The mysterious mate

Coming back

They went back home with all the stuff they had given them. Ethan still thought about what they did. " I can't believe it..." Ghost hunters, unable to perform. They left the work to their daughter, like a legacy, yet she had no experience in the matter and more and more girls disappeared. How could she get rid of a demon by herself?

-MEOOW

He sighed when Mustard climbed on his shoulder to lick his face.

Ethan: I'm driving, Darcy, can you get it off me?

She delicately lifted the cat off him to put it on her lap. She then petted it religiously. That black cat with a single white spot on its chest was looking right at her with its green eyes and it nocked his head on her lips. She felt her heart throbbing and a soft giggle escaped from her and before Ethan could enjoy her smile, she firmly clapped her lips together and mumbled a low apology. He sighed.

Ethan: You can laugh and smile as much as you want around me... it's even recommended. Laughing is good for you, for me and for... Macaroni?

Darcy: Mustard.

She tried to contain her smile after seeing him chuckle. She looked down, too shy to look up at him. She was still confused about what had happened in that house. Who were they and why did they seem to know her? Who was Lily? Even Ethan seemed to be avoiding the subject somehow.

Suddenly, her eyes landed on his lips, she became crimson. She remembered how his lips entangled with hers earlier. How could they do such a thing right outside of a stranger's house? She thought of how shamelessly she had been acting since she was off the drug. Asking him questions all the time, bothering him with whatever came through her head, talking about her abilities, asking him to sleep with her, engage in a physical relationship and now a kiss? "How come he doesn't hate me yet? I must be the worst...." She stopped herself. "No he doesn't want me to say things like that..." She used a lot of restrain to not insult herself with her old bad habit. It was tiring. During the way home, they had to use a detour into a human town called "Pentington". In that region, there were a lot of vineyards. The view was splendid. He didn't have time to stop at a fancy restaurant, he simply wanted to eat something fast and keep driving to get home faster. He stopped at a McDonalds.

Ethan: It's nothing compared to your food, but it's just for today, okay?

She wasn't sure what he meant by that, but she went along. She had no idea what she wanted, so he chose nuggets, fries and a juice for her. He took two BigMac, a large fries, mayo and a extra large coffee.

Seeing the amount of food he was having, she swore to increase the amount of cooking she would make for him later on.

She didn't like it. It felt so heavy, salty and fattish. She wanted a salad. With feta, tomatoes, coriander, cucumber and why not some watermelon and balsamic sauce. She let her thoughts wander around. The movement of the car, her stomach filled, him next to her and the warmth from the cat's body curling up to sleep on her lap made her eyelids heavy. She couldn't stop herself from drifting off to sleep.

They arrived at the mansion late. It was 2 in the morning when they opened the door to their apartment. Seeing the cat, Ethan realized he had no food nor any litter for it. He growled when he saw Mustard scratch the mat with fervor. Yet it followed Darcy everywhere she went. His heart melted a little.

Darcy: Master?

Ethan: Ethan.

Darcy: E... Ethan...

She blushed purple again. Fidgetting with her hair. His inner wolf could not help but purr over the sound of his name on her tongue. He desperately wanted to possess her.

Ethan: Yes?

Darcy: May I take a bath... I know it's late, but... Nevermind, I'll do it tomorrow.

She turned around, but before she reached her bedroom, he yanked her toward him, pressing his chest against her back.

He kneeled as she followed. He turned her over, pushing her gently against the floor. He grabbed a handful of her hair and brought it to his face. The smell of fresh herbs and sage made him hungry for more than just food. It was her smell, her delicious smell. He could feel her chest against his and the thought of her, naked in his bath tub made his mind go wild.

Ethan: My love, may I kiss you again?

She blushed so much, she felt like she could pass out.

Darcy: Is that what you want?

Ethan nodded before adding that her wanting it was as important as him wanting it. She thought about it, she did wanted to, she was simply unsure about her shameless behavior. That feeling she felt back then was so intimate, so tender and sweet. She wanted it again, seeing how much he seemed to want it. She nodded. He asked again two or three times to be sure she wanted it. Once she had said yes for the third time, he pressed his lips on hers. The heat emanating from her body began to tingle even her most private parts. His untied hair fell on her face, tickling her cheeks. His nose pressed next to hers, she could feel him breathe and she understood that she didn't need to hold her breath while kissing. She exhaled a moan and was surprised at her own voice. She never made that kind of sound. It was odd. Though, the more they kissed, the more his instincts took over; He opened her lips with his thumb and slid his tongue inside of her, making her squeeze her legs around him. He tasted like coffee and the sensation of his tongue on hers was an unfamiliar experience for her. She didn't dislike it, she even caught herself pulling him by combing his hair with her fingers. She didn't realize it, but her hips were moving slowly against him. Something right there felt so good, even if she didn't quite knew what it was, she figured she had lost her virginity. She felt something hard between her legs, she thought it might be something in his pocket. An intense sensation emanated within her. Her mouth, the physical touch of his tongue on hers seemed so intimate, so special. Soon enough, he released a muffled moan and his hands were dancing on her body.

