Ethan

Adea

That night, the bed dipped and warmth slowly covered my body. My mate’s scent filled my senses and I tried to fight the blanket of sleep from holding me down. Stubble slides against my cheek as he trails kisses up to my mouth.

I manage to open my eyes and see the shadowed outline of my mate above me. “I missed you,” Ethan says. The love in his gaze has my body moving on its own accord.

“Show me how much you missed me,” I whisper. I spread my thighs slowly and watch his eyes trail down my body and stop at my core. This man was made for me and I want what only he can give.

His mouth opens and he leans back to take me in. Ethan’s eyes drag over my pussy, desire and need stare back at me.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he says. His hands grab my knees and I clench my core when his tongue darts out and coats his bottom lip. Ethan opens my legs wider and I’m almost panting as he lowers his head.