A/N Big thank you to everyone who has reviewed - those reviews really brighten my day
Ethan trembles slightly as warm, bare fingertips gently trail over the skin of his ribs, long apricot coloured nails scraping over the bumps of bone without pain.
"What do you think - would you like to try again?" He asks, leaning in to press a warm kiss to Alcina's lips, pulling back as she smiles.
"You heal so quickly, it's only been two weeks." She says quietly.
"It's a gift." He replies, leaning in to trail kisses over the swanlike curve of her throat, rolling them both so Alcina lies back against the soft mattress and nest of pillows and Ethan settles between her parted thighs.
"Not your only gift." Alcina whispers quietly as her arms twine around his neck, her hips rolling up against his cock, Ethan groaning as he kisses her deeply, bucking his hips against her as he slides the short peach nightgown up to pool around her hips. One palm running up her side to cup her breast firmly, thumb stroking over her nipple, teasing it to a hardened point as she moans.
"Ethan."
The desperate whine of her tone shoots straight to his cock as he growls and kisses back down her throat, sucking a red mark over her pulsepoint before continuing over her chest, biting at her nipple through the thin silk of her nightgown, relishing her gasps and mewls of pleasure as her nails dig into his scalp and back as her thighs spread wider around him. Ethan moving lower to settle between her legs, nibbling at the musculature of her inner thigh, tongue licking over her soft porcelain skin, teasing her with the promise of what is to come.
"Patience, Alcina." He whispers against her thigh, fingertips stroking closer to the junction of her thighs, shivering as he can feel the heat emanating from between her legs, eyelashes fluttering as he breathes deep the scent of her lust.
"Stop teasing - we've waited long enough." Alcina replies as she lifts herself up onto her elbows, eyebrows furrowing as she huffs cutely.
Ethan crawls back up over her to meet her lips in a warm kiss, licking over her lower lip as he kisses her deeply, tongue entwining with hers while his thumbs hook under the lacy edge of her underwear, tugging them off her hips while Alcina aids him, wriggling and lifting her ass until he sweeps the fabric down as far as he can manage it. His thumb rubbing gentle circles against her hip, sucking on her tongue as Alcina whimpers into his mouth, nimble fingers undoing the drawstring of his pyjamas pants, pushing them down to free his cock, hard and weeping, as she kicks free her underwear, coaxing him between her legs; breasts heaving in anticipation, her hooded golden eyes ravenous as they sweep over his tense form and she licks her lips, dragging him back to her with warm kisses. Ethan grasping his cock in his hand, carefully guiding it to her entrance, nipping at Alcina's jaw and groaning at the first touch of her hot, sticky folds parting and enveloping the head of his cock.
The squall of their daughter has him halting in his movements, the pair of them visibly deflating as the squall becomes incessant wailing and crying.
"So much for alone time," Ethan sighs as he pulls back with a half smile. "It's like she knows."
Alcina flops back onto the bed with a giggle, shaking her head as she sighs deeply, legs lowering back to the mattress to allow him to get off the bed. "I think that's her gift."
"I'll get her." He says as he fixes his pants, mentally shaking himself free of his lustful thoughts as he climbs over Alcina's leg, scooting to the edge of the large bed as Alcina grasps his hand in hers, squeezing gently. Ethan turns back to kiss her gently, relishing her purr as she gently cups his cheek in her hand, nails caressing back through his hair.
"Thank you," She replies, nuzzling their noses together gently as she smiles. "I'm going to have a bath, bring Rosemary with you."
"Sure." Ethan replies as he watches Alcina fix her nightgown and slip off the bed to enter the bathroom, warmth flooding his chest at the gentle look in her golden eyes as she smiles at him once more before she disappears from view.
He exits through the heavy dark oak door, moving partway down the corridor to the room next to Alcina's, opening the door and quickly crossing over to the cradle that holds their daughter. Rosemary's little face screwed up as tears run down her cheeks.
"Hey Rosie," Ethan says as he scoops the baby up into his arms, rubbing her back gently as he makes his way back into the bedroom. "You're okay, bubba."
"Mama." Rosemary sniffles as she rubs her pudgy little hands over her face, dark eyes blinking blearily as the sound of melodic humming fills the air and Ethan enters the bathroom.
