She laughs.
I grin as I lift her into my arms and carry her into the bathroom.
I’m going to spend my entire life taking care of my mate and making sure she knows she’s loved.Starting right now, by running her a bath, then making love to her all night.
EIGHT
Vivian
I wakeup with Logan’s arms wrapped tightly around me.His nose is buried in my hair, the tip pressing against the back of my neck.One of his legs is thrown over mine, and I smile at how he’s draped all over me.It’s like he couldn’t get close enough last night.
I’m not used to people being so in my space, but I find that I like it.Or maybe I like it because it’s Logan.
Logan grumbles in his sleep as I shift.He’s so freaking cute.I’m happy for the first time in maybe forever.It feels like I’m right where I’m meant to be, like fate set me on a course to wind up with Logan.
I belong with him.
I finally have someone who loves and cares about me.I know Logan would do anything to make me happy and keep me safe.He may not have said those three little words, but he’s shown me how he feels in every single one of his actions.
I’m so hot, and I shift again, trying to kick my leg out from under the blankets.Logan stirs behind me, nuzzling into my neck.
“Morning,” I rasp.
He rolls me in his arms.“Mate,” he mutters, claiming my lips with his.
Heat blooms within me, and I kiss him back passionately.His hands stroke my sides, and I melt against him.My body is a little sore from last night, but I’m still horny to have him again.
Logan rolls me onto my back and settles between my legs, his cock hard as it presses against my thigh.He presses his fingers against my opening, testing to see if I’m ready, and growls at what he finds.I gasp as his thumb swirls over my clit.
“So fucking hot, Vivi,” he groans against my skin.
I spread my legs wider in invitation, and he gets the message.The head of his cock bumps against my opening, and we both sigh as he sinks inside me, one thick inch at a time.
“Good?”he asks, studying my face.
“Yes.I need you,” I whisper.
“You have me.”
Logan makes slow, lazy love to me, worshipping me with his mouth, hands, and body.I shiver as his tongue traces over the bite mark on my neck.
“Logan…” I pant.“Mate.”
“What do you need, Vivi?”
I open my eyes, staring up at him.“More,” I beg.
He gives me what I need as soon as I ask for it.His strokes are deeper, harder, faster.He kisses me, his tongue tangling with mine as we rock together, chasing that high.
I strain to reach my peak as Logan thrusts in and out of me.His hips pin me to the mattress, and the base of his cock rubs against my clit with each stroke.I hook my legs around his hips, and he groans as my heels dig into his ass.
“Fuck, Vivi,” he moans.“I’m not going to last.”
“Don’t stop,” I beg.
“Not until you come.”
His voice is so low, so hot.It ratchets up my desire another notch, and I arch into his chest as I come.
