He grabbed me by my thighs and boosted me out of the water. My ass connected with the side of the tub, back leaning against the mirror that reflected the bathroom. Ethan spread my legs wide open and put his tongue right on my apex. He kissed and sucked there like he did my mouth, and by the gods, I wanted to pass out from the pleasure. Ethan’s lips left marks along my thighs before he dove his tongue in and out of my core. My skin grew heated, and I got a thrill as I watched his reflection in the mirror, pleasuring me as if his life depended on it.
I began to gasp. Ethan reached around and grabbed my ass, bringing me closer and digging his fingers into my skin. My fingers kneaded his hair and pulled as his tempo increased. I orgasmed against his mouth, and Ethan gave a masculine noise of contentment as he continued to pleasure me through the waves of heat and lust.
His whole body was convulsing with want. The moment I was done, I slid back into the tub— I grabbed Ethan’s shoulders and forced him to sit back while I straddled his hips.
Ethan gave me a glance as I hovered over his body. There was a heated agreement in both of our gazes that made my stomach jolt. In a breathy voice, Ethan asked, “Are you sure?”
His question made me pause. I wanted to have fun— and in my opinion, what was more fun than giving your virginity to a prince in a fancy-ass bathtub?
It wasn’t the beautiful fairy tale I’d pictured in my head all these years, not the romantic evening I’d imagined over and over. I’d figure we’d take it slow our first time— a four-poster bed, a bottle of wine. Not a frenzied fuck where I could barely control my urges.
But screw all that. I didn’t need the fantasies. I could no longer deny myself the pleasure of giving my body to Ethan Nowak. I desired him now. Waiting any longer would be simply torture. My mating instinct was driving me on. No one’s first time was perfect, but mine would be, so long as it was Ethan I shared my first time with.
“Yes,” I decided. “I want this.”
Ethan’s eyes sparked, and he said, “So do I.”
We didn’t need to waste more time fucking around with words when there were other things we could play with. I felt Ethan’s dick underneath me. I tried to relax as I sank down. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting— but when Ethan was inside of me, the sensations I felt coursing through my core certainly weren’t it. They were powerful— delicious. Everything in my world changed as I realized that Ethan and I were joined as one, and godsdamn, it feltincredible.
Ethan gave a noise of absolute bliss. He moved closer, keeping his eyes on mine, though they were already clouded over with the thrill of sex. I put my hands on his shoulders and began riding him slowly, feeling out the new sensitivities as they coursed through my skin. Ethan was— pretty big. At first, it was slightly uncomfortable, but I focused on the color of his eyes, and matching the rhythm of my breaths with my strides as I rode him up and down. Eventually, I felt myself loosen, and the tight pressure slid into even more ecstasy. I picked up the pace, and Ethan gave a couple gasps. They were accompanied by the synchronization of my moans with his.
I’d thought I’d experienced pleasure when he’d been giving me oral, but this… it was more than just feelings. I felt so connected with Ethan, closer to him than I ever had before. Everything that kept us apart fell away, cloaking us in a veil of intimacy that was more intoxicating than wine. I felt our bond strengthen and solidify, wrapping around us like a ribbon as we joined our souls into a dance of splendor. My head went dizzy with the power of my emotions, and by the hazy look in Ethan’s eyes, he felt the same.
Ethan’s gasps turned to masculine groans that sent a signal straight to my ovaries. I came, clenching myself around Ethan as I leaned forward and kissed his neck, tasting the water droplets that had accumulated there. Ethan tucked his head into the crook of my neck for just a moment, before his eyes widened. He grabbed me around the hips, and I held on for dear life as he began lifting me up and down on his cock at top speed, ramming himself into my form. I watched myself in the mirror, gaping at my elated expression before observing Ethan’s perfect muscles as he made love to me. I came again— my fingernails dug into his skin, leaving scratches, and I bit down on his shoulder as I experienced rapture at his touch.
“Fuck!” Ethan drew out the word, the last letter ending in a soft hiss. He gave a couple gasps that were hard and fast, and I felt it as he emptied himself into me, giving me the last of his euphoria.
Both Ethan and I were breathing hard. Water was all over the bathroom, and the mirror was fogged. We looked into each other’s eyes for a few moments, the bond still surrounding us and encompassing our world in one of ravishment.
I slowly pulled myself off him. I sat between his thighs in the middle of the tub. Ethan reached out and rubbed his thumb along the edge of my chin, giving a wry smile. “Was that fun for you?”
I nodded. After all that, words just didn’t seem to have the same effect.
I observed the scratches and bite marks on his shoulders. “Damn. I really fucked you up.”
Ethan wiggled his eyebrows. “In more ways than one.”
I scoffed. “What do you know? Ethan Nowak has a sense of humor.”
I grabbed the sponge and began washing the bruises. They were already healing quickly due to his shifter magic, but they bothered me still.
“Don’t feel bad,onawilke,” Ethan said. “I’m happy to have battle scars from my little wolf.”
“Could you feel it when I was scratching you?” I asked.
“No.” He shook his head. “I got lost in the moment. All I wanted was to come inside you.”
“Well, you did,” I quipped. “It was definitely a new experience.”
“Indeed.” Ethan paused. “Youarestill on birth control, correct?”
“Yes,” I said. “We’re safe.” Probably a question he should’ve asked before we went crazy, instead of going at it like zoo creatures. Shifters were closer to actual animals than I realized. Their wild instinct came out in the bedroom, apparently.
“Hm.” Ethan’s response was approving, if not a little disappointed.
I splashed him. “Don’t be like that. I’m not having babies, remember?”
“Of course.” Ethan reached for a towel on a stand by the bath. “I… will need your help getting out of here and to the bed.”
