~ Helena ~
Ethan kissed my forehead. “If you know the reason, you’ll be more stressed. So, let’s keep it this way, okay?”
I took a deep breath to calm myself because I was too emotional. “So, for how long? Don’t you want babies?”
“Of course, I want to have our children too.”
It relieved me for a while. “Okay, then tell me, how long should I wait?”
“Until my business in Crescent Island finished.”
I nodded. “Okay then.”
“Okay?”
“Okay.”
Ethan kissed me. “Helena, I care for you more than you realized.” He kissed my forehead, cheeks, nose, and lips again.
I said nothing since I wanted to believe it badly. Besides mating, Ethan had done all a spouse should do. Yet, his unwillingness to share the crucial matter bothered me a lot. Since what is a relationship without trust? Without sharing and helping to ease the burden?
“Darling?”
I let out a sigh. “It’s okay. I can wait, but I need you to tell me one day about it.”
“As soon as my business is finiId in Crescent Island, I’ll tell you everything.”
“Promise?” I showed my pinky finger.
Then Ethan linked his finger to mine. “Promise.”
Maybe I should wait for a while. It was not the end of the world. Only until Ethan finished with his business, whatever it was. Then all would be answered. But no matter how many times I tried to convince myself, there was a doubt lingering in my heart.
I got into the shower. The warm water comforted my tired body. My sensitive part was sore, and then I blushed when a sudden memory of how eager Ethan had helped me last night crossed my mind. I still wanted him to claim me.
Though we hadn’t been through a marriage ceremony yet, I was his mate, his wife in Ethan’s world. So, I had deep insecurity built within me regardless of what he said. After Kenneth betrayed me to Debbie, Ethan also had a history with his dead mate.
Yes, Red told me that whomever Ethan’s mate would be, she would be dead. But I sensed Red’s hostility toward me from the first day we met. Did Red tell me the truth? Did Ethan have an infectious disease that could cause her death? The problem was Red said to me that Ethan’s mate had passed away the next day.
I shook my head. Even if people get infected by HIV/AIDS, it needs at least a year. On average, if untreated, the patient can live for 8-10 years. But if it is treated well, it can be longer than that. Maybe a heart attack or stroke could cause Ethan’s mate’s death the next day. Yet, everyone can also die because of those two diseases.
I soaped my body and kept thinking. If Ethan indeed has a deadly disease, we can still use a precaution, like a condom. Though the safety isn’t 100%, it is still possible for us to make love if the reason is for my safety.
But then, how could I know that Red didn’t tell a lie? His reaction was too spontaneous, and he was offended when I asked about it. So I guessed he didn’t lie. Then I let out a long sigh. “What should I do?”
Before I could continue my wandering mind, the door was opened, and Ethan came.
I lifted my head and gasped. “W-what are you doing here?”
“I want to join you. But last night, I might have been too rough. So, I should tend to your body well.”
“I don’t think it’s not a good idea.”
“Why not?”
“Because I want you to finish it, you know ….” I couldn’t finish my words, and my face was crimson.
It made him grin. “Mating? Making love? Having sex? Getting laid? Doing sexual intercourse?”
“Ethan!” I threw him a soap bar, but he quickly caught it.
“What? I’m right, you know. It’s just that you’re so prim and shy. Just because I can’t finish it, it doesn’t mean I don’t want you.” Ethan stepped closer, undressing his shirt. “I want you, Helena. More than I want to admit. You are in my mind constantly.”
“I-I ….”
Ethan undressed his shorts and his boxer.
From what I saw, Ethan truly wanted me. So, I took a deep breath. “Okay.”
Then Ethan started to soap my front body while he kissed my neck and back until I reached my peak of pleasure under the shower.
“Did you feel sore?”
I nodded and blushed. “Yes, but you did it to help me. Thank you, darling.”
“No need to thank me. I will do it a thousand times if you need me. But I hope you won’t experience it again.” His face was stern.
I touched his face. “What are you thinking? You look like you want to kill someone.”
“Yes, Constantine. If he ever tries to get near you again, it may tempt me to kill him. He wanted to rape you by drugging you.”
“Don’t worry. It won’t happen again.”
Then I touched Ethan and gave him pleasure until he finally shook his head.
“You can be the reason for my death.”
I immediately covered his mouth with my hand. “Don’t say that. I don’t like it if you say death.”
Ethan laughed. “It’s just an idiom. You know, petite mort or la petite mort? It’s a French idiom that means the little death. Usually, it means the sensation of orgasm like death since the effect is incredible.”
“Oh!”
“So, it’s true that you can be the reason for my death.” Then Ethan whispered, “Only you, no one else, my darling.”
Then Ethan brought me to his bed after he dried our bodies first. Considering he didn’t want Ernie to clean our messiness. It was good that today was my day off, so I didn’t need to hurry to go to the library. So, I just lay there, smiling and waiting for what Ethan would do.
“Are you hungry?”
“Yes. Maybe I can eat a horse after this.”
Ethan laughed out loud until his head bent backward. “Really?” He raised his eyebrows. “Did I do a good job just now to exhaust you?”
I giggled and then laughed. “Fishing compliment again?” Then I pretended to think by tapping my pointer finger on my chin. “Well, what should I say?”
Ethan tickled me, and we laughed together on the bed.
“You know, you did it quite well, my mate.” I touched his face. “So, what should I give you as a reward?”
Ethan hugged me and pulled me to him. “You, I want you and nothing else.”