Chapter 35

“I want you, Rosalie.” Ethan’s soft whisper wrapped around me as we lay tangled within the sheets, our bodies molding together in heated passion. “Don’t leave me,” I begged him. Over and over again, he made me come undone around him. The feeling of him sliding in and out of me made my mind spiral. I wanted him—all of him—always. His hands brushing over my bare skin sent shivers through my body. “You are mine forever, Rosalie—and I am forever yours.” His declaration made the love I had for him grow. I knew there was no way that I would ever get over the way he made me feel. Yet as the passion grew between us, he suddenly felt so far away. His body was sliding away from me, leaving me with an empty feeling inside. “Ethan?” My panic-filled voice drifted in an endless sea of darkness, and the sound of whispers was drawing me out of that place of lust and desire until, finally, my eyes opened. A groan of disappointment left my lips as I rolled over, facing the partially cracked bedroom door