33. VANYA: EZRA'S FIRST TIME

Somehow along the way something had gone wrong. Something between Obsidian and I had changed.
When we got out of the shower there was no gentleness left. He had been rough—not that I didn’t like it—but I hated the coldness in his gaze, and the fact that he always took me from behind.
I hated not being able to touch him.
Obsidian had fucked me numerous times during the night and even this morning before we left the basement, but I wasn’t even sore. There weren’t bruises from being tied up either, which was strange considering the fact that I bruised easily.
I sighed and braced my hand on tiles wall as my head dropped to hang between my shoulders.
“Humans are only good for one thing and one thing only; fucking.”
Tears burned my eyes. His words hurt more than it should.
Last night, it felt like we had connected, but clearly I’d been wrong.
Tilting my face back under the water, I allowed it to wash away my tears. I stood there until it had dried and I had managed to bury some of the pain, and then I got out of the shower and dressed before sliding into bed.
But sleep didn’t come even though I was exhausted.
So I walked over to the window and stared out at the waterfall. It wasn’t long before Ezra entered the room.
He walked right over to me and without a word, wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. We stood like that—with his face pressed to my neck and his arms wrapped around my waist—for a few minutes until he broke the silence.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded because there was nothing else to do.
“Do you want some ice cream? I read that humans like to eat that when they’re sad.”
An unexpected laugh fell from my lips. “No, I don’t want some ice cream but I wouldn’t say no for some chocolate.”
Ezra groaned. “We don’t have chocolate.”
“It’s okay.”
He sighed, and pressed a kiss to my shoulder before stepping away and walking over to the bed.
My eyes were drawn to the waterfall once again. I wanted to go there again, alone so I could clear my head. I needed to think. The four of us were together, weren’t we? It wouldn’t work if Obsidian wasn’t part of the relationship. How could I possibly stay with him without being with him?
Did I love them?
“Vanya?”
“Do you ever wonder why?” I asked him softly.
“Why what?”
I looked at him. “Why he acts the way he does? Why he always pushes everyone away? Why he hates humans so much?”
“Sugarplum,” he sighed.
“For a time last night he was so different.” I smiled but it quickly faded. “He treated me like I was his equal.”
Ezra held out his hands. “Come here.”
I bit my lips as I walked over to him and slipped my hands into his. Ezra pulled me closer to stand between his legs and gave my hands a squeeze before letting go and gripping the back of my thighs.
“When we first got here, there were rumours, but Devrim quickly silenced them.” He paused. “Obsidian wasn’t like us. He came from somewhere else. I think that’s why the humans liked tormenting and abusing him.”
“W-what kind of abuse?”
He shrugged. “Nobody knows. Devrim and Obsidian were locked together on another floor. I think that’s why they’re so close now. A lot of us suffered abuse from time to time, Vanya. It wasn’t anything new to us.” He hesitated. “Devrim is the only one who knows what exactly happened to Obsidian.”
Then I needed to talk to Devrim then. Maybe he could tell me more about Obsidian.
“Show me.”
I frowned down at Ezra. “What?”
“Show me how to. . .pleasure you. Show me what I need to do to make you forget about what he said.”
I blinked at him as surprise filled me. His eyes showed me exactly how serious he was.
“You want to have sex?” I asked him just to be sure.
He nodded but then his face fell and he pulled away from me. “It’s okay,” he muttered. “Forget I said anything. I’ll let you get some rest.”
“Ezra.” I grabbed his arm when he moved. “Wait.”
“You’re tired, Vanya. I understand that you’ve had a long night.”
Stepping around him, I tilted my head back and searched his eyes. I caught the pain before he could mask his expression.
“Ezra”—I slipped my hands up his chest to the back of his neck, and tugged—“I didn’t mean it like that. I. . .are you sure?”
His brows dipped into a frown. “I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life before.” He smiled and reached out to grip my hips. “I want nothing more than for you to be the first woman I enter.”
“Dev is right,” I muttered. “You need to work on your dirty talk.”
He chuckled and then swooped down to steal a kiss.
“I’ll work on it,” he promised against my lips.
“Good.” I pecked his lips and pulled away before he could deepen the kiss. “Get naked.”
