“So,” she just stared at him in anticipation.
“So?”
“What did you bring me?”
True to form, so spoiled, Ethan thought. He wondered if her life mate might be able to tame that high maintenance attitude of hers.
He pulled out an envelope and handed it to her, “This is for you. I figured it would be better than getting you something you didn’t like.”
She opened the envelope and counted five thousand dollars. She gave a halfhearted smile, and then kissed Ethan on the cheek, “Thanks, brother.”
Before she had a chance to walk away, Ethan spoke, “Where is Abby?”
She looked around, “Hmmm, I don’t know. She’s not a very social person. She’s probably hiding in the house, like she usually does at these things.”
“That’s weird, she always used to love these things,” Ethan said.
“Yeah, well,” she smirked at him, “that was before our sweet sixteen party. Now she tries to hide, so she won’t be humiliated again.”
“Liz, I wasn’t trying to humiliate her. I just---”
“Hey don’t worry about me being upset, Ethan. Abby and I don’t get along anyway. I thought it was kind of funny the way you put her in her place. Before that, she thought she was so important. She always talked about how well you treated her and how close she felt to you. She was so in love with you.”
Liz’s words stung him, he was angry his sister would talk like that about Abby, but when she said that Abby was in love with him, he felt hurt. He had ruined everything. He couldn’t stand to listen to her go on. He turned toward the house and walked away.
Ethan sniffed the air as he walked through the halls of the house. Not that he had to look for Abby. He already knew where she would be. It had been her favorite place to go since she came to the house all those years ago. He pushed open the door to the study and scanned the room. Books lined the walls, a large desk sat at one end with an oversized leather chair. On the other side sat two large black sofas and two large cushioned chairs surrounding a large coffee table.
He couldn’t see her yet, but he could smell her throughout the room. He walked toward the set of couches and saw her head peak over the back of one of the chairs. As he circled the chair and sat on the couch adjacent, she put her head back down and pretended to read the book on her lap. He examined her for a moment. Her legs were tucked under her with a light green throw covering them.
“I missed you outside at your graduation celebration.” He said trying to take her attention from the book.
She continued to look down at the book, “It’s not my celebration. It’s Liz’s celebration.”
He frowned, “I think my parents meant it to be for the both of you.”
“Tell her that,” she turned a page in the book.
“You two used to be inseparable, I don’t know what happened between you two.”
“It seems to happen to me a lot.”
“What?”
“The people I think are closest to me; leave me, without reason.”
He sighed and put his head against the back of the chair.
They sat for a moment in silence, and then she cleared her throat and spoke, “Why are you in here?”
Her words stabbed into him, “I-I came to see you.”
She just smirked.
He grew angry, “I missed you.”
She laughed, “That’s rich.”
He slammed his hand down on the arm of the chair and clutched it tightly, “I did damn it!”
She glared up at him, “You are the one who said you didn’t want anything to do with me anymore.”
He stood up and stepped toward her, “I know what I said. Don’t you think I don’t replay that entire night over in my head every day?”
She threw the book down and stood up to face him. Her head barely met his shoulders. “No, I don’t think you do. Especially considering you have gone out of your way to avoid me for six years.”
He grabbed her arms, “I regret that night every day, damn it. I wish I had done things differently but I had to leave and stay away.”
“Why?” Tears streamed down her face, “Why did you have to leave? Why did you have to stay away? What did I do?”
He felt like he was choking, he wanted to take her in his arms and comfort her. He wanted to take away her tears and her pain.
His tone grew silent, “You didn’t do anything.”
“Then why did you leave?”
Before he could answer, someone stepped into the room.
“Master Ethan,” Robert, the butler said.
Ethan looked at Robert angrily, “Yes Robert, what is it?”
“Your mother would like a word with you.”
“Tell her I’m on my way.”
“Yes Master.”
Robert exited the room and Ethan turned back to Abby. He let go of her arms and wiped the tears off her cheeks, “Look, I can’t explain my actions right now, but I will, I promise. I never meant to hurt you Abby. I would never want to see you in pain.”
Then he left to join his mother
*****
Abby couldn’t understand what had just happened. For the last six years, she went around feeling bitter and wondering what she had done to deserve the way Ethan had treated her. She had dreamt of the day he would finally come to her and explain himself. She wanted to be able to hurt him like he hurt her. She wanted to hate him, but now she stood there longing for him to come back and hold her.
Abby picked up the book she had thrown on the floor and placed it back where it belonged. She left the study and walked through the house, back toward the party. When she got to the double doors again, she saw Ethan standing next to his mother speaking to some other woman and her husband.
As the couple left Ethan and his mother, they began talking to each other about something.
She couldn’t take her eyes away from him. His hair became disheveled during their confrontation and fell around his jaw line. She wished he would just let it all out of the ponytail it was in. She wanted to run her fingers through it.
*****
“Where did you wonder off to, Ethan?” Ethan’s mother smiled sweetly at him.
Over five hundred years old and she still looked as young as he did. She was beautiful, with long ebony hair and deep sea green eyes.
“I had to go find Abby.”
“Why?” She looked at him concerned.