"Rosemary," Alcina coos from the edge of the bathtub, fingertips dangling in the water one of the servants had undoubtedly prepared while they had slept, a warm and beaming smile splitting her pale peach lips as she takes the suddenly wriggling baby from his arms. Practiced hands lifting the giggling child free of her pyjamas. "Time for a bath." She smiles and kisses Rosemary's forehead gently, her purr rumbling loudly as Ethan steps up behind her, unbuttoning the front of her nightgown for her and helping her slip free of the silken fabric so she and their daughter can get warm under the bubbles.
"Baff." Rosemary giggles as she pats at the bubbles, held securely on her mother's lap as Alcina washes her carefully, laughing as Rosemary splutters when she cleans her face with a washcloth.
Ethan perches upon the edge of the tub, gently cleaning Alcina's back for her, pressing a kiss to the curve of her shoulder as gooseflesh pebbles across her skin and his fingers trail carefully over her back, testing for any spots of sensitivity; relieved when she doesn't tense, the cuts from the whips and her brother having already knitted closed and faded back to a perfect porcelain once more. The only exception being an old faded knotting of skin just above the space between her floating ribs on her right side. Ethan taking the time to trail his fingertips over the scar in a gentle caress, relishing Alcina's small shiver, even as he worries what could have been so bad she would scar - what had done that to her?
"I'm okay." Alcina murmurs as she looks over her shoulder to him, seeming to have instinctively known where his thoughts had gone, golden eyes warm with understanding as she tilts her chin to accept his kiss.
"I know," He replies as he shucks his clothing, slipping behind her into the water and bringing his girls to rest against his chest, grateful for the large bathtub which allows him to do this without making Alcina uncomfortable by squishing her. His wet fingertips lift to glide through her inky black curls, combing them back off her face carefully as she nestles back in his embrace with a content hum. "What did you want to do today?"
"Hmm, well - it's going to rain again so something inside would be better I think," Alcina says quietly, her voice taking on a more bubbly tone as she speaks to Rosemary, tickling her little pot belly. "What do you think, Rosie?"
"Yis." She replies as she splashes, giggling as she is handed her rubber duck by her mother, splashing the duck in the water and running it over her parents' legs.
"So playtime it is then." Ethan smiles and tightens his hold on Alcina's waist, nuzzling against the wet ends of her curls and pressing a kiss to the spot behind her ear.
"I think we can try stacking some blocks today." Alcina replies, rubbing the cloth over Rosemary's back and, as a finishing touch, scoops up some of the bubbles and places them on top of her head.
"Mama!" Rosemary squeals as she pats the bubbles on her head, squishing them flat as her parents chuckle. "No bubble!"
"You need to wash your hair, my little rose." Alcina replies, massaging the bubbles in around the little girl's fingers, Rosemary huffing as her attention returns to the duck. "So dramatic." She smiles and rinses their daughter's hair, shielding her eyes with one hand as she does so.
Ethan chuckles as he watches the two of them, finishing up on cleaning himself and stepping out of the bathtub, wrapping himself in a towel as he quickly dresses so he can get their daughter ready for the day while Alcina finishes up. He picks up a fluffy cream coloured towel, coming back towards his girls as he holds it out and swaddles the protesting baby as her mother lifts her up so he can gather her in his arms.
"Alright kiddo, let's let your mom get ready now huh?" Ethan says as he starts to rub the little girl dry.
"Mama brr?" Rosemary asks him, craning her neck up to look at him with wide dark eyes.
"Mama will always brr for you, darling." Alcina says as she purrs, leaning in to nuzzle their daughter sweetly. Rosemary giggling and smiling happily, her shiny new white baby teeth showing proudly as Ethan lifts her back up.
"What colour are you wearing today, Alcina?" He asks, having long since realised it wasn't a coincidence the two of them would often match.
"Hmm, I think white today - the one I first met you in." She replies as she cleans herself, humming quietly as she does so.
"White it is then, good thing you're not going outside today, eh Rosie?"
Rosemary nods as she snuggles up against him, with a happy sigh, Ethan's heart fit to bursting with joy as she does so and carries his precious cargo back into her own bedroom. Not even slightly frustrated as the child makes dressing her even more difficult as she clings to her teddy bear.
