Chapter 13 #2
When we reached the bedroom, he opened the door and walked over to the bed. Sitting down with me still in his arms, he said, “I know that phone call must have been difficult for you, Millie.”
He was right. Talking to my mom had been one of the hardest things I’d ever done, as well as disappointing.
I’d wanted so badly for her to have answers to questions that had been plaguing me since learning I was a ware, such as why couldn’t I shift?
Unfortunately, I was never going to get the truth from her.
All Jenny wanted to do was feed me to the pack.
To Osyrius, the “chosen one”. Fuck that! Now she really was dead to me.
“She doesn’t think of me as her daughter, Ethan. She only thinks of me as a pawn in this cut-throat game between packs.” The realization came to me in a wave that nearly made me sick.
Anger, hot and stinking, bubbled up inside of me. My temperature seemed to rise alongside my resentment as the truth detonated painfully inside my chest.
“That’s the downside of the so-called pure blood packs,” Ethan explained with a frown. “They’re so steeped in tradition, rules, and lineage, they forget what they even stand for. It’s sad really.”
“I’m glad you don’t belong to one of them,” I spat, getting to my feet. Turning to my mate, I placed my hands on either side of his cheeks and told him, “I’m glad you’re a Cascia House mutt. You’re a better ware and a better man for it.”
Ethan gifted me with a rare, full, beautiful smile. “Me too.”
Having to blow off some steam, I moved around the room, anxious and frustrated with my mom and that terrible phone call.
“What now, Ethan?”
Standing, my mate watched me pace but allowed me the much-needed space to vent. “We keep doing what we’re doing. You stay here and we protect you.”
I tilted my head. “For how long? Weeks? Months? Years? Your brothers have lives, Ethan. They can’t just hang around the cabin and babysit me from now to the end of eternity.
I want to work, go back to school, and live my own life.
Not be a prisoner in your home until Osyrius finds a new mate or kills our entire pack off one by one. ”
“I know, Millie. Let me and the guys brainstorm. We’ll come up with a solution that takes into consideration all of these important points.”
Suddenly, I recalled something my mother had said. “Ethan, what was my mother talking about when she asked if you had knotted and bitten me yet?”
Because of everything else we’d talked about, I’d nearly forgotten that comment. Ethan froze at my question, which made me do the same.
“Now’s not-,” He started to say, but I cut him off midsentence.
“If one more person tells me now’s not the time for something that it clearly is, then I’m going to lose my mind,” I warned in a deceptively quiet voice. “What the hell did she mean by the comment?”
“It’s what happens in the final stage of becoming bonded,” he admitted with a heavy sigh. “Alphas bite their mate’s throat while knotted to seal the covenant between themselves and their Omega.”
A second, powerful flash of anger crested over me then. Ethan had bitten me our first time, but not on the throat. He’d latched onto my wrist.
I was horrified that he should deceive me this way. “So we aren’t actually bonded? How long were you going to keep this information from me?”
“We’re bonded, Millie. Just not fully, yet. I didn’t tell you because I wanted to give you the choice when you were educated enough to make it,” Ethan explained, which somehow only managed to anger me all the more.
I was furious that I’d stumbled upon yet another secret that was associated with a world I’d so long been denied. “What that hell does that even mean?”
Coming closer, Ethan gazed down at me from his superior height.
“I wanted to give you a choice about whether or not to be my mate for life, Millie. Until I bite and knot you, you still have the choice to leave. To explore this new world of being a ware and all that goes along with it. It’s every omega’s right to choose her alpha. ”
“You don’t really want me!” I gasped, my body feeling as though it were being torn in two at his rejection of our bond.
His brother’s words from last night came to haunt me then and I was nearly brought to my knees.
“Stop it!” Ethan roared, stretching out his arms to stop me from pulling away from him.
“You’re my life’s blood, Millie. Losing you would be the single worst thing that could ever happen to me.
It would cripple me, mind, body and soul.
But you’re still so young, and I’m unwilling to rob you of the most important choice a young omega could ever make.
Tell me you understand that. I need to hear it. ”
My frantic gaze searched his then. He was telling the truth. I could see it all right there in his beautiful, kind eyes. He wanted me to choose him. To make that decision on my own. Well, I was going to do it.
I was going to do it right now.
