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  She was silent, maybe processing what he had said, or maybe she was trying to think of a smart-assed retort. But he didn’t give her another second to respond or to act. He grabbed her chin, tilted her head back, and kissed her hard.

  Chapter Three

  The beasts wanted out, wanted to claim their mate right now. But Logan told himself he needed to go slow as well, even if he didn’t want to. Logan liked the rough kind of sex, the kind where he had a female’s hands pinned to the base of her spine, pushed the hair off of her shoulder so he could see the long, smooth column of throat, and plunge his dick into her tight, warm heat of her pussy. But this would be different. This would be claiming his mate, the one woman born to be his. And she was his female, irrevocably.

  “This is fast, wild,” she said with a wide-eyed gaze.

  “Yeah,” was all he said, because he was more animal than human right now, and he knew that if he didn’t fuck her, he at least had to taste her. Lowering his head to her throat, he inhaled deeply. When he ran his tongue along her jawline, he groaned at the sweet flavor of her skin. His cock throbbed, and his wolf and bear paced right below the surface of his skin. He was feral, territorial, and wanted to possess every inch of this female until she conceded she was his, and that she always would be.

  She pulled back and stared at his face, breathing heavily, her mouth slightly parted. “I’ve never been this wet before,” she said in a low voice.

  A low, needy growl left him, and in a matter of seconds he had her lifted in his arms, turned them around, and had her ass on the island countertop. He was about to eat her alive until she came so fucking hard his ears rang and his animals would be able to sample the cream that would flow from her pussy.

  He took a step back and stared at her. Her skirt had risen up, and the majority of her thighs were visible. They were smooth and creamy in color, thick and full, and the fact she wasn’t bothering to pull the material down pleasured him. All he kept thinking about—picturing—was parting her legs and watching as her pussy lips spread wide so he could see her wetness. Logan’s mouth watered when that image slammed into his brain. He reached down and pressed his hand right over his dick, applying pressure and trying to ease the ache in his shaft.

  “The way you’re looking at me is a little frightening,” Honey whispered.

  Logan inhaled and smelled her lust. “I’m looking at you because I want to devour you, Honey.” He rubbed his palm up and down his jean-clad cock. “You should be frightened of what I want to do to you.” He took a step closer, ran his hands on her legs, and moaned out low when she didn’t move away from him. Her chest rose and fell harder and faster with each passing second.

  He wanted to get fully undressed, but now was not the time. He was going to lick her, suck her sweet little pussy until she creamed all over his face and cried out from coming so fucking hard. Logan saw the way she glanced down at his cock, and he gripped himself through the material, and let her see how stiff he was because of her. He wasn’t an arrogant bastard, but he knew his dick was big, knew that his dual animal genetics had him stronger, taller, more muscular than any other shifter out there, and his cock was no different.

  He went for his belt and undid it. Once his button was undone and his zipper was down, he took out his dick, showed her what he was working with, and what would be inside of her body sooner rather than later. Was he rushing this along? Maybe, but he had never wanted a female as much as he wanted her. She was his mate, and all common and conscious thoughts left him.

  “God,” she breathed out, and he saw the way her nails curled around the counter. She wanted him, was all but throwing off the “fuck me now, Logan” pheromones, and he’d deliver on every damn promise he had given her.

  All he wanted to do was focus on this female right in front of him. “Push the skirt up all the way, Honey. Let me see your pretty pussy.” He looked at her face, right in her amber-colored eyes. “Let me see what my pussy looks like right before I fucking eat you out and make you come all over my face.” Logan could hear his animals in his voice, deep and growly, and filled with a hell of a lot of possessiveness.

  Through her blouse he saw her hardened nipples. They were so fucking erect all he wanted to do was bury his face between her breasts and rub his cheeks on the stiff peaks. She didn’t move for several seconds, and he wondered if she would actually stop this from progressing. But then she reached down, shifted so she could pull her skirt up, and spread her legs for him.

  “I’ve never been so blatant before. I’ve never wanted to do this so damn badly.”

  He moaned as she spoke. He had never done anything this spontaneous and wild before either. But right now he couldn’t control himself. It surprised the hell out of him when she went for the buttons of her blouse and started undoing them. He watched as she gripped the two halves, and pulled them apart. The lacy bra she revealed was damn near transparent. Her big, round tits and rosy-colored nipples poked through the white material. He grabbed the base of his dick, stroked himself from root to tip, and felt pre-cum slip from the tip.

  She lowered her gaze to his erection again. “God, you’re big,” she said softly, and flicked her gaze back to his.

  “And I’m going to fill you up so much. You’ll feel like you’re splitting in two.” He stepped closer. “But not yet. First I’ll make you come with my mouth, and then I’ll feed you.” That had her eyebrows lifting. “I want to make sure my female is well fed for before I fuck her into exhaustion.” He heard her sigh, loved that she wasn’t fighting this, and knew that even if she had, he would have waited until she was ready.