"Is she ready yet?" Alcina asks him some time later, ducking in order to enter the room and crossing over to them; makeup and hair perfectly applied and curled, her jewellery glinting in the candle light as she presses a warm kiss to his cheek.
"Almost," He replies, attempting to tie the ribbon around the waist of the dress. "She won't hold still."
"She's your daughter alright." Alcina smiles widely, as she leans in to distract their child and keep her still.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Ethan asks as he finally manages to tie the ribbon.
"You flop around like a dying fish in your sleep when you are feeling restless." She replies and accepts a wet kiss from their daughter with a smile, lifting her up into her arms when he is done.
"I most certainly do not." He replies, cheeks heating up as she laughs at him.
"Yes, you do, darling." She giggles, kissing his lips warmly and taking his hand in hers. "Come along now, my daughters are probably already waiting for us."
Ethan watches from the couch as Alcina plays with Rosemary on the carpet by the fire, seizing the opportunity to observe them both; Alcina sits with a refined elegance, her wide brimmed hat discarded next to her on the floor, dark curls glinting in the firelight as she leans in close to the tiny girl, handing her bright coloured blocks while cooing gentle encouragement - apparently Alcina was serious when she said Rosemary will be attempting to learn to stack them. This is something they disagree on; Ethan believing Rosemary is still too young to do it at all but still Alcina persists, wholeheartedly believing their daughter is more than capable of outdoing the average child.
Her pride in Rosemary is very endearing, the care and love she openly displays, usually something Ethan would be content to just watch, perhaps join in if she would let him, feeling already he is pushing his luck with the parenting book he has open, having already cited that Rosemary is indeed too young. His musings are interrupted when Alcina gasps loudly and heaps praise and kisses upon their daughter, he looks over and grins with a touch of disbelief at the two little blocks sitting on top of each other.
"I told you so." Comes the prideful remark from Alcina as she picks up a happily babbling Rosemary and kisses her forehead.
"Forgive me, Alcina." Ethan concedes with a smile, equally as pleased by Rosemary's success, the smile widening as she rolls her eyes and scoffs.
"I have raised three children you know, this is the easy part. Just wait until Rosemary is a teenager."
Ethan shudders in horror, blushing as she laughs at him. "I can wait, let me enjoy her being a cute baby for a while longer."
"If you insist." She replies demurely, bouncing Rosemary lightly on her knee, making exaggerated faces of joy the little girl happily returns.
Ethan carefully watches her, warmth filling his heart as their daughter giggles and bats playfully at her mother. Glad to see he was so very wrong about who she was - not a monster but a woman; one who finds a greater joy to her life from taking orphans in as her own children then she does for any outlet of bloodlust. He shifts the book to the side, the thick pages grazing his wrist as he thinks of all the other milestones they will enjoy as a family, moving to sit with his girls on the rug when he hisses as pain flares in his wrist, a little bit of blood oozing out of the stinging cut.
"Son of a-" He is cut off when he hears a sharp intake of breath, he looks back to Alcina and Rosemary, noting how the former freezes in place, nostrils flaring as she scents his blood, gently setting Rosemary aside as the hunger in her golden eyes burns bright. Ethan feels his throat go dry and swallows hard as she crawls over to him on her hands and knees, her movements fluid and seductive as the backlighting from the fireplace turns her pale dress diaphanous.
Shit, Ethan thinks as his mouth drops open with a soft noise as she kneels in front of him, carefully lifting his wrist in one gloved hand. He nods as she looks up at him, a question burning in her golden eyes, and he holds his breath as ruby red lips part. Alcina sealing her mouth over the cut, a small trickle of blood escaping as she bites down and runs down her chin as she begins to suck lightly, the droplet falling and disappearing between her cleavage. God help him, Ethan swallows hard, knowing by now God was laughing at him. The grip of Alcina's hand on his wrist firm, nails digging in slightly as she drinks down the impromptu treat, her soft noises of pleasure a delight he wants so badly to be able to ignore.
