Her heart stuttered, and need filled her, harsher than before. He planted her hands on the bench and tugged her legs back, palming her sex from behind. Pleasure cut through her, and she dropped her head.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he muttered, pressing into her from behind.
This time he didn’t pause. Sure and strong, with firm control, he powered into her one inch at a time. Her body strained but took him in, the pain and pleasure melding together until the only thing that mattered was him. Finally, he shoved all the way in, taking her completely.
Tremors cascaded along her thighs. She closed her eyes, overwhelmed and loving every second of it. His hand slammed the tile near her head, and she reached up, curling her fingers over his knuckles and between his much larger fingers to his palm. The marking burned her fingertips, sending a thrill down to where they were joined.
His other hand manacled her hip, and he pulled out only to power back inside her again. Nerves flared and sparked, so delicious that she kept her eyes closed to enjoy every single sensation.
She tilted her hips, taking more of him, feeling every inch of him fill her.
“God, you feel good,” he said, his mouth near her ear, his voice a low groan.
She shivered, feeling both taken and powerful in that she could affect such a primal being. Her hold tightened on his hand, even as the temptation to draw it to her flesh grew stronger. She wanted that marking.
It was hers.
He thrust harder, and pleasure pummeled her. The slap of flesh on flesh filled the steamy shower, his breathing growing as ragged as hers. His fangs struck into her neck faster than any whip. She cried out, throwing her head back, hitting him with her hair.
He drank from her, his body pounding into hers. Hard and fast and sure, he took her over.
He was everything she could ever want. He released her hip and angled his hand down, pressing his finger on her clit. Contractions vibrated inside her, bursting out in a thousand directions.
She stiffened and cried out his name, her voice echoing through the steam. The climax destroyed her, taking away all thought as she came apart. Her sex clamped down on him with each wave, and he followed her, growling against her neck as he came.
She breathed out a sigh of pure pleasure.
His fangs retracted, and he licked her neck clean. Then he lifted her body to turn her. Both hands cupped her face as he moved in for the sweetest kiss she could imagine. His firm lips took hers, her face safely bracketed in his palms. The marking heated and flared against her jawline, and her breath caught.
He nibbled on her bottom lip. “You feel it, too.”
She nodded, leaning into him. The marking wouldn’t take since he wasn’t inside her, but the warmth of it shot inside her and straight to her heart.
Or maybe that was him.
He released her, his thumb rubbing across her cheekbone. “You ready for bed?”
Numbly, her body still rioting, she nodded.
“Want to sleep?”
She could get lost in the otherworldly color of his spectacular green eyes. Slowly, she shook her head.
Those eyes glittered with a hunger he did nothing to hide. “Neither do I.”
Chapter 31
After a truly inspiring night, Logan finished eating scrambled eggs for breakfast—that he’d cooked. Mercy had given it another shot and had almost burned down the kitchen.
The woman really should stay as far away from a stove as possible. He grinned, his heart lighter than it had been in days. They’d reached an understanding the previous night—maybe not spoken, but it had been there in every touch. She was his, and she knew it. Somehow they’d work out the problems between the Seven and the Fae.
She was in the bathroom doing something with her hair, although he liked it long and free. Had he told her that? Probably not.
The front door opened, and Garrett strode inside with Zane on his heels.
Logan grinned. “So. We start the next war yet?”
Zane rolled his eyes. “It’s too early to tell. Dage and I are meeting with world leaders in shifter territories in about an hour. We’ll smooth things over the best we can, but the witches are seriously pissed. You might have to testify to their council.”
