Ethan’s Mate (The Vampire Coalition #1)(8)
Author: J.S. Scott

His brother Liam was a healer for their brethren and between his magic and Ethan’s blood exchanges with Brianna, she had regained her strength. He hadn’t touched her sexually since their first exchange. He had come so damn close to losing control that day that he didn’t dare.

She said she felt incredibly strong, but Ethan knew it wouldn’t last. His mate would start to decline again soon. The mating needed to happen as soon as possible.

Ethan knew he was losing control. His desire to possess his mate was overcoming logic and reason, making it harder and harder to contain his possessiveness, his jealousy.

He couldn’t even stand to have his brothers around her. It nearly made him feral with jealousy and possessiveness. Brianna belonged to him and he hated any other male touching her…even his brothers.

Unfortunately, she actually liked his brothers and they, in turn, seemed to adore her. Ethan hated it. He might appreciate it later, but right now he wanted no one near his mate. His brothers knew it… and they taunted him constantly. They popped in often and lingered, eating Brianna out of house and home. She was charmed, and he was pissed. She just laughed and went to the grocery store after their visits. The bastard! They were enjoying his agony. He sincerely hoped they all found their mates. Payback would be hell.

Ethan leaned back against the headboard of the bed as he grumbled to himself, “I don’t like dealing with unknowns.”

He acknowledged to himself that the whole situation was an unknown. His friend and fellow Coalition member, Adare, had mated a few months ago. Adare was three hundred years old and that situation had been an unknown. Before Adare’s mating, no mated vampire had ever crossed the age of one hundred and fifty before finding their mate. There were some who were never called and remained unmated, but the ones who were mated now had been summoned early, soon after they had lost their ability to have sex.

The intensity of Adare’s possessiveness and desire had been beyond the normal mating instincts because of his advanced age.

And Ethan was two hundred years older than Adare.

“I’m so screwed.” Ethan spoke aloud with quiet resignation. He was already caught up in a web of desire and possessiveness for his mate from which he couldn’t escape.

Did he actually want to escape? Hell, no! He had waited hundreds of years for Brianna and she was a miracle. But he hated the unknown aspects of the situation. If he had a problem… he solved it. If it was evil… he killed it. His life had been fairly simple… until he had found his mate.

Now he was faced with a “situation unknown” and he didn’t like it. The only thing he knew was that his mating instinct was nearly out of control. It grew worse with every day that passed. Every day he spent with Brianna brought another reason to like her… or a dozen reasons to love her.

I love her. I’m not just drawn to her as a mate. I love her.

“Oh hell… I’m totally screwed,” he whispered fiercely, knowing his love added fuel to his fire… and he was already a raging inferno.

Had Brianna not been in her weakened state, he would have tried to seduce her. It probably would have taken the edge off of his need to mate, a need that was sitting on a hair-trigger at the moment, just waiting for a tiny nudge to make it explode.

Just as he had decided to roll out of bed, Brianna came breezing into the bedroom.

His heart accelerated and his muscles clenched. For Ethan, she brought light where there was darkness and he desperately needed to be inside her. He needed to consume her. He wanted her so damn badly that he heard a low growl erupt from his throat and he tried to swallow it.

He bit back a groan as his eyes roamed her body. She was wearing a pink night shirt that molded her curves and ended mid thigh. It wasn’t meant to entice… but it did. Ethan could see her ni**les through the thin material and the shirt caressed her beautiful, perfectly formed br**sts.

His already stiff c**k twitched as he smelled her arousal. His eyes sought and locked with hers. He could see the heat and desire in her gaze as she eyed his naked chest. She was wanting. And he needed to satiate her.

Mine!

She slid into the bed beside him, never taking her eyes from his.

Ethan snapped, sanity deserting him. He needed to possess this woman and he couldn’t wait any longer.

Chapter 6

Brianna no longer knew if the desire she scented was hers or Ethan’s. She heard a low growl from his throat and she knew he needed her as much as she needed him. She had been like a female animal in heat since she had first touched him. As she had regained her normal strength, her desire had grown into a mass of raw need.

Brianna knew that her vampire was an alpha who needed to dominate sexually, especially before they mated, and she wanted to be dominated by him. She wanted him hard and fast and she didn’t care if it was rough. She was beginning to think that getting it hot and hard was the only thing that would quench the fire.

Being sexually dominant was part of his vampire nature and she accepted it. Hell…she wanted it. She didn’t want to tame him and she knew she couldn’t change his dark desire even if she wanted to. And she definitely didn’t want to. She wanted him wild, untamed, out of control. She wanted to submit to whatever he needed. They were so connected that she knew satisfying him would satiate her. And right now… right at this moment… he needed to dominate her to reassure himself that she belonged to him.

Brianna reached under the bed and brought out the soft restraints that she had bought a few days ago for just this occasion. She dangled them in her fingers in front of Ethan. “You might like these.”

Ethan groaned, “Yes. I want to tie you down so that you can never get away. Mine.”

“Then take me, Ethan. I want it, too,” she whispered softly as she attached the restraints to her wrists, her voice heavy with passion.

“Need to f**k you. Take you. Make sure that you belong to me,” He tore her nightshirt straight down the middle, baring her br**sts to his hot, hungry gaze. He pulled it roughly off of her body. He didn’t have the control to use magic. He was being ruled by mating instincts and he grabbed the end of the restraints and attached them to the headboard.

His words had ramped up her desire, her need to have him take her. She pulled at the restraints, feeling the resistance. She would be his to possess in any way he wanted to, needed to.

Brianna gasped as his mouth took hers, devouring it. It was a kiss born of desperation and scorching hot raw need. His mouth clamped down on hers, his tongue sweeping into her mouth, searching for hers.