and hotter.
I don’t even know what to say. *Good Job?* or *I hope you won’t regret this and remember me?*
The former doesn’t seem the right thing to say. The second is a wish of mine that I’m sure won’t be reciprocated.
I’m not used to having a one-night stand. Usually, after cumming, Logan just rolls over and goes to sleep. At least I’m used to not cumming. It’s a little disappointing, though, because I was almost reaching a high that I’d never achieved alone with my fingers before.
Finally, I take a silent deep breath, and still without looking at him, I settle on, “Well done?!”