  “But right now I am nearing the end of my self-control, baby.”

  When the two parts of her shirt were out of the way, she reached up, pushed her bra down and over her breasts, and his mouth watered at the sight.

  “I’m not about to fight this, not about to try to deny it. I want you.”

  Good, because I have to have you. My wolf and bear have to have you.

  “I will say I am not used to having a male control the situation.” She gazed down at his dick again, and the fucker jerked for her. “I am the one who is dominant, even if they are the ones doing the fucking.”

  Hearing her talk about other males in any fashion had him feeling rage. No one would ever touch her again. It would only ever be her for him, and vice versa. If they did, he’d fucking rip their limbs off and bathe in their blood. Logan didn’t care if it was an extreme thought or reaction. He was an alpha, this was his mate, and no one would come between them.

  She lifted her head and swallowed as she moved her hands to cup her breasts. The air left him. He reached out to brace his hand on the counter next to her and watched as his female touched herself for him.

  “It feels like I am on some kind of arousal crack,” Honey said between moaning as she tweaked her nipples. “I feel slutty for jumping into this with you.” Her voice held a note of teasing, but it vanished when she groaned and closed her eyes.

  He was in front of her in the next second, had his mouth by her ear, and said, “You can be as slutty as you want, but only for me. Only ever for me, Honey.”

  When she opened her eyes, he glanced down at her breasts. She let go of them and they bounced for a second. Logan couldn’t help himself from continuing to stroke himself from root to tip.

  “Watching you touch those big-ass tits makes my dick so fucking hard, and my balls drawn up tight. The need to fill you with my cum so you smell like me, ride me so damn hard I can’t help but want to shift.” He wanted to change, to shift into his animals and claim her the wild, primal way. “Touch yourself again, Honey. I want to see you slip your fingers between your thighs, stroke that tiny, hard little clit of yours, and beg me for my mouth and tongue.” His chest rose and fell violently and he couldn’t help it. “Imagine it’s me touching you, baby.” A drop of pre-cum lined the tip of his dick, and he spread it around his head, adding lubrication as he jerked himself off and watched her. He could have eas
ily touched her himself, but watching her do it was a much better visual.

  The image of her under him, pleading with him to lick and suck at every square inch of her, called out to him. But he wanted this visual temptation first. She hesitated, and he lifted his hand, showed her his two fingers, and bought them to his mouth. Logan sucked at those digits, got them nice and wet, and moved them between her thighs. Oh, he knew she was already wet, all soaked and juicy for him, but he wanted to be vulgar and obscene right now. It turned him on.

  “Oh. God.” Her eyes widened when he pulled her thong aside and slipped his fingers along her wet pussy lips.

  “Christ, Honey. You are so damn soaked for me.”

  She nodded, licked her lips, and leaned in an inch. He didn’t think she realized she had moved closer to him until their mouths were only a few inches apart. He took his fingers away, brought them up to her eye level again, and sucked them clean. She tasted sweet and slightly musky, and he loved every fucking explosion of flavor that burst across his tongue.

  Ours.

  His animals roared out. “Touch yourself,” he demanded, not meaning to be a prick, but not able to go much slower. “Submit to me, forget about the fact we just met, that you don’t know anything about me aside from what was in my file.” He leaned in close, smelled her hair, and closed his eyes as euphoria filled him. “I can tell you’re the type of female who likes to take control, but I’m your mate, and as you can tell, I don’t like being the one to let others dominate.” He moved his mouth to hers, dragged his tongue along her bottom lip, and felt her tremble. “Now, touch yourself for me. Let go.”

  She reached down, pulled her thong to the side, and touched her pussy. Logan leaned back to watch.

  “Like this?” Her voice was low, and he watched as a blush stole her cheeks and covered her chest. He could tell by her voice she wasn’t used to giving up her control.

  He nodded, not able to speak now as he watched her rub her thumb along her clit. He ran his palms up and down her breasts, curled his fingers into the giving flesh. “Yeah, baby, just like that,” he gritted out. He couldn’t take any more of this delicious torture. He wanted to be rough with her, wanted to feel her surrender as he took her.

  He reached down to push her hand aside, grabbed her thong, and tore the fucker away. Logan stared down at her chest as she breathed heavily. The scent of her arousal slammed into his nose once the underwear was gone. He placed a hand on her belly, pushed her back gently, and had her lying back on the smooth counter. After he grabbed her thighs, he lifted them on the counter and placed her feet on the edge.

  “You want this, baby? You want me?” He smoothed his hands up her legs, over her ass, and gently lifted her bottom. He loved the weight of the twin mounds in his hands, loved that she was smooth and soft and was making these little noises in the back of her throat.

  “I want this, Logan.” Her eyes were slightly widened as he kneaded her flesh. “God, I want this.” She had her hands off her breasts, and her palms on the granite beneath her.