Ethan reaches out and brushes the back of his knuckles over her pale cheek, breathing harder as her golden eyes flick up to meet his. Her arousal is obvious; her eyes almost black, cheeks flushing a light pink under the powders she wears and he can feel the heave of her breasts against his legs from where she kneels at his feet.
"We shouldn't." He says, whimpering as her hooded eyes glance up at him, she pulls back gently, her throat bobbing as she swallows hard, her red tongue sliding slowly out of her mouth as she licks a languid stripe over his wrist, the tip of it flicking against the slit from the book.
Fuck.
"Why ever not?" Alcina replies, voice soft and silky, her gloved fingernails lightly kneading his thighs. "I'll make you feel so good, darling."
Ethan squirms as the blood rushes to his cock, shaking his head to clear himself of the perverse thoughts rushing around his brain, gasping as he suddenly finds his lap full of her; her scent strong in his nostrils as he inhales as much of her as she can, the smell of her overwhelming him while her strong thighs part to allow him to slip between her legs as she settles with her knees on either side of his hips, trapping him between her and the couch they sit on as her soft, bloody lips trail a series of possessive kisses and playful nips to his throat.
"Rosemary." He replies, as if obvious, one hand gripping tightly to her back, the press of her dress' buttons anchoring him somewhat in this sea of desire.
"She won't mind," Comes the sibilant coo in reply, flat, perfect teeth scraping against his jugular with a moan.
"I-I." He tries, desperate for a reason, any reason to stop her, his mind floundering in the wake of her seduction.
"Don't you want to be inside me?"
"Grrtfft!" A strangled moan/primal noise tears its way free from his throat as Ethan lurches upwards, capturing her soft red lips in a kiss, groaning at the taste of her as she eagerly meets his tongue with her own.
She kisses him like she wants to devour him, her nails pricking against the back of his skull, anchoring him to reality as he willingly surrenders himself to their lust and she clutches him to her. Mewling as he manhandles her against him, one hand's fingers digging into the flesh of her back while the others gripping her ass as he heaves her against him, rutting his newfound erection between her legs; the press of his zipper against his cock painful but not enough to make him stop. Uncaring as she soaks through her undergarments and where her dress is tightly stretched between them, coating the front of his jeans in her arousal, shameless in her arousal and need of him.
"You can have me, however you want, Ethan," She moans in his ear, the nails of one hand scratching lightly over his denim encased erection. "I'm so wet. I want you so badly. I'll let you do anything, anything you want - just touch me." Her other hand grabs his, guiding it between them, his wet zipper scraping the back of his hand as he cups her cunt through her dress, his fingers flexing and digging into her blood engorged flesh, revelling in the heat of her as she moans. More sticky fluid leaks out of her as his fingers move against her, coating them in her desire, the scent of her lust strong in his nose, his cock twitching with need as her hips buck against his. "That's it, that's it, please, just fuck me." She begs him, biting into the soft skin of his throat, moaning loudly as the rush of his blood fills her mouth, her noises of half incoherent pleasure causing her to spill half of her mouthful, his blood dripping down between them, the wet sheen of it on her chin glowing in the firelight.
Her nails frantically tug at her long dress, digging in and tearing the fabric in places as she bunches it up between them, allowing Ethan the treat of seeing the long expanse of her alabaster legs encased in soft, ivory lace stockings. He stares as she moves to his belt, unbuckling it hastily, fingers bending the metal of the buckle as she does so, his fly rent apart and rendered useless as her hand reaches into his pants to free his erection.
"Ugh! Mother, seriously!" Comes the exclamation of shock and horror from the doorway, the fog of lust in Ethan's brain lifting as he looks over Alcina's broad shoulder to see Sofia holding Rosemary with an expression of disgust on her features, one hand shielding the baby's eyes from the sight in front of her, her own chin lifted as her eyes focus on the ceiling. Quickly and needlessly he grabs firmly to Alcina's wrist to halt her movements, her fingers having already gone slack against him as she stares over her shoulder at her daughter.
"Sofia-" She begins, voice shaky only to be cut off by her unrepentant daughter.
