Novel & Cerita Ethan Landry X Reader

she muttered to no one in particular. Jax barreled past me next, cooler in one hand, six-pack swinging from the other. “Dibs on the biggest bedroom!” he yelled, disappearing up the floating staircase like a man on a mission. And then there was Ethan. He came in last, slower, quieter. He set his bag down beside mine—deliberate, like he wanted them touching—and leaned one shoulder against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me take it all in. “You okay there, squirt?” His voice was low, amused, the nickname he’d used since I was twelve and still wore braces.

"Don't be mad at me. You took forever to get here, and I had to keep checking up front with Elaina to see if you'd arrived." "Ethan, what are you doing?" I murmured against his lips as his hand kept trailing those long fingers toward their destination. He forced my legs to part so he could get up in between them to my pussy. "Just touching what's mine, baby." He traced my folds through the red lace panties I'd worn and then pushed the material aside. I flexed my muscles in anticipation and panted harder. "How many times did you go out to check for me?" "Only a few... four or five." His finger found my clit and starting rubbing circles over the now slick bundle of nerves, making me incoherent

“Yeah, I just don’t know who I could put under cover that would go unnoticed and we trusted.” My mind came up blank. It wasn’t like I could go or any ranking member. “Oh, by the way, Kyle is mated to Lydia.” “What?” Ethan’s head was looking off to the side. I couldn’t even count how many times his neck cracked. “The girl that was on vacation?” “The very same. You met her once.” “GRACE! GET YOUR ASS UP HERE!” Callie yelled in the mind-link. “Coming!” I sang to her. Standing up, I looked at Ethan. “Your sister is calling. I must go.” The mocking tone was on point.

Ethan’s hand stayed on my thigh the whole way, occasionally sliding higher to tease me. When we finally got home, Ryan helped unload before heading inside. “I’m going to crash early. Long drive.” The moment Ryan disappeared upstairs, Ethan pulled me into his room and locked the door. “I’ve been waiting for this,” he growled, pushing me onto his bed. He stripped me quickly and buried his face between my legs, licking and sucking until I came hard on his tongue. Then he fucked me properly — rough, deep, and relentless. He pinned my wrists above my head and pounded into me, whispering dirty things about how he had claimed me while Ryan was in the house.

His gaze fell on a battered cardboard box in the corner. Inside were the mementos Alex had salvaged from my abandoned apartment, the things he'd thrown at Ethan's feet. Ethan had kept them all. He pulled out the charcoal drawing of himself, young and smiling in his ceremonial Alpha robes. My innocent adoration, so easily given, so carelessly destroyed. Slumping to the floor, clutching that drawing, Ethan finally cried. For me. For himself. For the love he'd thrown away and the life he'd destroyed. Hours later, his former Beta and Gamma showed up, looking for some kind of payout.

' By the blood moon, this female is going to be the end of me' he thought as he stroked his full length, throwing his head back, eyes closed as he savoured the feel of this skilled hands. Opening his eyes, he stared back at Prince Ryder's exposed thighs, tempted to slide in. The urge to shove in his massive member into her milky Pandora was too strong to ignore as he knew they both needed it desprately. Giving in to his carnal desires, alpha Ethan slid in ever so gently savouring the feel of her all so tight walls gripping firmly to his rock hard shaft. Prince Ryder moaned out as he savoured the feeling of immense pleasure he was feeling.

It had been clear since the minute she had gotten here that she wasn’t interested in any of the alphas and that her heart belonged to another. "Olivia, there's something I need to tell you,” She began, her voice barely above a whisper. I sensed the weight of her words and gave her my undivided attention. "I... I think I have feelings for Ethan." Her cheeks flushed a delicate pink as she admitted the truth. Ethan was Alexander's beta, known for his stoic demeanour and quiet strength. He had always been a mystery, his emotions well-guarded behind a wall of silence. The idea of Lydia, harbouring feelings for such a complex individual was both surprising and heartwarming.

Petal is a bastard," Liam says, sitting alongside me and shaking his head. He appears to be watching the same scenery as I am. So let's get this straightened out. Petal is a skirt chaser, and Ryder is a playboy. According to speculations, only Ethan is manageable. I heard he doesn't currently have a girlfriend, but he is stubborn and picky. I'm just wondering what Ethan is doing with Ryder and Petal. They're like day and night. I look at Liam again, "I will be back in a jiffy," I say as I move through the chair into the restroom.

Ethan whispered, and gently bit my earlobes. *** PS readers: Should we switch to Daniel and Carl's love life?

I shoved the urn into Ethan Langley's hands and slid into the driver's seat myself. During the entire drive, neither of us spoke a word because I had already shut him out of the mind link. Ethan pressed a hand to his temple and finally apologized, "Elena, I'm sorry. I spent the night studying the territory map…" The memory of the map he had been staring at the night before suddenly flashed through my mind. The location marked at its center had been Lylia Jeffries' residence.