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“Mine. You’re all mine, Belle.” Ethan’s voice is rough and unnaturally deep. Pulling back to look at him, I’m startled to see his teeth are down and his eyes are so dark they’re almost navy. Shit. I’ve pushed him too far. We can’t mark each other. Not yet.
Needing to get my neck away from his mouth, I change position, leaning back and gripping his ankles for leverage. The sight of me stretched before him is enough to pull his attention away from my marking spot and he devours my breasts instead. His thumb slides to my clit and takes up a steady rhythm, threatening to throw me instantly over the edge.
“Oh, oh!” This angle is too much, and with each thrust, he presses against a spot inside me that makes me feel like I’m about to drench his cock. I’ve never squirted before, but I guess doing it for the first time in a bath wouldn’t be the worst.
“Give it to me, Belle. Let me feel you.”
With one last brutal thrust he slams into me and sends me careening into my climax, falling onto his chest, swearing and writhing on his cock as wave after wave of sensation rolls over me. With a self-satisfied roar, feeling how I’ve soaked him, he comes, his cock pulsing and twitching inside me as he fills me with his seed, each spurt claiming me from the inside out.
Ethan tenderly cups the back of my head and holds me against him. I sprawl over him, feeling as weak as a kitten, every limb like jelly. With great effort, I raise my mouth to his and kiss him slowly, pouring every bit of happiness and wonder into that kiss. What a man. He’s not making this any easier for me.
With great effort, I tilt my head back so I can see his face, giving him a tender smile.
“I, Belle Moran, reject you, Ethan Lewis, as my mate.”
Ethan’s eyes widen in shock, glowing brightly right before his hands fly to his chest, fingers digging painfully into his skin as he curls up in agony. Shimmying back, I climb off him and clamber out of the tub, flooding the floor with water. Snatching one of the fluffy towels he brought for us, I wrap it around myself and move back to his side.
“What the fuck, Belle?” he roars, suddenly reaching for me from the tub, painfully gripping my arm. Falling to my knees beside the bath, I stroke his hair, tears streaming down my cheeks when I see the look of betrayal in his beautiful eyes.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. This is the only way, Ethan.”
Sobbing now, I ignore the ache in my arm where he continues to hold me, and I press my forehead to his. There is a dull stabbing pain in my gut and, while my wolf is howling in my head, completely distraught over what I’ve done, I know it’s nothing like the agony Ethan is experiencing. My stomach churns with guilt, knowing I inflicted this on him.
“But why?” His words are thick in his mouth, speaking through clenched teeth, it’s hard to understand him.
“Because it’s the only way. You can’t go back there and do what you need to do while we’re connected to each other. She’ll figure it out, she already suspects, and then you’ll be shut out.” Kissing him and pulling him tight to me, I let my tears soak into his hair. “Your family needs you, Ethan. I’m so sorry. It’s the only way.”
If Ethan went back to Anderson’s pack and gave Lucia even the slightest hint that he’s acting, she’ll send him packing. We’d lose our best chance at discovering what the pack is up to. With Ethan working from the inside while I investigate the Lennox clan, maybe we can finally put an end to this. Ethan will have his family back and nobody else will get hurt
Except for us, that is.
28
ETHAN
When I come to, I’m lying on the bed, shivering under the duvet, my muscles aching from being clenched tightly. Belle is curled up in the sumptuous armchair in the corner, a worried look fixed on her pretty face even in sleep. Her olive skin is pale and her glossy hair is a tangled mess. Although that could be from the sex. The incredible sex, like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
What has she done? Already, I feel hollow; like something is missing. Rubbing a hand over my chest, I grumble when it does nothing to help the wrong feeling within me.
She blinks her eyes open, feeling the weight of my gaze, and stares at me, afraid to move. When I sit up, the pain in my heart is a dull ache, not stabbing like before. I struggle to sit upright, fighting to position the pillows behind myself for support when Belle jumps to her feet, helping me, with a look on her face that threatens to split me apart.
“You look awful,” I mutter, wincing as she touches me and the tingles are gone. For some reason, that is almost as devastating as the rejection itself.
Our bond is gone.
Her lips part briefly in a tiny smile at my terrible joke; her face crumples and the tears flow. She squares her shoulder, pretending she’s okay, and tips her head toward me.
“Your turn. Reject me.” Closing her eyes, she stands at the side of the bed, fists clenched, ready to give up her future happiness, our future together, to protect my family. It’s cute, but I’m pissed as hell.
“No.” My voice carries all the strength I can muster and her eyes fly open, stunned.
“What? Ethan, I rejected you. Break the bond. You have to.” Shaking her head, she stares down at me, defiance in her eyes. Belle is sacrificing herself, us, to protect my pack, but this is not something I’m willing to do. I refuse to hurt her.
“I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do, and I will not reject you.” Obviously thinking I’m weak and feeble, Belle’s eyes widen in surprise when my fingers clamp around her wrist and I topple her onto the mattress. “You are my mate!”
In a heartbeat, I have her under me, pulling her hips to the edge of the bed and sliding to my knees on the floor with a heavy thud.
“Ethan. What are you doing?” She knows exactly what I’m doing and she doesn’t protest as I throw her ankles over my shoulders and yank down her thin underwear. I lick through her dripping wet folds, her desire for me still evident despite what she’s done. Belle might have rejected me, but her body remembers how good we are together.
