23. Rami
Rami
Every minute I spent in Ethan’s company was better than the last.
Tonight was no exception. His reaction to something as simple as a romantic table setting had had me wanting to weep and secretly vowing to raise his standards so he’d know to expect nothing less.
And when he’d opened up to me? It had revealed so many layers of him, while also making me want to hunt down his father and hurt him the way he’d hurt Ethan.
Now, kneeling between my mate’s legs while he promised to beg for me? There was a chance I’d died and gone to Heaven. Actually, that wasn’t true.
Heaven had nothing on Ethan Routliff.
“I can’t wait to hear it,” I rumbled. “Are you definitely comfortable like this?”
Ethan gave me a dopey grin. “You gotta stop worrying about me.”
Ha. Would literally never happen.
“I’m just saying, I’m not rushing this,” I said huskily, running my hands up his thighs until my palms were full of his luscious arse. “You had your meal, and now I’m going to enjoy mine. Thoroughly.”
“Oh my god.” Ethan’s head hit the wood with a soft thud that had me wincing. Thank fuck I’d layered so many blankets on the table. “I might not survive this.”
I chuckled darkly, nipping at the back of his knee. “Death can’t take you from me, Ethan, so you better strap in for the ride.”
He went slightly rigid at my words and I cursed myself internally. I mean, what I said was correct, but he didn’t know that.
I needed to fix that, and soon.
To bring Ethan back into the moment, I gently touched his balls, rolling them in my palm. “So tight and full already. Can’t wait for them to fill my mouth.”
“I hate to break it to you, but that’s not going to happen unless you put your mouth on me.”
“Oh, I’m going to put my mouth on you alright. But not there. Not yet.”
That was all the warning I gave him before shuffling closer.
With his legs over my shoulders, the move splayed him open for me, lifting his hips off the table ever so slightly.
Not wanting Ethan to have to bear his own weight, I wrapped my hands around his hips, holding him up.
His hole winked up at me from between his cheeks, a tight little star that I was dying to taste again. “Beautiful.”
Pressing my lips to it, I suckled the tender skin. Ethan’s legs immediately began to shake on my shoulders. Licking his hole in firm circles, I patiently waited for him to let me in. With how he was moaning and writhing in my hands, I was happy to wait forever.
Eventually, his rim softened enough to grant me entrance. I pointed my tongue and thrust inside.
Ethan’s hips bucked off the table. Well, they tried, but my grip was too strong. I released a thread of my power, healing any bruises I might be leaving. While I loved the idea of Ethan wearing my physical marks, I didn’t want him in any pain or discomfort.
Not even for a second.
I kept fucking him with my tongue until his whole body was vibrating. I was tempted to get him off like this, but I had other plans for tonight. Plans that needed me to focus on stretching him with more than just my mouth.
After picking up the lube I’d dropped on the floor when I was arranging the bedding, I slicked up my fingers, all the while sucking Ethan’s balls into my mouth one at a time. They were so tight. So delicious. I could taste him forever.
Maybe, just maybe, he’ll let me.
I touched his rim lightly, skimming my finger around the loose muscle. “Do you remember what I told you last night?”
Ethan lifted his head and shot me an incredulous look. Honestly, it was freaking adorable what with how his hair was pointing in every direction.
“Are you kidding? I don’t think I could tell you my own name after that. The fact that I’m speaking at all should be deemed a miracle.”
My chest puffed out at the praise. I was the one making Ethan feel like this. Me. His mate.
I was falling for him so fast it wasn’t even funny.
“I told you how this would go,” I reminded him, my voice husky. “How I’d slide just one finger in at first, toying with your rim until you’re begging for more.”
I did just that and Ethan panted. “Okay, I’m begging. Please, Rami, give me more.”
“We can’t rush this, baby. You need to be ready for me.”
“I thought you were going to make me come first.” Ethan gave a thready whine so full of need that it had me shivering. “This isn’t doing that.”