"Keep it in your pants you two, I caught this little monkey," Sofia pauses to tickle Rosemary's belly, grinning at the laughter. "Trying to climb the bannister in the hallway. You're lucky I found her before she took a swan dive." She finishes and comes over to place Rosemary in Ethan's arms, clucking her tongue with disapproval. "And really, Mother, you're the one always telling us to act like proper ladies." She snorts and exits the room once more, leaving the door open behind her.
Alcina looks about as shocked as he feels, Ethan surprised to see traces of guilt upon her enchanting face as Rosemary reaches out trustingly to be held by her mother. Alcina obliging the tiny girl as she hooks her palms under Rosemary's armpits and lifts the baby into her arms, carefully stepping back off the chaise lounge, her dress falling like a curtain to cover up her legs once more, the only thing betraying their tryst are the whorls of blood staining the pale skin of her chin, neck and chest, down to the low collar of her dress, the rips she clawed difficult to distinguish in the folds. She may as well not have bothered, the image of her bare skin already burned into his mind's eye, her daughters undoubtedly all know what they were up to and his embarrassment and shame burns bright - Rosemary could have been hurt.
His jeans aren't so lucky as her dress and so Ethan holds them closed with one hand as he shakily stands, legs wobbly like that of a newborn deer as his blood returns. He stares at her wide eyed, unable to think of anything to say, jaw working uselessly and he flushes and moves towards the door, needing to change his clothes.
"Ethan - wait," Comes the soft call from behind him, Ethan pausing as he looks back over his shoulder at Alcina, the shame strong as he looks at Rosemary trustingly curling up in her mother's sure grip. "I'm sorry, I." She trails off as she looks down, white teeth clamping down on her crimson lower lip.
"It's not your fault." He replies, crossing back to her to hug her reassuringly, wishing for a moment that he was taller and he could reach higher than her belly, surprised when she kneels only to kiss him firmly, her fingertips cupping his chin.
"And it's not yours either - before you go getting any ideas, my dear. Rosemary is fine, perhaps a bit too curious for her own good. I could have sworn the door was shut but I will do better next time - I promise."
"We will." Ethan says as he stares at her for a moment, brow furrowing as he thinks, mindlessly allowing Alcina's kisses as she presses a series of them to his lips, drinking in her reassurance as he remembers.
He had shut the door behind them himself.
"Is she asleep?" Alcina asks from the bed, voice warm and soothing as Ethan yawns and closes the door to her bedroom behind him, shuffling as he makes his way over to the bed.
"Yeah, took three repeats of 'The Hungry Caterpillar' but she-" He trails off as he stops and stares, brain short circuiting as his suddenly black eyes rake over Alcina's half naked form; her generous porcelain curves barely concealed by the ivory silk lingerie she wears. Ethan able to see her rosy nipples peeking through the half transparent lace half of her balcony bra, the scintillating way her garter belt emphasises the curve of her waist, following the tight straps down to her low waisted panties and the tops of her thigh high stockings.
Alcina smiles seductively from her perch as she lies on her side, propping herself up on one elbow as her other hand reaches out and crooks a shiny apricot coloured nail at him, beckoning him towards her.
He doesn't hesitate.
Ethan hastily tosses off his coat, letting it fall wherever it may on the floor, his gaze transfixed on the curve of Alcina's pale peach lips as he climbs onto the bed, toeing off his shoes and he kisses her firmly. Alcina's soft, warm lips meet his eagerly, her hands sliding back and through Ethan's hair as she pulls him closer to her by the back of his neck. Her golden eyes sliding shut as she whimpers, a soft, sweet thing that causes Ethan's heart to swell with a warm, glowing comfort.
Oh, so carefully he moves his lips against hers, slowing his frantic pace, gently and reverently parting hers, taking care to keep the kiss somewhat chaste, not wanting to rush a single moment as he coaxes her into more of the same, eager to make up for lost time. His palms slowly slide down her jawline to rest on her swan-like neck, his fingertips able to feel her racing heartbeat with the lightest of pressure on her throat. She breaks the kiss with a gasp and a quiet whine at the touch, golden eyes nearly black with desire as her lashes flutter with pleasure and she licks her lips, panting lightly.
"Please Ethan," Alcina whimpers, her soft palm cupping his jaw, tilting it as she leans in to trail kisses over his throat, her other hand's fingers toying with the buttons on his shirt - oh. "I don't want to wait anymore."