“I had to speak to her.” His cheeks warmed as he began to feel like he was being interrogated.
“About what?” she frowned.
“I would rather not discuss that at the moment.”
“Well, whatever it is, I hope you don’t plan to hurt her like you did the last time.”
“Trust me mother, I never plan on hurting her again,” he said abruptly.
She saw that she had struck a nerve so she just smiled and straightened the collar of his shirt. “Well that’s good to hear. It’s not nice to hurt your life mate. You’ll end up spending eternity having to make up for it.”
Ethan was astonished by his mother’s words. How had she known that Abby was his life mate? He hadn’t told anyone.
“Don’t stand there looking at me like that,” she smiled. “I’ve known who Abigail was to you since we brought her in to this house.”
“But, how? I didn’t even know until----”
She covered his mouth with her hand, “I am your mother, Ethan. Ever since she’s been here, you’ve been different. Before she came, I rarely saw you, and after she came, you were here almost all the time. You were always so protective of her and tried spoiling her. Besides the way you look at her would give it away to anyone with eyes.”
He blushed at the thought that he was that apparent.
“Don’t be so embarrassed. She feels the same way about you. She hasn’t even attempted to date another boy. Any other mother would be worried about that, but I knew why she wasn’t interested.”
His face went flush as he
swallowed. He was still speechless.
“You’re a lucky man, Ethan. She is a very beautiful, compassionate person. She deserves to be treated like she’s a queen.”
“And I plan to treat her just that way.” He was annoyed that his mother would think he wouldn’t.
“I know, I know. She is just as lucky to have you, as you are to have her. I just hope that you two are as happy together, as your father and I are.”
He couldn’t help himself anymore. He hugged his mother tightly then kissed her on the cheek. “Thank you mother, I love you.”
She chuckled, “Oh, I love you too Ethan. Now go find your love and try to make things right with her.”
“Okay mother, good night.”
“Good night.”
Chapter Three
Abby was tired of watching all the people on the back lawn kissing up to Liz, telling her how wonderful she was. Liz didn’t need any bigger of a head than she already had. Not to mention she was exhausted and confused from fighting with Ethan. She sat on her bed staring at the wall trying to make sense of everything. However, she seemed to come up with more questions than answers. Therefore, she decided to resign herself to going to bed.
She took her hair out of the silly little bun it was in. She never really liked having her hair done. She would usually just throw it in a clip and go on with her day, but her foster mother insisted she have it done properly for her graduation, so she did. Not that it mattered. Everyone was more worried about what sweet little Liz looked like than Abby.
Abby’s foster parents treated her very well. They were loving and kind toward her, and gave her all the attention they could.
However, Liz demanded everyone’s attention and never ceased to remind Abby that she was nothing, but a human piece of white trash her parents chose to take in like some stray mutt off the street. Before they were teenagers, Liz and Abby were inseparable. Abby didn’t really understand what happened.
Then there was Ethan. She loved him like no other. Even after the way he treated her, she compared every man she met to him and that was a big reason she never fell for anyone else. At first, Ethan treated her like a little Princess. Always giving her gifts and taking her places. He paid for her teaching and bought the best teachers money could buy. It was because of him that she knew six different languages fluently. Even after, when he was avoiding her, he still insisted on paying for everything for her and making sure she had the best. She just didn’t understand what was going on with him. All she knew is that she had been in love with him from the first moment she saw him and she still was. However, he didn’t return the same affection. That was for certain, considering what he had done.
Abby crossed the room to her dresser and dug out some pajama shorts and tank top, then began to take her dress off. She unzipped the back and let the dress just fall to the floor, in a puddle around her feet.
She stood there staring at herself in the mirror that sat above her dresser. She wore a strapless lace bra and lace hipster panties. She wasn’t much in to thongs or anything like that. Who would want to walk around with a permanent wedgy?
Her skin was lightly tanned and her hair fell over her shoulders covering her breasts. Her breasts weren’t huge like every man seemed to want. They were moderately sized, Abby thought, and perky. Her tummy was flat with just a small pooch where her waist was, under her belly button. Her hips were wide but not massively so.
With the way her belly and her hips were, it reminded her of some kind of belly dancer. She tried to do her own little belly dance then giggled to herself. Then she froze as she heard another soft chuckle from behind her. She tore her eyes away from her body to meet another set of eyes looking at her through the mirror. Ethan stood in her doorway, leaning against the door jam with his arms crossed over his broad chest, watching her.
A devilish grin spread across his face as he pushed away from the door jam and strode toward Abby. Abby couldn’t tear her eyes from his, nor could she move. She felt like she was paralyzed, stuck there standing in front of the mirror almost naked gaping at the man coming up behind her.
She finally jerked when he reached for her hair, pulled it off her shoulder then bent down, and kissed the nape of her neck. His arm slid around her waist and tightened, crushing her against his hard body.
“You look beautiful like this Abby,” Ethan whispered in to her ear. “The most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”
Abby blinked but couldn’t find the words to respond. She just touched the arm that was around her and leaned in to his body. It felt so warm and inviting. Her body seemed to fit so well with his. She could feel the stiffness of his erection on the lower part of her back and it made her juices flood her panties. She wondered if he could smell her arousal. She moved her hips a bit brushing her butt against his groin. She was awarded with a soft groan.
