With tremendous effort, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed gently. "And then what?"
Confusion clouded his lust-darkened eyes. "What do you mean?"
"After you've had me." She forced herself to meet his gaze. "After you've claimed me and marked me and done all those things you just described. What then? Do you shut me out again? Go back to acting like I don't exist?"
His body tensed against hers. "Lydia…"
"No." She pushed harder, creating space between them despite every cell in her body screaming in protest. "You don't get to use my body to scratch an itch and then discard me when it gets too real."
Frustration twisted his features. "That's not what this is."
"Then what is it?" She gestured between them, her hand trembling. "What do you want from me, Ethan? And