Ethan groans, brow furrowing as she pushes him back against the pillows of the bed, following him with hunger shining brightly in her golden eyes, her pupils blown as she straddles him. Her warm thighs pin him in place as she leans down to press her full curves against his heaving muscles, Ethan whines as rubs herself against him, kissing her hard and cupping her breast in his hand, thumb flicking over her nipple. Alcina shudders bodily, moaning into his mouth, as her hips buck against him and he can feel the effects of her excitement dampening the fabric of his pants pressed tightly against his leg as he grinds his knee up between her legs, rubbing against the heat of her core.
"Alcina." He groans, cupping her jaw and nuzzling his nose against her curls, inhaling deep the dying scent of her perfume as he presses a gentle kiss to her pulse point smiling at her shudder.
"Ethan." She sighs, her golden eyes glowing slightly in the gloom as she straddles him properly, golden eyes never leaving his dark ones as she leans in to kiss him again. Her fingers reach out to pop open the buttons on his shirt, hurriedly parting the fabric so she can press wet, open mouthed kisses to the trembling skin of his chest and abdomen.
Ethan curls his fingers in her dark hair, pulling her back up only to practically rip open the clasp of her bra, pulling her to him to kiss her fiercely, cherishing her moan of delight as he bites down on her lower lip, grunting as she mewls and guides his head down to her breasts. His lips and tongue happily trailing over her soft skin, pressing a series of wet lingering kisses over the flesh, taking his time even as everything screams at him to just throw her down and take her.
Maybe later
He groans, enveloping one hard nipple, teeth biting down as he sucks the areola into his mouth, tongue lapping against the stiff flesh as Alcina moans above him, grinding herself against his growing erection as Ethan rotates his mouth between her breasts, ensuring not to leave the other one neglected, wet fingertips pinching and trailing over her, kneading and rolling her breasts in his hands. The snap of elastic is loud in his ears as he works, and he huffs with surprise when she shoves him backwards, working her garter belt down over her hips, taking her underwear with it as she throws the mess of wet fabric over her shoulder, naked aside from her stockings which Ethan happily helps her slide over her legs, as his dark eyes trail over her perfect curves.
"You're so beautiful." He murmurs, pressing a loving kiss to her collarbone as they work together to rid him of his clothes, his erection already hard and aching when it is freed, his heartbeat pounding in his ears and he shudders when Alcina licks a board stripe along her palm, moistening her flesh as she takes his cock in her hand, stroking over him gently, being careful of her nails as she teases him.
"So are you." She replies as she leans down to press a kiss to the weeping head, tongue lapping up the beads of precum that adorn the tip.
Ethan gripping the sheets firmly in his fists as he gasps and squirms. "Alcina - Rosemary." He reminds her, suddenly desperate to ensure that they aren't interrupted this time. Wanting more than anything to make her come, to see her face contorted in ecstasy, to make her happy.
"I know, darling." Alcina murmurs as she nods, leaning in to kiss him gently, tongue slipping into his mouth as she lowers herself to him, allowing him to taste himself on her tongue, her dripping cunt brushing against his throbbing erection and she moans, their tongues sliding together as they kiss passionately. His fingers slide over her silky soft skin, trailing over her ribs to settle on the fleshy curves of her hips, palms heaving her against him, his cock sliding through her sticky folds, the tip snagging on her entrance when she pulls back. Her palms settling on his chest, her breasts heaving as she pants and licks her lips, golden eyes dark with desire as she watches him.
Her fingers reach down between them, grasping his cock in her hand gently as she holds him against her entrance, Ethan whining and resisting the urge to buck his hips, to let her do this at her own pace. His patience is rewarded when Alcina lowers herself onto him, her brow furrowing as her impossibly tight cunt envelops his pulsing cock inch by inch until he is fully seated deep within her. The hot heat of her body and the tiny contractions of her cunt having him throw back his head with a low moan, Alcina gasping and shuddering, her brows knitting together as she pauses and waits for her body to adjust to his girth, Ethan lifting a hand to rub soothing circles against her clit, hoping the pleasure will aid her adjustment, relieved when she moans, her cunt trembling as she relaxes with a mewl, a fresh flood of wetness leaking free of her and sliding down his length.
