Page 52 of Logan’s Acadian Wolves

“How about we start making some rules of our own?” She pressed her lips to the side of his neck directly underneath his earlobe and speared her fingers through his hair. Sprinkling kisses downward, she began to writhe her hips over his. “Now that I know you like conference tables, tell me, what do you think of bathtubs?”

“Bathtubs?” Logan grinned. “Bathtubs are great. But are you sure you feel well enough? How’s your head?”

“I’m feeling so much pain. It’s terrible,” she purred, rubbing her breasts up and down against his chest. “But I’m afraid rest isn’t the medicine I need.”

“Ah, I see. Perhaps we need to play doctor. Sounds like you need one…hell, I think I need one. You’re clearly not the only one suffering.” If he didn’t get inside her soon, he thought he’d explode.

“We can’t have that, now, can we?” she teased, biting at his lower lip. God, he tasted good. His hard slippery body was all hers and she intended to explore every square inch of him.

The last string of Logan’s restraint snapped as her teeth pulled at his mouth.

“Hold onto me. Wrap your legs around me,” he demanded as he hoisted them out of the tepid water. Capturing her lips, he kissed her passionately, sweeping his tongue against hers. Within seconds, Logan was out of the tub. He pressed Wynter’s back flush to the wall, clutching her by her bottom. She moaned in appreciation; the roughness sent a lightning bolt of desire to her pussy.

“Fuck yes,” she cried as he moved his lips from her mouth to the crook of her neck, peppering her with kisses.

“I can’t control myself around you. Bedroom,” Logan grunted.

He wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or himself at that point. He’d almost taken her against the wall. A shred of sanity reminded him that she’d been hurt earlier no matter her protest that she was fine. The wall could wait for another day. Without watching where he was going with her, he clumsily made his way over to the bed. They fell into it together with Wynter’s legs wrapped around his waist.

Logan rolled Wynter onto her back, straddling her hips. Kissing her neck, he began to slowly move downward until his face rested in the valley between her breasts. He sighed in amazement; he’d never get used to how beautiful she was. He cupped each breast, bringing them together so he could easily move from one nipple to the next. Tracing his tongue along the outside of her right areola, he brought the taut peak into his mouth, gently sucking, before repeating the process on her other tip, tenderly making love to them.

Wynter lolled her head backwards, electrified by the sensation of his kisses to her skin. When he took her breast, the aching in her womb threatened orgasm. Not wanting to come so quickly, she raised her head and opened her lids. Logan, lavishing attention on her pink nipples, looked up and caught her eyes. Connected in a gaze, Logan slid downward. Still holding her breasts, he kissed her abdomen, making sure to leave no spot unattended. When he reached her pussy, he gave her a naughty smile.

“Sweetheart,” Logan darted his tongue through the seam of her wetness. “I’ll never get enough of you. You have the sweetest, most beautiful pussy…and it’s mine.”

Wynter gasped as Logan pressed two long fingers into her core, stroking the length of her nerves. She contracted against him, the urge to come rushing over her.

“Logan,” she panted. She was close, so close. “Oh God.”

Parting her labia with his other hand, Logan sought out her sensitive hood. Finding his prize, he lapped at her clit. The second he felt her tighten around his hand, he suckled harder, using his tongue to flick at her nub. Relishing her juices, he moaned, creating a vibration that pushed her over the edge.

Wynter saw stars as her orgasm crashed onto her. Lifting her hips into his mouth, she sought all he had to give. Unrelenting, his rough tongue stroked her until she was thrashing on the bed, splintering into a thousand pieces. Calling out his name was her only relief; the pleasurable assault had left her breathless yet still yearning for him to fill her with his love.

Logan licked his lips, enthralled by the taste of her cream. Slowly ascending his mate, he took in the sight of the pink lips that he’d made so swollen. Divine. Wynter’s legs fell open to his body, allowing him to rest between them. Taking his cock in his hands, he stroked himself through her slick folds, drawing out a few more shudders from her.

“Wyn, sweetheart,” he uttered. Her eyes flew to his. “Feel me. Feel us.”

Logan thrust his rock hard shaft into her hot core. Wynter gasped at the welcome intrusion, bringing her arms around his waist. As he plunged in and out of her, she raked her fingers down his back.

“Ah…” Logan cried. “Fuck yeah.”

“You’re mine,” she whispered into his ear.

The wolf in him roared. Her words ignited his passion to new heights. The controlled rhythm came to a halt when he pulled out.

“Logan,” she protested.

He effortlessly flipped her over until she was on her knees. Holding her up by her belly, he guided her into position.

Wynter wanted this, for him to take her, make her his. Blind to him, the waiting drove her insane as she presented herself to him. She felt the cool air at her opening.

“Yes,” she screamed as he thrust into her.

“Aw yes, take me, Wyn.” Logan sucked a breath, trying not to come. She felt so incredible, fisting him tightly. Seated fully in her, he held still for a minute trying to regain his composure. With one hand wrapped around her waist, he used the other to pet her back, running his fingers down from her shoulders to her ass. As he slowly started to move, he cupped her bottom, letting his thumb brush over her tiny rosebud.

“Please,” Wynter heard herself begging. The pad of his finger at her puckered flesh sent sparks flying all over her skin. She wanted to be utterly filled, and sought his touch.

Sensing Wynter’s signal, Logan inserted his thumb into her tight hole, slowly but surely penetrating her. He found it incredibly hot to watch his finger disappear into her and sucked a breath at the sensation. It was as if he could feel her walls tighten around his cock in response.