Hickeys

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ethena's POV

 

In some part of my mind, I knew I'd regret this later. I was already kissing a stranger in a room I have never been In, and It didn't look like we'd be stopping anytime soon.

 

I moaned Into his mouth, my tongue rolling around his as I tasted the sweet alcohol on his tongue. His fingers glided down my body before grabbing my ass, and I found myself straddling him while he stood against the door.

 

"Fuck… " my voice was shaky as I threw my head back while he kissed my throat down to my collar bone before travelling back up.

 

This was my first time going this far with a man. Jackson and I have never gotten past making out, and sometimes when he tried to get too far, I would stop. So doing this with a stranger made It ten times more thrilling- like I was on an unknown, risky journey which I didn't want to end.

 

I gasped as I felt my back land heavily on the bed, and when I raised my eyes to meet his, I felt that same familiar dread run through my veins, warning me that I was doing something wrong, but at the same time, I was mesmerized by his dreamy eyes fixed in mine, cold yet holding severing lust and passion. His features were sharp and godly, like he was a prince straight out of a fantasy romance book.

 

"No… " I suddenly felt cold and lonely as he stood away from me, holding his face like he had made a mistake. "This can't be happening… No… No."

 

I got up and approached him.

 

"We're adults. We're bound to regret this later on, but right now, we can just go with the flow." I placed my hand against his back and softly added.

 

"Please fuck me. I just want to forget everything… " He suddenly turned to me, and seeing how cold his eyes were as he glared at me, I backed away and began taking off my clothes, stripping before him.

 

"I don't know who you are, and I'm not asking you anything but just this once, please. The next day, we'll go our separate ways and you don't have to see me again. I've been betrayed, hurt and cheated on in one day. I just want one night where I don't have to act or feel like a pawn or puppet." I was standing fully bare before him now before I reached him, tilting his face so he was staring down at me.

 

"Please… "

 

Suddenly, he grabbed my face and leaned close such that, for a second we just stood in that position, staring at each other until I reached up and grabbed his face before crashing my lips on his.

 

Seconds later, we were on the bed, taken over by our lust for each other.

 

The next morning, I woke up with my head banging and my whole body so sore I wanted to sleep all over again, but hearing the shower going off in the bathroom, I knew this was a good time to leave so we wouldn't have to see each other.

 

I quickly grabbed the blanket around my body and got off the bed, intending on looking for my clothes which was scattered all over the place from last night because apparently, the bed was not enough for us.

 

We were everywhere doing everything lewd. I blushed, seeing the blood stains on the bed and then remembered how sore my legs were as I bent to pick my dress.

 

Suddenly, the door to the bathroom opened up and he walked out. My head was still woozy and heavy from the hangover, but I was not drunk, so I could tell who was standing before me right now. Unlike last night. Oh no.

 

In nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, his wet hair strands falling over his gorgeous blue eyes, Lycan Nathan had a knowing smirk on his face, And I was sure he knew.

 

Unlike me, he knew who I was, yet he still…

 

"You!" I grabbed a vase on the bed side table and threw It at him, but he just smirked, tilting his head to the side and letting It miss before It crashed behind him, smashing into fine pieces.

 

I turned around, looking for something else to throw at him, but he suddenly pulled me in by the waist and my eyes widened when he kissed me.

 

"Say cheese baby." With that, I turned to see that he had his phone camera up to actually take a selfie of us.

 

Before I could hide my face, he had already taken a picture of us. I gasped in shock, knowing the complications of what could happen if that picture ever got out.

 

I reached out for It, but he was fast as he pushed me away while I chased him around the room. He laughed as he seemed to enjoy It, but when I discovered how ridiculous I looked chasing him around with a blanket around my body, I stopped.

 

"Delete that picture right now. What games are you even playing at Nathan? What will you gain?"

 

"Oh you know what I would gain. Just admit you're scared of letting your father know that you're not the perfect virgin daughter anymore. You're a slut and you lost your virginity to his enemy."

 

"Fuck you! I was drunk dammit."

 

"Sure. Go tell him that. I'm sure he'll understand."

 

"Oh my Gosh." I finally grabbed hold of him and pinned him to the bed, my blanket falling out of place, but this time I didn't care as I opened the phone and deleted the picture before sighing out of relief, pushing stray strands of my hair backwards; over my head.

 

The entire time he just lay there, staring at me in amusement, and I glared at him.

 

"Eyes up here, pervert."

 

"You're acting like I haven't seen It all.. " he suddenly sat up and grabbed me close to him by my ass, and I turned red as I felt his dick dangerously close to my bare pussy, his lips fanning my neck as he leaned in to whisper. "Like I'm not the one responsible for the hickeys on your neck."