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" Logan." He grunted, standing up straight as I did. His eyes gazed down my body, enough to make me shiver and look away as my cheeks reddened.
" We cannot let you leave. " He suddenly spoke. " You can take a shower and eat."
I nodded, stepping closer towards him. I could feel my mark begin to warm, and I looked up at him with wide eyes.
As we looked at each other I watched as his eyes darkened, his veins turning the same shade as the night before. I swear I could feel the tension and wanted nothing more than his skin on my own.
" You better get going." He said throatily.
He was behind me the entire way up the flight of stairs, and into his bedroom. Every step I took felt like I was on thin ice.
" In there is the shower. I'll get you a towel and something to wear. " He nudged me forward and I skeptically entered the bathroom. A single shower and toilet and sink made the entire bathroom. I started the shower, putting the hottest setting on. Turning around I watched as he walked towards his dresser, the lines of muscle on his back exposed through his shirt as he looked in the drawers.
Closing the door I stepped out of my clothing, and into the shower. The hot air surrounded me, and filled my nose. Standing under the water, I finally began to relax. As I washed my body with the only soap in there I started to think more bout everything that was going on.
He was the sexiest man Ive ever laid eyes on, the mark was his symbol and the one he placed on me last night had me surrendering my body to him.
My shower was probably unnecessarily long, but I was so scared of what was going to happen.
Right now, the men thought we were part of the Cold Blooded Tribe! These men were thousand years old, I don't think they plan on dying anytime soon either.
As I slid open the glass shower door, I was face to face with Logan. No seconds passed as the clothes in his hand were dropped, and my body was pressed against the moist shower wall. My bare front was against his own, the veins in his neck darkening as a unnatural growl erupted heavily from his chest.
His hands held my arms above my head, a soft pressure of his hips grinded against my body. As his lips tugged on my own, I couldn't help the approving noises that escaped my mouth. It must of encouraged him as he began sucking on my bottom lip harder, his tongue working miracles as it stroked my own. Roughly he began grinding harder against me, a slow hard rhythm he made as the hard bulge between his legs aroused my inner core.
Suddenly he tore off me, his whole body shaking uncontrollably .
When he looked back up at me his eyes were black once again, but such a huge emotion was held with in them.
He growled , stalking towards me before stopping, and turning around.
I was left alone, the room door closing and locking once again. Shaking, I stepped out of the shower, cold air hitting me hard. As quickly as I could I stepped into the long sleeve white shirt and blue sweatpants. They were way too big, but I found it didn't matter as I curled into his bed, ignoring the plate of food beside me.
All I wanted to do was fall into a deep sleep.
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"Logan?" I called out as quietly as I could.
He hadn't come back after our bathroom episode, and I began to worry.
He was sitting at the desk in what I presumed was his office. I approached slowly, sitting in one of the chairs nearest to him.
" Logan." I repeated again, my voice trembling nervously.
" What do you want?" He growled, leaning back in his chair.
" I-I'm not apart of the Cold Blooded." I said quickly.
He stared at me, and I tried not to get lost in looking at him.
"Do you believe me?" I questioned, sounding pathetic.
He snarled, looking away from me. " Then what are you?"
" I think I am your mate" I whispered.
He stared at me, shaking his head, 'No'.
" I want you…" I continued. " Physically…" I breathed, feeling the way his hands were on my neck.
" I need you…I know that you're my soulmate. "
" Understand!" He growled. " I am not your mate. I am a Wolf. I do not Love, nor do I need anyone. " He snapped bitterly.
I began to feel the defeat, trying hard not to cry but it was too late.
" Not true!" I screamed, as I sobbed. I ran up the stairs, back to his bed room.
Please, I thought. Please let him love me too.
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Hours later he had returned to his room. This time he wasn't with holding his emotions. He came back more hyped up than the bathroom episode.
"It's impossible for me to have a mate, you know that don't you?" He growled harshly as he stalked towards me.
I nodded, not wanting to look at him. Can he tell that I beg for him to be my mate?
" Tell me what you are doing then?" He roared, pouncing on me. He pinned me to the mattress, his teeth baring as he trapped me under him completely.
I shook my head, unable to find any words. He was lethal, a ultimate warrior and I was under his complete control. Shouldn't he be the one feeling in control? Why is he forcing entrapment on me?
" Answer Damn it!" He growled.
" Pl-please.." I begged softly.
" When you beg…" His voice softened, his hot breath caressing my face. " You make me feel weak."
I looked up at him, trying to understand his words. I could feel him between my legs, and like before he roughly grinded against me, making me cry out as a shot of pleasure arose.
" I don't ever feel weak. " He whispered again. Swirling his hips in a slow, tantalizing motion.
" Logan." I cried out, lifting my hips to meet his. " Touch-"
" Say it…" He growled in my ear. " I need to hear it. "
" Touch me…" I finally breathed.
Like I had un leashed a beast, Logan mouth reached directly for my mark, his lips stroking the sensitive area slowly. I began to slither against him. He continued to suck and pull at the skin, his tongue creating such a teasing temptation that I could feel my body reaching its peak. My hips found an angle against his hard cock against his jeans, my naked folds creaming. As he continued to make love to my mark with his mouth, I soon found my own completion. My moan filled his room as the orgasm peaked my body, my eyes meeting his as he pulled back to watch what he had done to my body.
"You're mine. " He growled.
