Page 66 of The Gathering
“Yes,” she whimpered, fingers pulling in his hair.
“You got me, you fucking got me.” He pulled her head back and covered her neck with his mouth, tonguing the silk and sucking too fucking hard till she cried out his name. “You want my cock? It’s so fucking hard for you, always.”
“Oh God, Ethan,” she panted, her legs wrapping him tighter.
“Fucking tell me,” he said, devouring the other side of her neck. “Tell me you want it.”
“I want your cock,” she moaned. “Please.”
Ethan got her to his bed, and they were suddenly in a race to get clothes off. “I win,” he said, yanking her panties the rest of the way off her ankles and pushing her down with his body.
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Cat cut her fears loose.
She’d given Zero and Omnis everything she could, everything they needed. They might not get the woman they loved but they’d have a life. She’d had no guarantees for anybody. Not even herself.
Welcome to crazy humanity.
And Ethan didn’t own her. But damn, she’d needed this man for so long. She didn’t care about tomorrow. She really didn’t know what it held for them. She only cared about now, this minute, this second.
His fingers were so hot and gentle, stroking carefully along her jaw before squeezing and forcing her mouth open. His thick, greedy tongue pushed in, bossy, then gentle. “I missed you so much,” he breathed, his lips turning soft and reverent when she needed them to devour. “You missed me?”
“Don’t ask dumb questions,” she whispered, running her fingers through his silky thick hair.
“I shouldn’t need to hear it.”
She smiled, holding his face and controlling the kiss, only letting their lips mesh. “I missed you more.”
“No fucking way,” he murmured, his pretty smile in those words as his hand found her breast. “Mmmm, andthis.”
She arched with a moan, so desperate for exactly that. She reached between them and wrapped her hand around his cock, his hot groan and kiss stealing her breath. “I need you.”
“I’m here,” he swore, kissing softly again.
The press of his cock at her entrance brought her gasp then nails to his tight butt. “Fuck me.”
He thrust in so hard and deep. His gasps shook at her neck as he remained still, hands stroking her hair and face, his cock pulsing deep inside her. “I love you, Cat,” he whispered, pulling out then plunging harder than before.
She gave a shocked cry, fighting to move against his heavy body. He groaned, sliding his hand under her butt, forcing her futile squirms tighter to him. “Fuck me,” she whimpered. “Please.”
He held her jaw and pushed it up, forcing her head back. “Are you begging me, Kitten?”
The name jolted fire through her blood as she remembered he owned that nickname first.
“Yes,” she gasped as his teeth and tongue moved slowly over her neck, a warning and a promise. His other hand pressed rhythmically on her butt, forcing her core against the head of hiscock and her clit against his body while he remained buried to the hilt.
“I like the way this feels,” he shuddered at her mouth. “Your cunt pressed tight to me.”
“Ethen,” she moaned, helping him flick her hips.
“Are you mine, Cat?” he breathed at her mouth.
“I’m yours,” she swore hotly.
He bucked hard, forcing his hips to slam against her, the power blasting her shriek of ecstasy.
“That?” he murmured at her panting mouth.
