Page 86 of Enchanted

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.