Page 26 of Beneath the Blue Moon

***Ethan***

“I’m not done with you yet.”

“You bet your ass you’re not!” she exclaims. Taking my hand,

she guides it to her breast. “I like when you do that.”

“Well, you’ll like this even more.”

She gasps as I pull her nipple into my mouth. Every one of

my senses is filled with her. I’m still reeling from the smell and taste of her.

I can’t keep my eyes or hands off her, and the sounds she’s making are driving

me crazy. And then when she’d shouted she’s mine? Fuck. Granted, she was in the

throes of passion, but she’d said it nonetheless. I’m trying to be as gentle as

I can with her; I’ve never been with a human before, and we wolves get pretty

rough.

She reaches into my boxers and frees my dick, stroking it

gently. My restraint shatters into a million pieces and settles at the bottom

of the pool. Grabbing her ass, I pick her up and force her against the edge

once more. As she wraps her legs around me, I cover her lips savagely. She

whimpers, sliding her nails across my back. I grab the base of my dick and trail

the head along her lips. I circle her clit, and she moans, throwing her head

back.

“Ugh! Stop teasing.”

I move down, parting her lips and gently pushing at her

entrance.

“Yes. I need you inside me. Now.”

Oh, fuck. Just as I’m about to sink into her soft, tight, wet

heat and make her mine forever, I feel a presence. It’s someone from my pack. As

the person gets closer, I realize who it is. Mother.

“Fuck!”

Confusion spreads across her face as she looks up at me. “What?

What’s wrong?”

“Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

“Hurry.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck! She sure has excellent timing. I grab a

towel on my way inside and cover my throbbing erection. Won’t do to answer the

door and have that greet my mother. Taking a calming breath, I open the

door.

“Mother. To what do I owe this pleasure?”

She looks me up and down with a sneer.

“Why are you swimming at this hour?”

“Mother….”

She storms past me, folding her arms across her chest.

“I hope you’re happy.”

I was about to be. “What are you going on about?”

“Shae—”

“I told you, I’m not interested in her.”

“She was attacked.”

“What?”

“Last night, after you chased her off. She was attacked by a

big, black wolf. Sound familiar?”

“Stone.” Fuck. “Is she okay?”

“She will be. But this is exactly the kind of thing—”

“Mother, stop. I need to think.”

“You better do something quickly, Ethan.”

“Where is she?”

“She’s at her parents’ house recuperating.”

“I’ll go see her. See what I can find out.”

She stops at the door and turns to me accusatorily. “It’s

her, isn’t it? She’s here. I can smell her on you.”

With a heavy sigh, I show her out and ignore her question.

“Good night, Mother.”