His lips curled up into a wide smile as he took a few steps back and reached back. I nearly groaned when he pulled his shirt off in that sexy way only men managed.
My eyes dropped when he hooked his fingers into the band of his gym short, but he didn’t push it down like I was expecting him too.
“You know, it’s not fair that I’m the only one getting naked.”
I laughed. “Fine. Get on the bed.”
Ezra hesitated and then moved. My laughter increased when he practically jumped onto the bed. He rolled onto his back and sat up to scoot backwards so he could rest back against the pillows.
He smirked and raised an eyebrow. What now? His eyes were questioning. Sitting on the bed like that, he looked as hot as hell. I took the time to study every inch of his tanned skin before I moved.
Smiling, I walked over to the bedside table and picked up my phone. Opening the music player, I searched until I found the song I thought would be perfect. Placing the phone down again, I walked over to the end of the bed and took a few steps back so I was within his view.
A few seconds later Ariana Grande’s Dangerous Woman started playing.
I wanted to make him remember his first time. I wanted to give him the best fucking experience I could.
“What are you doing?” he questioned huskily.
I only smiled and moved my hips slowly from side to side. My hands trailed down my side to my legs until I reached the hem of the shirt. I teasingly tugged the shirt up.
His purr could be heard over the music and it spurred me on.
My smile dropped as I pulled the shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. My fingertips brushed teasingly over my breasts as my hands moved down again to hook into the band of my shorts and panties. I increased the movement of my hips as I pushed it down my legs and stepped out of it.
I bit my lip as I watched him from beneath my lashes. His body was tensed, and it looked like he was in pain. My eyes dropped to his crotch to watch as he slowly stroked himself through his shorts.
“Vanya,” he growled. “I need you.”
I needed him too. Swallowing I moved forward and placed my hands on the bed and then my knees. His eyes narrowed and dropped to my chest as I slowly crawled towards him.
I loved the way he watched me. I loved the fact that he was being affected just as badly as I was.
Kneeling between his spread thighs, I leaned closer.
Ezra groaned when I pressed my chest against his. His eyes fluttered closed and his head dropped back when I pressed my lips against his neck. I placed open-mouthed kisses up his neck and along his jaw until I reached his lips.
His hand slipped into my hair as I kissed him.
I lost myself in the kiss—the teasing forgotten as Ezra pulled me closer. He tugged on my hair, tilting my head back so his lips could move down my throat.
I moaned and sat up to climb onto his lap. His hands slid up and down my back from shoulder blades down to the small of my back and then up again. His lips trailed lower to my chest. I jerked when he nipped my skin with his sharp teeth. His lips trailed lower and then closed over my nipple.
My back arched and a moan fell from my lips.
Unlike Obsidian, Ezra was gentle. It felt like he was almost afraid to touch me—like he thought of me like a piece of glass.
I tugged on his hair until he raised his head to look up at me. I dived down and captured his lips in a bruising kiss.
Ending the kiss, I brushed my lips along his jaw and to his ear. Sucking his earlobe into my mouth, I nipped the skin before I moved my lips down to his neck.
I could feel the erratic beat of his pulse beneath my lips.
His chest vibrated against mine as he rumbled when I bit down and sucked hard to create a love bite. Ezra’s body jerked against mine and a strange sound fell from his lips. It wasn’t for the feel of his dick jerking against my pussy; I might’ve thought that I had hurt him.
“Vanya,” he groaned.
I ignored him and continued the trail I had planned. He was forced to let me go when I scooted backwards. But it seemed like Ezra had reached the end of his patience.
The air locked in my throat when he spun us around. I blinked up at him in shock. The look on his face would’ve scared me if I hadn’t known how turned on he was.
Ezra reached between us and pushed his shorts down before lowering his body against mine.
My mouth dropped open when I felt the tip of his dick at my entrance. He braced himself on his arms on either side of me and then lowered his head until his forehead brushed against mine.
“If I let you continue doing that, I’m going to come in my pants,” he whispered. “I want to be inside you when that happens.”
He gripped my thigh and guided my leg over his him as he slowly entered me. “Fuck,” he hissed. “You’re so warm and wet. . .so tight.”
His eyes fluttered closed and his mouth dropped open. I reached up to grip his shoulders as he started moving.