Tugging the collar of my shirt to the side, I demanded, “Do it! Bite me! I want this. I want to be your mate for life.”
Ethan slowly shook his head. “No. Not like this. Not when you’re so angry and everybody is waiting downstairs for us. It should be special.”
I wasn’t taking no for an answer. Not about this. “I said do it! Unless you’re telling me you don’t want to?”
His steely blue gaze smoldered with anger, but also a great deal of lust. “No. That’s not what I’m saying. You’re angry and hurt by what just happened with your mother. I won’t take advantage of that. We can discuss this later tonight when we know what we’re going to do about the Tupilaq pack.”
He wasn’t getting it. I wanted this. More than anything I’d ever wanted before. I was about to show this alpha how far an omega was willing to go to get the man she wanted.
My fingers reached for the hem of my shirt and lifted it up and over my head. As I unsnapped my bra, I challenged, “What if that’s what I want? What if I want my alpha to take advantage of me? Will you do it then?”
A slow ticking pulse began at the base of Ethan’s neck. “This isn’t the time, Millie. We can discuss this later.”
Unbuckling my jeans, I turned around and gave my mate a rearview of my assets. Peeling down my pants, my ass and pussy were on display, though slightly covered by my thong.
Tossing a saucy look over my bare shoulder, I stated rather bluntly, “What I want is to be fucked right now, mate. We’re not leaving this room until I feel both your knot and your teeth deep inside of me. Do you understand that?”
Ethan
Her words were like a shot of adrenaline straight to my dick. At her demand for my knot and teeth to be buried inside of her, I nearly erupted in my pants.
Fuck, I wanted to do it so badly. To ruin that tight pussy of hers while sinking my teeth into her delicate skin.
But I couldn’t. It wasn’t right. She was only saying she wanted it because I was the only one she could trust. I had to remain strong, no matter how much I craved to give her every solid inch of that request as fast and hard as I knew she liked it.
“Put your clothes back on, Millie,” I warned, picking up on the scent of her sweet pussy dangerously wafting over to me.
That mouth-watering cunt was calling my name, begging for me to play with it. To tease it. To pound it so full of cock and knot all night long that she’d be walking funny the next morning.
God, I was losing my mind and I’d only smelled her. If she touched me, it would be over in seconds. I’d be lost to the desire that had hijacked both my brain and body like some kind of highly contagious virus.
“I’m not getting dressed,” Millie adamantly denied. “I’m going to play with my clit instead. You’re welcome to join me, if you want. I’d love your tongue to get me all sloppy wet before you fuck me raw. Don’t you want that too, Ethan? To play inside my tight pussy before knotting me?”
Christ, her filthy mouth was going to fucking break me. If she wasn’t careful, I’d stuff it so full of cock she’d be gagging on it.
“You know I do,” I croaked, adjusting the damning bulge in my jeans to the side so that it was less painful and I could think straight.
It didn’t help much, if at all. “But I’m not going to be goaded into doing something that we’d both regret later.
It will always be my job to protect you, Princess.
Whether you agree with my methods or not. ”
Millie sauntered toward the bed and crawled onto the mattress. Laying on her back, she spread her legs wide and peeked at me between her luscious thighs.
“Are you sure you don’t want to eat my pussy, Ethan? Or would you prefer to watch me play with it myself? I’m happy with both options. I just need to come to relieve all this pent-up tension I have.”
Millie didn’t wait for me to answer. Instead, she leaned back and shifted her panties to the side. Her fingers spread her lower lips so she could access that tingling little nerve bundle that had all of my attention at the moment, gasping with pleasure at her first soft touch.
Even from several feet away, I could hear how wet she was. Her smell perfumed the air and made my cock throb with the twin demands of freedom and imprisonment. To be stuffed directly into her snug cunt hole so it could fire the huge load brewing inside my balls.
My nostrils flared, my eyes feasted, and my mouth watered at the perfect sight before me.
My mate was teasing her cunt while simultaneously tweaking her rosy nipples.
The beast inside of me growled to life. The noise escaped my lips despite trying to lock him down tight.
He wanted to join in on all the fun, and I didn’t blame him.
Knowing she was getting to me, Millie began to take it up a notch. Moaning, she played with her slick clit, getting her cunt nice and juicy for me as I helplessly stood by, listening to her pleasure herself.