Chapter 4- A taste of heaven

Warning SPG

"I'll take it off if you do," Pearl smirked.

The bed creaked as Ethan crawled on top of her, caging her between his arms and legs. "Little one, if I want the mask off, you'll take it off." He snickered, touching the mask on his face.

Something flashed in her eyes—anger, resolution, warmth, or a combination of all three. The girl has a fire in her, and Ethan has always been attracted to flames. "I can walk out of here and find the next warrior available," she added.

An angry growl escaped his lips as he pinned her arms above her head, bending down so that he was right in her face, forcing her to stare right into his eyes. He felt an unknown wrath boil inside him. Something unfamiliar was putting him off but his wolf liked it. "The fuck you will."

"Great, so we agree. The mask stays on?" She smiled tauntingly.

"You like the idea of me fucking you with the mask on, don't you?"

She turned her face away, a pink blush crawling up her skin.

Ethan growled in her ear, "Hope you like it rough."

The woman squirmed beneath him, raising her hips and nodding her pretty little head.

"I need you to say yes. This nodding thing doesn't work as permission for me, and I'm not into taking shit from women against their will."

"I don't actually know, but based on the porn I watch, I'd say yes."

He growled and dropped his hands from her face and moved away from her, searching her eyes for what she was not sure of. "What do you mean, you don't know?"

"This is my first time."

He jumped off the bed so fast he'd think it was on fuckin' fire. His shaft's hard as a rock hearing her admit she's a virgin, but his head's telling him to walk the fuck away. He was not in the habit of taking girls' virginities; it was not something he was into. He liked sex hard, fast, and dirty, and the word "gentle" wasn't in his vocabulary, but he wanted her. So bad. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted another woman in his entire life. It felt like if he didn't have her, he might as well cut off his dick because it wasn't ever going to get hard again for anyone else.

She jumped off the bed, her hands on her hips. "Listen, Lycan dear, it's really not a big deal. At least not to me. I need to lose it, and well, you seem like you'd be up for the job. If you can't do the job, I'm sure I can find a willing body."

She moved towards him, her hand reaching for the doorknob, and something in him snapped. He yanked her hair back, forcing her head to tilt up as he looked down at her. "The hell you will."

"So we have a deal?"

Ethan didn't answer her question. He stared into her eyes, wondering what she was supposed to do next. "Bloody hell." He growled and leaned down, crushing his lips to hers and feeling himself get blissfully lost in the inferno. A kiss had him falling to his knees for this woman, and he felt like he had just fucked his life. But he doesn't care. He needed her, had to have her. His wolf agreed.

Ethan's hands fumbled like a kid, desperate to take the girl's dress off so he could see some tits, as if her tits were the only ones in existence and if he didn't see them, he'd never see tits again. "Fuck, where is the zipper or button on this thing?"

She chuckled into his mouth. "It's on the side."

He tears into the dress, trying to find the stupid thing.

"Let me." She gracefully pulled the top of the right side of the dress down and exposed her flesh to him. That made his wolf howl in delight, along with a glimpse of black lace panties and a bra.

His hands shaked as he pulled the straps of her dress down, letting the delicate material fall and pool at her feet. "Those don't look virgin authorized," he let out, pointing to her bra and panties.

"I'm a virgin, lycan, not a witchy nun with grandma undies."

"You've also got a dirty little mouth for a virgin. I wonder what else will come out of it when my mouth is on your little cunt." He snapped the clasps of her bra, letting it join her dress on the floor, leaving her in nothing but her little black panties. "On the mattress now, little one."

Pearl smiled sweetly at him, strolling so slowly that his balls could have turned blue waiting. His hand comes down on her ass with a not-so-gentle slap, adding the word, "Now."

She jumped before scampering onto the bed like a good girl.

"On your back and spread your legs wide." Ethan's lips turned up as she did as he insisted on. His hands hook on the side of her panties before he tears them off her.

"Hey, those were the only pair I brought with me. Why'd you do that?"

"Because I enjoy knowing that my fluid is going to be leaking down your legs when you walk out of here and every fuckin' wolf that comes sniffing by you will know you're mine."

She gasped and bit her lip.

His gaze roamed down her body to her glistening, perfect pink haven. Her legs were closed. He latched on to one knee to hold it open before slapping her folds. "You close them when I say you close them, not a moment sooner. You got that?"

She moaned, "Yes," she whimpered, pushing her back into the air, her folds now closer to his face.

"Not yet, little one." He moved up to her body, holding himself above her as he looked at her face. The urge was so powerful to thrust hard and fast, ripping her virginity away. The vision of her on the floor, begging, completely ready to glorify his shaft and do anything else he wished for, like a wanton slut... But a sliver in his black heart wouldn't let him. He knew this woman was different. He didn't know what kind of spell this girl had on him. He hated it. Maybe if he fucked her, this would be the end. She'll be out of his system.

His hands roamed over her body, fisting her big mountains of pleasure. She licked her lips and purred. His fingers dug into her flesh, probably harder than he should have, but he hated how she was making him feel so out of control, desperate to bury his trunk in her and forget the rest of the world and what a pathetic show it was.

"I should do something decent in my life and let you walk out of here untouched, but I'm too greedy of an asshole for that, so the beast is going to fuck you, and it won't be gentle." He bent down, latching on to her hard nipple. His teeth graze her sensitive flesh, desperate to take a bite. She was soothing and unleashing his darkest longings simultaneously. She moaned as his teeth clamped down. "You like a little pain mixed in with your pleasure, don't you?"

"Yes," she whimpered. Her hands fly to his shirt. "Take off your shirt."

He grabbed both of her wrists in his hand and slammed them behind her head, growling at her, "I give the orders here, sweetheart."

She noted before a playful grin formed on her lips. She was so brave, he liked it. No fear was found anywhere on her. Someone who can give as much as she takes. Maybe that was what he desired: someone who could keep up with the darkness in him.

"Good girl. My wolf yearned for more, little one.So much more." His hands trailed down her body, stopping just above her mound before he moved his fingers through her folds. Her body writhed beneath him, making him lose all sense of reason. He didn't like the loss of power. He survived on it, needed it, and here this girl was owning him in ways that he didn't even understand. Ethan gently flicked her clit. "Has anyone had their tongue on your pussy before?"

"No," she panted.

"Good. I enjoy knowing I'm the only one who's ever touched your sweet haven." He peppered her skin with kisses. When he reached her glistening cunt, he stopped and admired at its beauty. Her sweet little folds weren't the first ones he had seen, but it might as well have been with how desperate he was to taste it. He has never really enjoyed going down on women. Going down on women was a chore he did. But with her, he was desperate to eat her until he drowned.