Forever Yours (MM)(COMPLETE)

Chapter Thirty Five

Ethan

A/N: If you want to know what I was listening to when I wrote this chapter, it's I Told You Things by Gracie Abrams. Listen or read the lyrics! Let me know if you can figure out when I wrote what! :)

I'm in a hazy dream, but I feel the comforter on my skin, and movement near my body. My head's still trying to sleep, I'm tired.. Warmth.. Tingly pleasure. A low moan clears my head, and my eyes blink open.

Connor's not on his side of the bed, and another zap of pleasure shoots through me. My eyes drop down, and I lift the blanket. Connor's there, his lips perfect pink lips widening to take my cock deeper down his throat. My heart speeds up, or at least it feels like it does. My mouth fucking waters and it takes everything in me not to shove my length all the way down Connors tight throat.

He relaxes, sinking deeper, taking more and more. My grunts and groans fill the room, and my hand travels down, tangling in his red strands. I tug and thrust my hips forward, hitting deeper in his throat. Connor gags, and I let go. He pulls off, and fucking whimpers. "Do it again" and then his hot mouth engulfed me.

I don't hesitate, gripping his strands and fucking his throat. Connor moans, relaxing his throat. His hands grip my thighs to hold on as I take all I can get. It's been a long time apart, and being together has given me this wild hunger for him. I need to feel him, and feeling his throat tighten around me makes me see fucking stars.

Connor's eyes land on mine, they're filled with tears but he keeps egging me on. Keep begging for more.

My hand slides down to his nape, gripping tightly as I roll my hips forward, Connor's nose hits my pelvis and I go as far as I can. Then I pull back an inch, and slam forward. His throat tightens around me, and I gasp. "Fuck Pretty Boy. Your throat feels so fucking good" im pulling back more, and rolling forward, harder. "Almost as good as your perfect fucking ass" my hand slides up, and i grab onto his hair. I pull him off, and he goes with a whimper.

A low growl, and my wolf is pushing forward. I know i could reign him in, but he's waited long fucking enough.

My hand still in Connor's hair, I push his face down into the pillows. I search for lube in the bedside drawer, and then I move up onto my knees. I sit back on my haunches behind my mate. Releasing his head, I lube up my fingers.

I waste no time to slide into him, and he lets out loud needy whimpers as I prep him. "You're so fucking ready for it" i murmur, leaning close to his ear. My fingers hit deep, rubbing his prostate just right. "So ready to soak the sheets in your come" another hard thrust, and Connors body is edging up the bed.

"My cock's gonna hit so deep" I curl my fingers, and Connor pants loudly. "Make you come so hard you can't fuckin see Pretty Boy" i rasp, nipping at his ear. Connor's thighs shake, and he's whimpering.

"Need you E" Connor tries to get up, but I shove him back down. My wolf growls, and my vision blinks out. "Please" he whines, begging for something.

I remove my fingers, but keep my hold on my mate. I coat my length in the lube, and rub my tip all over his entrance. Connor gasps, and moans when I breach him. My jaw tenses, and I push forward, sinking deeper into his tight channel. He's so warm, and feels like fucking home.

I slam forward, the loud sound of our skin slapping fills the room. Connor's gripping the edge of bed for dear life. I couldn't stop from pummeling into his tight heat if I wanted to. He's all consuming. He's everything.

The way his pale skin turns red, the way he cries for more, he's everything.

"C-can't last" Connor whimpers, and moans, and he buries his face deep into the pillows. His whole body tightens, and freezes up. His tight channel tightens, holding me tight inside of him. Finally, I released him.

But that isn't the end of our very long morning.

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"Hey" I pull open my front door, and Scarlett gives me a flirty smile.

"Hey E" She grins, and I step aside so she can come in. Scarlett does, and she heads into the living room. I used to think she was an okay person. Now thinking about her makes my skin crawl, and I just want to get this done and over with.

"So what did you want to talk about, alone at your house?" She asks, raising a brow at me. She leans forward, exposing her chest more. "What do you need?"

"Oh uh.." My brows crease, because I don't know where she got the impression that she can talk to me the way she does. I suppose it's because I let her. But no more of that. "I am just asking you here to tell you that you're going under review for child abuse, commiting harm to another pack member, and endangering children. You have some serious claims, and you will be detained until you are sentenced. We're doing things a different way now, so it's a long process. You have 24 hours to get your personal life in order" I cross my arms over my chest.

Scarlett's eyes widen, and she looks taken back by my words. She straightens, and shakes her head. "What.. No. E, that's not what we should be talking about now! You're supposed to be admitting you want me. Finally confessing your true feelings." She tries to grab my arm, but I side step her. My head is starting to hurt from this conversation. Scarlett has to be incredibly delusional to think I want her in any way.

"I have a mate. I am happily mated. I am in love with my mate. I only want my mate. My mate? Is Connor. Are you catching onto my theme now?"

"E.. you don't mean that" Scarlett steps closer "Just.. give me a chance" And she's in my space, and her lips are against mine. My spine feels like it was blasted with an ice gun, because I freeze completely. I don't kiss her back.

But I don't pull away. I don't do anything. And when she does, and i can process what just fucking happened. My eyes land on Connor. He's standing in the doorway, with watery eyes.

"What the hell was that?" He snaps out, his eyes zeroing on me.

"Connor.. I'm glad to see you're doing better. You know, after being a nut job and all" Scarlett smiles sweetly.

Connor looks at me, but he's not looking at me. His eyes are hazy, and he's crying so much. He doesn't look okay, and my whole body tightens. I think I'm triggering him.

"I stopped, instead of walking to you..and begging" He takes a deep breath. "Stay.. No-no.."Connor shakes his head. "You've changed.. Not a lot..But enough..So many..Games.." He shakes his head. "I've lost a year, I've thought of hundreds of ways to tell you..What if i took your calls.." Connor shakes his head slowly. "You built this-this life-cage.. I lost color.. I'm insane?" Connor laughs, but it's void of emotions "Sh-shame..guilt.. So much pain.." Connor runs his hands through his hair. He shakes his head and sniffles. He takes a deep breath to himself.

Then with clear eyes, he looks at me. "I told you things that I never, ever told anyone else. Not anyone I was emotionally connected to." He shakes his head. "I regret that" And then Connor is leaving me, standing there. I try to follow, but he's so fucking quick.

What the fuck..did i do..