“Oh Abby, do you know how long I’ve dreamed about this moment?” He was now groping her breast through the bra with the hand of the arm that held her close. He slid his other hand down her stomach slowly and over her hips.
Abby swallowed, “No, how long?” It came out sarcastic, as she tried to regain her composure despite all the other sensations that she was feeling at the moment.
He just chuckled, which irritated Abby, then continued to kiss her neck and nibble on her ear. “Oh, since before you were even born, darling.”
Abby’s heart was racing. She felt like she was losing oxygen, that her head was spinning. Every time he touched her skin, she felt little shocks of electricity where his touch was.
He slid his hand between her legs and gently started rubbing her sensitive nub.
“I want you Abby. I always have. You are my mate and I want to claim you now.” He said the last word with emphasis as he pressed down on her clit. Fresh juices dampened her panties even more. The electricity that resonated from his fingers seemed to shoot through her entire body and steal her breath.
Sucking in air Abby looked Ethan in the eyes as he rested his head on her shoulder and continued to rub her nub with his wicked fingers.
With a trembling voice she spoke, “If I’m your mate then why did you leave? Why did you treat me like I had done something wrong and humiliate me?”
His eyes were filled with hurt and shame as he spoke, “Abby, you were too young then. I wanted you to have some kind of a life before I claimed you. It would have been wrong for me to act on what I felt for you when you were sixteen. That night when I saw you, I couldn’t take my eyes away from you if my life depended on it. And your smell….the same smell you have right now…vanilla and lilac with a hint of arousal…Oh. God. That smell is intoxicating. I wanted to drink you in and taste all of you. If I didn’t leave fast and stay away, I would have done just that and claimed you right then, and you would have resented me for it.”
“No I wouldn’t have. I loved you. I have loved you since I was nine years old. I always dreamed about what it would be like to be with you. To spend every day in your arms. To feel your touch and your kiss. To fall asleep and wake up next to you. To have you inside of me.” There was a low growl from Ethan’s throat when she said the last sentence and she felt him press his erection in to her back more firmly.
“And now?” He replied.
“Now?”
“Yes, now do you still love me? Do you still want me inside of you?”
She grabbed the hand that he was using to rub her clit through the fabric and pushed it inside of her panties. “Can’t you feel that I still do?”
Ethan groaned as he dipped his finger in to her wet slit and thrust it in to her opening. Abby laid her head back on his shoulder as he continued to thrust, first one then two fingers in to her pussy. Ethan’s mouth found hers and he kissed her firmly plunging his tongue in to her mouth at the same rhythm as his fingers.
His cock was like steel as it pressed against the cleft of her butt and the small of her back. He never remembered being this hard and his balls never ached so badly for release.
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bsp; When he came to Abby’s room, he intended to sit her down and talk to her about what was going on between them. However, when he opened her door and caught her staring at herself half-naked in front of her mirror, all his good intentions went out the window. Now all there was left was animal desire to bury himself deep between her silky soft thighs and lose himself forever.
Each time his fingers thrust back in to her sweet little pussy, Abby would buck her hips pushing her butt hard against Ethan’s groin. As she got closer and closer to cumming, he began to feel his own climax building. He had to stop this. He didn’t want it to be like this. He wanted his cock deep inside her when he came.
He pulled his hand out of her panties and abruptly spun her to face him. Her face was flushed and her eyes were dark with desire. The way she was looking up at him took his breath away and almost made him forget what he intended to do.
“Tell me you love me Abby, and you want to be with me.” His heart pound against his chest as he spoke, “If I claim you, it means that I will turn you in to what I am. I want you to be sure that’s what you want”
Her face softened a bit and she looked as if she were about to reconsider. After what felt like a life time to Ethan, she finally looked him sternly in the eyes and said, “Ethan, I know you think what you are is a curse, but as long as I have known you and your family—I have never met anyone who has ever been so compassionate, caring, loving, and sensitive—as all of you are..” She stopped and smiled mischievously, “Well maybe not Liz. But the rest of you are the best people I have ever known. All I have ever wanted was to be with you, Ethan, and if being what you are, is the only way I can do that, then I want to be what you are. I love you with all my heart, Ethan Hunt. I always have and I always will.”
Ethan’s heart burst when he heard her say she loved him, “I love you too, Abigail Dodgers.”
Without another word, Ethan smashed his mouth against Abby’s mouth and quickly scooped her up in to his arms. He walked her over to her bed and gently set her down so she sat on the edge. With one swift move, he unsnapped her bra and let it fall off her shoulders. He rolled one of her hard little nipples between his thumb and his index finger as he trailed kisses down her jaw line and neck. He pulled away and looked down at the two beautiful globes and perfect, erect, nipples. He needed to taste them in his mouth, to feel those nipples between his teeth. He dropped to his knees and took one of the beautiful mounds in to his mouth, twirling his tongue around its hard nub. Abby gasped, and then moaned her pleasure as she pulled Ethan’s hair out of its ponytail and tangled her fingers in to it, holding his head against her.
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