"Take your time." He reminds her, even as he fights against every desire in his body to just take her, slake the lust that has been his near constant companion for months when he reminds himself who he is with, that he cares for her and what will come will be more than worth the wait.
Alcina sighs as she begins to roll her hips, Ethan continuing to stroke her clit, and she moans with a smile as the movement is finally free of pain, her golden eyes opening to look at him as she drapes herself down over him, and kisses him sweetly. Ethan determined to do his part as he kisses her back, drawing his knees up under her ass to give himself better leverage to meet her thrusts, groaning as he bucks, his pubic bone grinding against her clit, causing her eyelashes to flutter with each thrust inside her and he swallows her cries.
"Can I bite you?" She asks breathlessly, moving in earnest as their pleasure builds up, Ethan clutching to her back and triceps, pulling back from their kisses to answer her.
"Yes, you don't need to ask me. Just bite me whenever you want." He grunts, eyebrows furrowing as she suddenly clenches hard around his cock, her mouth dropping open and she cries out, as she convulses. Ethan grips her harder as she comes on his cock, holding onto her and thrusting through her aftershocks, hoping she wasn't a one and done kind of woman.
"Fuck." Alcina moans, riding him harder as she bites deeply into the flesh of his neck, her belly trembling and quivering as she drinks his blood, shifting her weight onto one arm as she grasps his hand in hers, holding him back from rubbing at her clit.
"Let me, please," He asks her, palm splaying over her hip, fingertips stroking over the silvery stretch marks and savouring the texture of her skin, helping guide her movements even as she lets him go again. Her fingers gripping his hair instead and she tugs his head back to expose his neck, his throat bobbing with anticipation, biting more possessive marks onto his heaving chest and straining tendons. "I want you to come."
"I did-"
"As many times as you can - I'm going to fuck you until you can't anymore." He replies breathlessly, moving his hand back to stroke her swollen pearl, gritting his teeth as her cunt convulses once more, his hips buck up hard against her as she grinds down, mewling as she trembles around him.
"Oh god." Alcina whimpers, panting as she rests against his chest, licking against the bleeding bitemarks languidly, her full breasts flattening against his body as Ethan presses a lingering kiss to the top of her head as she catches her breath.
"You were worth the wait." She says finally, voice low and satisfied as she wriggles herself against him, his still hard cock throbbing inside her.
"The night isn't over yet - lie back." He whispers against her throat, pressing gentle kisses along the smooth column of skin as she does as he bids, his cock slipping out of her. Her belly trembling as he spreads her thighs, making room for himself between them as he kisses up over her jaw, claiming her lips once more and relishing her moan. "Good girl." He praises as she shudders, her hands coming up to cradle his face, reverently kissing over his cheeks and lips.
"Ethan please," She whines, rocking her hips against him, smearing her arousal against his abdomen and hard cock, Ethan's head dropping as his hips roll against instinctively her; his cock pulsating and sliding between her sticky folds. "Don't tease." She huffs, spreading her thighs wide, her tongue licking over his lips, golden eyes practically black.
Ethan leans on one arm over her as he reaches down between them grasping his cock firmly in his hand as he guides himself into her, closing his eyes and relishing her gasping sigh. He groans as her hot cunt squeezes around his cock, capturing her lips in long and gentle kisses as he thrusts slowly and deeply, relishing her tightness as her cunt relaxes and quivers around the intrusion. Alcina mewling against his lips, biting down gently as she rolls her hips to meet his thrusts - his cock sliding deeper with each one.
"Fuck me," She whines, kissing him passionately once she has adjusted, a new flood of hot wetness running down his cock as he tugs firmly on her ebony curls, pulling back her head to bear her throat. "Make me yours."
"You're already mine." He growls possessively against the junction of her throat, groaning at her whimper as she shudders, bowing his head to lavish attention upon her breasts; sucking the swell into his mouth and worrying a bruise with his teeth before licking and biting down on her rosy pink nipples, turning the skin a wet and shiny red as he begins to move in earnest.