Ethan: What are you doing to me, baby...

He began to place kisses on her neck, biting her ear softly, murmuring sweet nothing as she rapidly became a panting mess. It felt warm and something inside of her was desperately in need of a release. Her body stiffened, her voice escaped in a muffled moan, her hand gripping his hair and the kiss he planted on her lips. Her body was shaking, her breathing irregular, yet, she felt so good. As her hips began to fasten against him, the feeling she had felt between her legs became more and more intense, her voice got louder and her body warm and fuzzy, she felt her underwhere getting wetter until an explosion of pleasure made her body shake. When the feelin faded, she was tired, relaxed and she had forgotten all the stress she had been under. " What happened?".

Ethan: Oh, baby... have you come already?

He untangled the back of her dress while his tongue met hers again. His eyes were becoming purple. His desire took over him. He tugged the dress down to reveal her bare chest. He kept pulling until all she had left was her socks and her purple laced underpants. He roughly grabbed the side of her bosom and planted his lips on the tip. Her taste was so sweet, he wanted to lick her all over. He moaned, smiling at the sensation of her body under him. She also realeased one But that moan was not happy? He fought himself to regain control of his body and once he had done that, he found his mate looking away in silence. She was shaking, trying to cover her chest with her hands, yet, he held them by the wrists. Once he released them, she hid her breasts and didn't dare to move anymore. The cat spat at him, planting its claw in his hand.

Ethan: Ouch! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!

Darcy: Is it going to hurt?

Ethan: No... no, I'm not going to do anything else... I'm so sorry...

Darcy: No, don't be sorry... I just.. You said you wanted to kiss, but now... I don't know what...

Ethan: I was just... I wanted you and I let my beast take over like a fool.

He had leaned his forehead below her collarbones, mumbling apologies, begging for forgiveness. She didn't get why he was so sorry, but it felt sincere and heartbreaking.

Ethan: Come, let's prepare your bath.

Darcy: T... Together?

Ethan: No your's ... what, do you want me to come with you? After I did that?

She slightly nodded. Did she just ask him to come and bathe with her? How bold!

Darcy: I... Eh... I mean... Yes but... you don't have to if you don't want to.

Ethan smiled and gave her a peck on the side of her lips. He stood, holding her like a princess in his arms until they reached the big bathroom next to his bedroom. It was the first time she had entered this bathroom. The bath seemed so sophisticated and huge. He began to fill it while she took the rest of her clothes off. He couldn't stop looking at the curves of her body. She was so sexy in his eyes. "Oh... Goddess help me, this is dangerous...She will be the death of me..." He began by taking his shirt off and smelled a delicious aroma of arousal coming from his mate. He watched her stealing looks from time to time in silence. He then tugged his pants off. Once his pants reached down his hips, his stallion sprang up.

Darcy: Eep!

She turned around, revealing her behind. He kneeled, melted into arousal. He grabbed his member, pulling it down so it would hurt. "Oh Godess, bad idea, bad idea..."

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He woke up in her bed, naked. Her neck was covered in hickeys, her breasts too. She had biting marks on her thighs, right before her entrance. He lifted the blanket and discovered a red spot on the sheets. She was softly crying and begged for him to stop. He looked down and saw with terror that his lower body was covered in blood. Everything went dark around him. He apologized again and again but it was too late... He broke her, she will never let him touch her again.

Voice: Alpha...

Ethan: No, baby I'm sorry...

Voice: Ethan!

Ethan: I'm so sorry....

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Henry: ETHAN!

He woke up fast, his hair was damp and the sheets were moist. He was in Darcy's bed. He lifted the blanket to reveal a spotless white sheet and an empty place. He released a reassuring sigh.

Henry: Bad dream?

He nodded. He had dark circles under his eyes. Seems like he had a party last night.

Henry: Ah... do you want to talk about it or...

He raised his brows, clearly uncomfortable. Whenever they talk about emotions or bad dreams, they tend to feel uneasy with each other. Jasmine is the one they could talk to, they simply don't and preferred to work or do something fun together.

Ethan: No, man, you're safe.

Henry was relieved. He let out an exhale, placing his hand on his heart.

Ethan sprung out of bed to join the kitchen until his friend cleared his throat. He looked at himself to see he was all naked. He threw a questioning expression at Henry, who shrugged, his eyes were saying: "How would I know?"

He got out of the bedroom to fetch some of his own clothes before sitting down in the kitchen. He then noticed Darcy was nowhere to be seen.

Ethan: Where is she?

Henry pulled out his agenda of his pocket and looked through it.

Henry: She's with the psychiatrist.