Page 98 of Awakening

Olivia

“Good morning,” I whisper next to Ethan’s ear, then move down his body to place gentle kisses on his shoulder and chest. After my revelation about Austin, the rest of last night was intense, to say the least. Ethan was furious. I was emotionally traumatized all over again, not to mention my body continued to ache after my first shift. I could hardly hold my eyes open past 8:30. It wasn’t exactly the romantic realignment of two mates, but I’m determined to make this morning different.

“Hmm,” he moans, rolling over toward me and grinning with his eyes closed. “Good morning to you too.”

“I can feel that it is,” I say with a giggle as his hard length rubs against me.

“It always is next to you.” He opens his eyes and pulls me into his hard, naked chest. “How are you feeling this morning?”

“Much better. By the way,” I say, moving against his length, “I think I owe you an apology.”

He frowns, looking up to the ceiling. “You do? For what?”

“For kneeing you in the balls.” I bite my lip with a giggle.

“Ah. Yeah, you kind of do.” He grins, pulling me tight and kissing my neck.

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re forgiven. Please, though, don’t ever do that again.”

“I’m sorry. I really am.” We lie with each other for a minute, just gazing into one another’s eyes.

“What are you thinking about?” he asks.

“I’m thinking about how patient you were with me. I know you better than anyone, Ethan Sullivan, and patience isn’t exactly your forte.”

He grins and shrugs. “I did my best. It wasn’t always easy.”

“Or perfect,” I say with another laugh, “but you know what?”

“What’s that?” he asks, kissing my shoulder.

“I think you deserve some special treatment this morning.” Shifting to my knees, I settle between his legs.

“You know, I think you’re right,” he says with a wide smile. I start at his chest and kiss gentle, slow kisses down his abdomen. “I fucking love that you’re here with me, and that you know who we are to each other again.”

“Me too, baby,” I say, tracing my tongue down his sculpted vee. His body tenses and he fists the sheets when I take him into my mouth. He groans when I suck hard, up and down, swirling my tongue around him again and again.

“Fuck, Olivia.” He grabs the back of my hair and I can feel that he’s close. “You’re so fucking good at this,” he says, but then lifts me off of him, flipping me over so I’m on my back as he hovers over me.

With wide eyes, I ask, “What’s wrong? I thought you said it was good.”

“Fucking amazing,” he says, panting, “but I can’t get you pregnant like that.”

My heart races, as a flood of emotions wash over me. “Really? Do you want that?”

He searches my eyes with his. “I want us to start our family again, but only if you’re ready. I only want it if you do too.”

“Yes,” I say, nodding vigorously. “Definitely. I want that too.”

His mouth crashes down on mine in a feverish frenzy, and his tongue wrestles with mine as he dominates my body. Stretching my arms above my head, and lacing our fingers together, I cry out as he enters me in one hard thrust. I wrap my legs around his waist, clinging to him as I moan through the force of his movements.

“You’re mine, Olivia Newman,” he growls into my ear as he stretches me, filling me, and rubbing against every surface.

“I’m all yours, and you’re mine,” I say as I feel a tightening in my core.

“Always and fucking forever, baby. I’ll always be yours.”

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