"Even now, you still dare to be stubborn?" Ethan grasped Jane Sullivan's face, his gaze deep as he stared at her. "I'll give you one more chance! Who the hell am I?"
Her eyes, hazy with drugs, opened, her face flushed, lips slightly parted.
"I don't care who you are! Just give me what I need!"
Ethan turned back to her, bending down to meet her eyes, seeing them brimming with tears. "Are you sure anyone will do?"
"Fine, I'll go call Justin for you! I'll fulfill your wishes!" he said mockingly, pretending to leave.
But Jane Sullivan's suppressed tears broke free. "Ethan! You're such a jerk! ...Mmm..."
Her insults were cut off by his fervent kiss. Just because she called his name, Ethan felt his desire ignited by her words.
Kissing her lips fiercely, his tongue teasing her teeth, enticing her to open up.
"Mmm..."
Though confused, Jane couldn't ignore the familiar scent. She opened her mouth, eagerly returning the kiss, their tongues entwining.
She reached for his shoulders, fingers threading through his hair, standing on tiptoes, pouring all her energy into the kiss.
Awakened by her response, Ethan held her head closer, the kiss becoming more intense.
Then he moved downwards, intent on erasing every mark left by any other man.
His bites were forceful, causing Jane to whimper in pain.
Despite the pain, she willingly asked for more.
"Help me..."
Their long-suppressed pain and longing transformed into kisses, both craving more.
Jane's need was growing, especially with her injuries, so he held her hands above her head, kissing her lips again.
Considering it was Jane's first time, Ethan made sure she was ready for him.
When he felt her warmth, Ethan's forehead was covered in sweat, his eyes dark with desire.
"Jane, you're torturing me sent from heaven!"
His voice was hoarser than ever.
Ethan knew, even if it was the king of heaven, he wouldn't stop.
He wanted to claim her.
Unbuckling his belt, he approached her, his control slipping at the touch.
After years without a woman, his restraint was fragile.
But Jane, lost to the drug, responded eagerly, even raising her legs...
"This is what you asked for!"
With a growl, Ethan took her...
"Mmm... it hurts, get out! You're bullying me again! Get out!"
Partly sobered by the intrusion, Jane protested.
"Ethan, stop, I can't take it anymore!"
But could any man stop now?
"Stopping now would be like asking me to die!"
He paused, his forehead sweaty, his breathing heavy, his eyes sharp in the light.
Jane's blurry eyes met his, her face slowly coming into focus.
Seeing his commanding features, she touched his chin, her voice breaking, "Didn't you say I wasn't worthy?"
Ethan held her face, his voice deep by her ear. "Worthy or not, you know now."
He resumed with vigor...
"Mmm..."
Her soft voice was his undoing.
Feeling her warmth envelop him tightly, he lost control.
"I've been fooled by you all day!"
Angry that she lied about being with Justin, he asked, "Does making me angry please you? Jane, I wish I could devour you!"
He moved slowly, watching her endure.
"Tell me, who's taking you now? Who are you with?"
Jane knew what he meant. The pain was fading, replaced by insatiable need.
"Don't ask... don't ask..."
Closing her eyes to escape, but he thrust hard.
"Mmm..."
The pleasure was like floating on the sea, gentle yet powerful...
Jane lost all inhibitions, craving more, for he was Ethan...
"Four..."
Before she could finish, he silenced her with a kiss.
Jane winced in pain, biting her lip, lost in the moment.
Each change drew him in further.
"Don't call me uncle! Call my name!"
At the brink of surrender, he withdrew...
And whispered in her ear, "Be good, Jane, like before. Call my name..."
Jane, panting, called his name, "Ethan, Ethan..."
Hearing his name, Ethan lifted her to the bedroom, gently laying her on the bed...
But her back injuries ached under his weight.
Overwhelmed by her need, she turned over with his help...
Ethan didn't expect her to take control, awkwardly moving on top.
"Jane! You enchantress!"
Unable to wait, he took control, knowing she wanted more than gentleness.
It was a new experience for him, enjoying her cries for more...
Driven by the drug, but he didn't care, knowing Jane Sullivan also longed for him in that moment.
...
Jane felt like she was living a dream, entwined with Ethan as if it was the end of the world, just the two of them. She expressed all her unspoken words and emotions through her physical actions, the most intimate form of communication between lovers.
Only with Ethan did she feel this inexhaustible desire.