The Mate

Chapter Twenty Five

She didn't know how to feel about what she had agreed to do. She didn't know what she wanted to do but this was going to happen no matter what. She saw that Ethan was sitting on the edge of the bed. His shoulders were slumped and his hands were folded together.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to. I don't want to push you into this. This isn't how I want my mate to be treated. I want you to know that I want you. I truly want you. Just as bad as you want Alex. That's the mate bond but now that I know you and know more about you I feel like that."

"I know how much I love my Alex and I don't know if I will ever love you and if I do I doubt I will love you as much as I love him. He is my love, my life. I don't know if this is going to work out or not. I would like to see if there is anything here. Because I am afraid that a part of me does want you. And I hate it."

"Why? What's so wrong with me?"

"First impressions are everything." she reminded him.

"Yeah." he sighed. "I didn't give the best one either. I'm sorry. I was just mad that you didn't understand that I was your mate too. I want this. I want you." he grabbed her hands and pulled her to him.

"I don't know how to feel. I think when we do this I will need some serious time to think."

"Do you want to do this?"

"I guess. I really think I do. Alex and I kinda knew that this was going to happen at one point. So, this is something that is going to have to happen."

"Is this something that you want to do now?"

"Sure. But I'm not in the mood so I hope you know how to get a girl ready."

"I might know a few tricks." he winked at her.

Okay, so maybe he wasn't that bad looking. He stood up taking her towel off her body. He waited for the towel to drop before he looked at her body.

"Thank the Moon Goddess," he whispered. He ran a finger down from her neck, her shoulder, over her breasts and to her stomach. She didn't know what to do with her hands or arms. She didn't know what to do at all, but she did know that she was starting to like the way her body was reacting to his touch.

She watched the way his hands traveled down to her peak, she felt his fingers slide between her lips and into her. On her gasp he captured her lips. Her hands went to his hair as she used that to help stand up. She could feel herself getting close to the edge but refused herself to let go.

She couldn't let herself go. She needed to make it as difficult as possible for him. She wanted her husband. She wanted Alex. As badly as she wanted her mate, a part of her was begging him to hurry up and take her. She wanted him more than she thought she wanted. She let a moan out looking down at him. She seriously couldn't deny the fact that he was incredibly handsome.

He looked up as she was watching him. She didn't want anything to stop them. She was enjoying this too much. A part of her was begging him to continue, to never stop while the other part of her was crying out for Alex. She decided to shut the part that was asking for Alex off so she could enjoy what Ethan was doing.

When she felt herself start to let go he growled. The growl vibrated through her to the bone. It set her off, she came crashing around his tongue. She couldn't stop it from happening again. She felt his tongue begin to travel up her body, making it to her breast where he sucked on one of her nipples, playing with the other. She was trying to not compare him to her husband but that was so difficult to not do.

Ethan was ready to sink himself deep in her but he needed to make sure she was ready and she was getting there. He placed in the middle of the bed, her body on display.

"Fuck," he mumbled. Her hands were reaching out to him for him to hurry up and get in her.

"Are you going to just stand there or are you going to get in me?" she asked him.

"Yes, let me just keep looking at you."

"If it was Alex-" she didn't get a chance to say anything else. He jumped on top of her, jerked her legs to him, lined himself up.

He sunk deep into her then groaned when she came crashing around him. He began to pump in and out of her slowly. He wanted her to feel every inch there was on him. He wanted her to feel how large he was. He wanted her to feel stretched out. And she was feeling it all.

With a moan passing through her lips, he slammed deep in her. He pushed her legs behind her head and leaned into her, allowing himself to go deeper. She didn't even know her body could do that. With one hand he held her feet but her ankles and with his other he rubbed her clit.

She felt herself getting tighter and tighter. She didn't know how much longer she was going to be able to last. He felt her about to go over the edge. He pulled out and flipped her over on her stomach. He grabbed her hips pulling her ass in the air. He rubbed her ass with his hands as he pushed himself in her. Each time he would slam into her he would slap her ass.

She moaned, getting tighter and tighter, she didn't have much longer before she knew she would be coming on him. She wanted him to come in her, deep in her. He was close but he wanted to last longer because it felt too good to stop. He didn't want it to end. He knew that as soon as he was done they were done. But, he knew that it wouldn't be forever if he marked her.

He leaned down and kissed her neck, the other side of her neck had her other mark. He growled thinking about her neck not being his. She felt his teeth begin to touch her neck.

"No," she told him sternly. "Don't think about it."

"But it's such a perfect neck."

"No," she told him again. He obeyed her.

He continued to pump until he knew he was close. When she came around him she pulled him on his own as well. He fell on top of her when he came.

"Fuck." he groaned out before he fell on her.

She could feel her body begin to relax. She hummed then giggled.

"Okay, now you can compare me."

"You want my honest opinion?" she asked him.

"No, I want you to lie." he told her sarcastically.

"Alex is good. Damn good."

"So, you're saying that I'm better."

"You wish," he told him. He lifted up his hands to see her.

"So?" he asked her.

"You're good too." she told him. "But, I have a connection with Alex, which is already going to give him the leg up. Not only that I love Alex. I don't love you."

He got off her and rolled to her side. "What if I could make you love me?"

"I don't want you looking at this, or whatever this is, as a competition. I'm not some prize to be won. I'm not a trophy. That's how I feel about whatever this is between us. You make it like this is a game that was to be won. Alex cares about me. He will do anything to make sure that I am happy. He wants me to have the most amazing life possible. He is going to do everything in his power to make and keep me happy and secure." She sat up.

"And you think that I can't do that for you?"

"I don't know. You've just been so grabby with me. You've been so rude and such an asshole this whole time. I feel like you're taking my happiness away from me and yet you expect me to just fall in love with you." she started putting her clothes on.

"Well, you're my mate, you should be in love with me."

"No, it doesn't mean anything. I fell in love with Alex at pretty much first sight. He was charming and amazing. He was sweet when he wanted to be but he was also dark."

"But it's not like that for me?"

"No, it's not." she crossed her arms. "I want to go home now."

"So, it's just a 'let's fuck' and 'take me home'?"

"I didn't want to come, this was something that I had to do. And now it's over."

He didn't say anything as he got dressed. "I'll take you home since I can't give you a home." he said solemnly.