“I’m getting there, Eth.” I slid my finger deeper. “But I’m not going to give you a boring, rushed orgasm. I want you to remember this.”
To remember me.
He gave me a crooked grin. “Trust me, Rami, I could live a thousand years and never forget a single second of this.”
Hope. That was the feeling filling my heart. God, I’d never been so afraid of an emotion before. But no other had had the opportunity to ruin me as thoroughly as this one.
I slid my finger deeper, crooking it until I found the nirvana I sought. I kept my eyes fixed on Ethan as I ran my finger over it.
“Oh fuck!” His head fell back against the table, his chest heaving. “More, please, Rami. I need more. Please.”
I had wanted to drag this out for longer. But seeing my mate beg and plead like this was quickly destroying the little self-control I had.
I added another finger. I really did need to stretch Ethan well, but I could give him that orgasm he so desperately needed at the same time.
Part of me wondered if he could come like this. That sounded like a fun idea to explore another time. Right now, my soul was screaming for me to give my mate the satisfaction he needed. Fingers still buried deep in his arse, I bent forwards and took his cock into my mouth.
I didn’t tease him. No, I took him as deep as I could, until my nose was pressed against the small thatch of hair at the base of his cock. I twisted my fingers, stretching him open as I sucked with everything I had.
I knew all the languages of the world, even those spoken only in Hell and Heaven. But I didn’t understand any of the words my mate was saying. Only that they were so perfect I wanted to hear more of them.
His cock was pulsing in my throat and I knew he was close. Twisting my fingers once more, I sought out that little bundle of nerves.
A few quick taps had Ethan letting out a roar. His whole body bucked as he unloaded in my throat. I swallowed every drop, licking his cock when he was done to check I hadn’t missed a single one.
“Holy fuck,” Ethan wheezed when he finally collapsed back down on the table. His legs stayed on my shoulders, but they were a lot looser than before. “That was insane.”
I kissed the inside of his thigh again. I hadn’t had a chance to catalogue all of my favourite places on Ethan’s body, but I had a feeling this one would be near the top of the list. “Worth the wait?”
“That feels like a trick question.” Ethan panted. “If I say yes, are you going to edge me every time?”
“Probably.” Although I wouldn’t go as far as to call that edging. I couldn’t wait to show Ethan what my version of edging looked like. I might have to gag him though. A few desperate entreaties from him and I’d fold like a cheap deck of cards. “But the payoff is worth it.”
My fingers were still knuckle deep inside him. I didn’t move, not wanting to overstimulate him. “Do you want to stop for the night?”
“What?” He popped his head up like an indignant meerkat. “No! Are you winding me up right now, Rami? I was promised I’d be screaming on that log you call a cock, and I fully intend on seeing that through…even if my arse might hate me tomorrow.”
“I’ll make sure every chair you sit on tomorrow has a cushion,” I vowed.
He studied me thoughtfully, lips curling up on one side. “You really would, wouldn’t you?”
His question confused me. Why wouldn’t I take care of Ethan? I planned to do it for the rest of our immortal lives. Even if it wasn’t the done thing where your mate was concerned, I’d still do it for him. Something about Ethan brought out my caretaker side; why couldn’t he see that?
Because he doesn’t know the truth about any of this, you utter banana.
I pushed away all thoughts of everything else and concentrated on opening him up fully. I fingered him slowly, rubbing his prostate until his cock was hard and leaking on his abdomen again.
“I can’t wait any longer,” Ethan gasped. He looked wrecked, writhing on the table, his hair in disarray, sweat making his skin shine. “Please, Rami. I need you now.”
The significance of this moment settled in my throat. It swelled until I was thankful that I didn’t need to breathe to survive.
After rolling on a condom I didn’t technically need, I coated my covered cock in lube before adding more to Ethan’s hole. When I was satisfied that he was as ready as he’d ever be, I reached for a cushion and put it under his hips. “Comfortable?”
