Witch Born - LJ Swallow Page 0,61
Eloise,” he murmurs.
A shifter who told me he’s a mid with a nature he can’t control has his fingers around my throat, and instead of screaming and running, my body is firing up, ready for anything he wants.
What the hell does this guy do to me?
“I know,” I say, and Ethan closes his eyes, giving a small shake of his head.
When he opens them, they’re burning with a dark intensity a thousand times stronger than the time he kissed me. His mouth crashes over mine and he moves his hand around the back of my neck, holding me firm as he forces my mouth open and pushes his tongue into my mouth.
Everything Ethan held back from his world and me detonates, and my back hits the wall. I thread my fingers into his curls and grip onto him in case he stops again. His hands shove beneath my shirt, rough and possessive as his hips push against mine and the bruising kisses continue.
Pinning me harder, he slides his hands upwards and palms my breasts. I arch towards him and Ethan’s thumbs swipe across my nipple straining against the lace bra and the sensation tears through my body. He’s hard against my hip and triggers an aching need for more.
Ethan pulls his face away and rests his forehead on mine, but his hands stay on my skin. Our ragged breaths mingle, and I move my face in an attempt to meet his lips again. I shiver as his fingers run back down my sides. Still breathing heavily, he unbuttons my shirt teasingly slow and pushes the material from my shoulders. I tip my head back as his mouth moves to my throat, and he nips at my neck and shoulders as he unhooks my bra.
In a sudden movement, Ethan’s hands are beneath my ass and he lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his hips, gripping his shoulders. His mouth is immediately on my breasts, teasing and sucking my nipples, his fingers now moving down my stomach. The ache intensifies and I tremble as I wait for his next move.
This is happening.
I gasp out as he tugs me from the wall and roughly turns me around. My cheek presses against the stone, and his hot mouth kisses and nips my neck. I place my hands either side of my head as he unzips my jeans. My legs almost buckle as he pushes down my jeans and panties, sucking in a breath as he moves his hand to touch my slick heat. Ethan works me with skilfull fingers and wraps his hand around my hair, tugging my head backwards.
“I want you to leave,” he breathes against my ear.
My lust-filled brain fills with confusion. This isn’t the actions of a guy who wants a girl to walk away. “What?”
His hand stills and he releases my hair, turning me to face him again.
What the hell?
The eyes looking back into mine are filled with a hunger that sends a thrill through at the danger. I try to kiss him again but his fingers circle around my throat the way they did earlier, harder this time.
“Ethan.” I drag my fingers across the rough denim before flicking the button on his jeans.
“Eloise,” he growls out. “Not a good idea.”
Oh, but this is a really good idea. Here, now, with Ethan, I’m a world away from the hell outside this door, and the danger lurking in the academy is far greater than any that I’m in now.
I’ve had one lover, beside Ivan’s attempts; a guy who gave me the gentleness I needed, but he was nothing like the guy with me now. As I curl my fingers around Ethan’s hard cock, I’m aware of a difference between him and Cooper. A big difference.
Holy crap.
My mouth parts and eyes widen as his stay focused on mine. “Fucking hell, Eloise.”
Ethan lifts one of my legs around his hip again and he pushes a thick finger inside me. His mouth parts too as he works me again, pushing against my clit with his thumb. I’m losing all ability to push Ethan in the direction I want as he snatches back control, focusing everything and pulling me towards release. I widen my legs and move my hands along his shaft, matching his rhythm, but his intent expression doesn’t change, and he doesn’t take the step my body begs for.
The pleasure builds to the point I’m about to tip over the edge and I want to stop, but his relentless touch gives