Her nails bite firmly into the flesh of his back, Ethan grunting as they rake downwards, something warm and sticky leaving them even as she clutches him to her, her hips bucking firmly against his, the ache of it felt against his bruised hips, even as he knows she's trying to be gentle. Her cries of ecstasy spur him on, sweat building slick between them, sharing breath as they kiss desperately, only parting to pant for air as their pleasure builds, the wet slap of their bodies meeting echoing throughout the room.
He doesn't know how much longer he can hold out, his teeth gritting as he tries to hold back for her, to make her come undone as he reaches down between them, fingers stroking over her clit in deliberate swirls. Her brow furrows as she cries out, an inhuman howl leaving her throat, that she quickly smothers with a hand over her mouth as her cunt spasms around his cock for the third time. Helpless in the wake of her pleasure Ethan thrusts harder, fighting to stay within her silken walls as they contract.
"Come for me." She groans against his ear as she shudders and mewls, biting down on the flesh of his neck, his blood rushing forth and filling her mouth and she moans as a fourth orgasm tears through her body, her back arching as she bucks against him.
"Fuck - Alcina!" He grits out as he surrenders to bliss, thrusting deep within her one last time, holding her hips down and still as his orgasm rushes through him and he comes deep inside her. Her fluttering walls milking his cock dry in rhythmic squeezes as he collapses on top of her, face smothered between her breasts as he groans deeply, nuzzling against their impossible softness as he breathes raggedly.
Gentle and bloody fingertips card through his hair as he turns his head to rest, a soothing purr rumbling from within her chest as she cradles him against her breasts.
"Are you alright?" She asks quietly, still clearly trying to catch her own breath, her breasts heaving even with his added weight against her.
"Better than alright," Ethan groans as he rolls off her to the side, wincing as the movement causes the scratches on his back to burn and leak. "Jesus Christ that was incredible, you're incredible." Alcina snuggles up against him with a smile that he happily returns, pressing a warm kiss to his lips as she eagerly nestles herself in his embrace, tucking her head under his chin and nuzzling against his chest with a loud purr.
His arms tighten around her, tangling his fingers in her curls, relishing her groan of contentment as he strokes over her ear, distracted momentarily by a creaking noise beyond her bedroom door, instantly on alert, dark eyes taking in the shadows of the room even as he holds his lover protectively.
"What is it?" Alcina purrs, delighting in his possessiveness as she gently clutches him to her, following his gaze to her door, eyebrows drawing together as she frowns, cocking her head, not seeing nor hearing anything. "It is Rosemary?"
"No, not Rosemary," He replies, gently reaching out to kiss the furrow of her brow not wanting to upset her, embarrassed by his overreaction. "I think it's your servants." The unspoken question hanging heavy between them - What if they see?
"Oh," Alcina breathes out quietly, her relief obvious as she cups his cheek in her hand, thumb brushing over the prominence of bone as a small laugh leaves her pretty red stained lips. "Pay them no mind, my darling. Let them talk, their words mean nothing to me. Nor should they mean anything to you."
"Are you sure?" Ethan asks her worriedly even as he sinks back against the nest of pillows, bringing her with him.
"Ethan," Alcina nuzzles him gently. "It's cold, it's late and you are so very warm," She cups his cheek then, her tone serious. "I am not ashamed of you, of what we did," She smiles then, a playful glint to her golden eyes. "Leave them to their jealousy."
Ethan huffs as she kisses his cheek with a chuckle, the sweet noise making him smile as she settles back at his side. "Are you cold?" He asks instead, pulling up the sheets and blankets to cover her.
"No, I have you." She smiles as he cuddles her, his strong arms winding around her waist, holding her firmly, utterly besotted by her.
"And I have you," He replies, kissing the top of her head. "My Alcina."
A soft purr leaves her throat unbidden at the tone of possessiveness, of being owned and held so gently, but not out of self preservation or fear that she is fragile or weak but because she is treasured.
"My Ethan." She replies, settling herself with an arm curling around his stomach as his arms cradle her protectively, the warm butterflies in her belly fluttering double time at the sensation as she breathes deep the scent of her love, holding it so it is strong in her nose, a soft sigh leaving her lips as she relaxes and revels in the sensations of feeling warm, safe and loved.