“Comfortable?” Ethan gave a slightly hysterical laugh. “I’m anything but comfortable. I’m more coming out of my skin because I’m so fucking turned on than comfortable.”
I chuckled, stroking his cock once before letting go again. “Good to know.”
Ethan started to protest, but the words died on his lips as I lined my cock up with his hole.
My eyes stayed fixed on his face as I breached him, meaning I saw exactly how he sucked in a quick breath.
The way his eyelashes fluttered against his freckled cheeks as I sank in an inch.
The parting of his lips as I slowly thrust back and forth until I was fully seated.
I’d never seen anything so beautiful before.
Then he opened his eyes.
And I realised how wrong I’d been.
Because this right here? Ethan staring up with lust, wonder, and maybe a little awe? That was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
I lowered myself over him, careful to brace my weight on the table rather than him. “Okay?”
Yes,” he whispered, his beautiful lips curving into a smile. “Give me more, Rami. I can take it.”
I kissed him lightly. “We’ll see.”
Returning to my standing position, I hooked Ethan’s legs back over my arms, spreading them wider.
Then, I unleashed myself.
Ethan moaned as I fucked into him. He gripped the blankets under him as his back arched. “Fuck yes. Don’t stop.”
Oh, there would be no stopping until Ethan came. This was our first time together. The first time with the man I’d love for the rest of my days.
I planned to savour every moment.
Knowing what I did about Ethan’s past, I didn’t want him feeling like he had to do any of the work. I held him in place, alternating between quick thrusts and long, slow ones designed to make him come undone.
“It’s too good,” Ethan panted, his head thrown back against the table. My mark shone on his forehead, reminding me that he was mine. That I was his. “You’re ruining me for everyone else.”
“Good,” I snarled, bending forwards. I hauled Ethan into my arms until his legs were around my waist. His arms flew up around my neck. “I’ll be the best you’ll ever have, Ethan.”
“Oh, god,” he wailed. This new position had my cock spearing him ever deeper. “You already are, Rami.”
He went to lift up, to ride me, but I stilled him with my hands on his hips. “No, baby. That’s not how this is going to go. You’re going to stay right there and let me fuck you. You got that?”
His lips curled in the sweetest smile. God, he was so easy to please. “I got it.”
I rolled my hips slowly, keeping my eyes fixed on my mate. I didn’t want to miss a second of his enjoyment.
“Your muscles are ridiculous,” he moaned, hands spasming against me as I hit his prostate. “No one should be this strong.”
A small knot of shame unwound in my stomach. I wanted Ethan to know the truth. To know the real me. How could he fall in love with me if he didn’t?
Just then, his hands slipped from behind my neck to cup my face. He brought his lips to mine, and I forgot how to think. I forgot everything except the taste of my mate. The heat of him around my cock. His chest brushing against my own.
I had no idea how long I made love to Ethan for, only that his body grew tenser as he hurtled towards his orgasm. His cock was trapped between our abdomens, the sticky trail it left another reminder of how good he was feeling.
How good I was making him feel.
“I’m close,” he gasped, his nails digging into my shoulders in a way that had me wishing I had human skin, so I could wear his marks for longer. “Rami…oh god.”
His hole clamped down on my cock as his body shuddered in my arms. The heat of his release coated my skin. I let go of the tight leash I’d had on myself, roaring his name as I came.
“Fuck, Rami,” Ethan laughed, half in disbelief, half in joy. “You’ve definitely ruined me for anyone else.”
“That was my dastardly plan,” I said lightly, kissing the end of his nose. “To ruin you so you’ll only ever want to be with me.”
Ethan cupped my face again, smiling sweetly. “That mouth of yours…I told you, it’ll get you in trouble one day. You can’t go around promising forever to everyone you fuck.”
His words didn’t hurt me. Ethan had no idea that I’d never made that promise to anyone else before. Nor that I fully meant it when I offered it to him.
But he’d know the truth eventually. About all of it.
One day.