  “My desire for you should scare you.” Placing a hand on both of her thighs now, he slowly moved his fingers toward her pussy. When he was touching the sweet, hot, wet flesh, Logan exerted pressure until she was spread even wider for him. Watching her with a primal hunger as her labia spread open, his cock throbbed as her darker pink inner lips came into view. He slowly moved his gaze over her rounded stomach and stopped when he saw her huge breasts. Damn, her nipples were rock hard and elongated.

  Logan moved between her thighs, and with his wide shoulders between them, there was no way she could close them. Good, he didn’t want her to hide herself from him. He wanted her spread and open, aching and wet for him. The scent of her pussy had his tongue swelling with the need to run the length through the center of her body. But he didn’t deny either of them any longer.

  Placing a thumb on either side of her pussy, he pulled apart her flesh even farther and covered her entire slit with his mouth. He worked his tongue in her hole, moved it in and out, and then flattened it and slid it all the way up her cleft and closed his mouth around her clit. The breathy sound she made was like adding fuel to the fire of his need. Over and over he licked and sucked at her, keeping her open with his thumbs and making sure to memorize every inch of her cunt. The bastards within him wanted out, wanted to tear Honey up in only the best of ways. But Logan wanted to experience this as a human right now. They’d have plenty of time to get fucking wild.

  His nails turned into claws, and he felt his incisors elongate. The gasp that came from her when she clearly felt the sharpness of them on her sensitive flesh had his balls drawing up tight.

  “Logan, God, I can see your wolf and bear trying to get through.” She didn’t sound afraid or disgusted, and by the warm gush of cream along his tongue, he knew she liked it. She fucking loved it, and he would give her more, so much more.

  Logan lifted his head from between her thighs and felt the product of her arousal cover his mouth. He knew his animals were right there, despite him trying desperately to keep them back. Not answering because he didn’t know if he could form a coherent word right now, he covered her pussy with his mouth again and sucked on her clit harder than before. He needed her to come, needed to hear her cry out her orgasm and beg for more. She tensed and reached out to tangle her hands in his hair.

  “Oh God. Yes, right there,” she moaned.

  Logan sucked faster and slipped his hand lower so he could shove a finger deep inside of her body. Instantly her inner muscles clenched around the digit, pulled it in farther, and he added another one right when she came.

  She mewled and pulled at his hair until the pleasure and pain became one. Without thinking, only needing some friction, he reached down and grabbed his cock. He stroked himself as she came undone on his mouth. “You’re so hot and tight, and all this wetness is for me, baby,” he said against her extra juicy pussy. But he wanted more from her.

  When he sensed her orgasm was diminishing, he pulled back, stood, and grabbed the back of her neck. He wanted her to taste herself on him, to know that he loved this claiming, and that there would be more. Although he wouldn’t fuck her yet, he wasn’t done with her either.

  Pulling back, he noticed a light sheen of sweat covered her chest. Logan leaned down and ran his tongue along the tiny beads of wetness. The salty sweetness that invaded his taste buds had him wanting more. Before the little tremors that shook her body waned, he flipped her onto her belly, pulled her body down so her feet touched the floor, and hiked her skirt as high up on her waist as it could go.

  “Logan? What are you doing?” She glanced over her shoulder, but he focused on her ass.

  God, her ass was glorious ass.

  He brought his palm down. Logan smacked the hell out of her ass cheek until her skin became red and she gasped.

  “I am going to lick every part of you.” Her ass was popped up, and he immediately grabbed a cheek in each hand and spread her wide. Hidden beneath the full mounds was the tight, pink hole of her anus. He’d always been an ass man, and she had one that went on for miles.

  “I’ve never done this…” Her voice held a breathy quality to it. She was still looking over her shoulder, and there was a hazy quality in her expression. He planned on making her come once more.

  “I’ll make this good for you, baby. I’ll make you feel so fucking good.”

  She licked her lips. “Back there?” There was a touch of hesitancy in her voice, but no fear or reluctance.

  Without answering, but still holding her gaze with his own, Logan leaned in and ran his tongue right up the center of her ass. He pressed his tongue to her anus, moved it around the tight hole, and then gently pressed in.

  “God…”

  Her voice had him groaning and pleasure filling him. Humming around the hole, he continued to lick at her, slowly at first as to get her used to what was certainly something new to her. She tasted good, slightly salty from her sweat, but still having the clean s
weetness to her. Then his actions started getting more demanding, more forceful. He squeezed her ass cheeks, curled his nails into her flesh, and growled against her now-soaked flesh. He needed to feel her let go this way.

  Honey moaned, and it was music to his ears. “I’ve never felt anything like that, Logan.” It was almost like she spoke to herself, and so he renewed his efforts.

  Slipping a hand between her legs, he found the hard little nub of her clit and rubbed it back and forth at the same time he licked her asshole. Pulling back and using his other hand to press a finger to the tight ring of muscle, he gently inserted the digit into her ass. But he never stopped rubbing her clit in the process. Logan watched as she shook uncontrollably, as she curled her fingers into her palms.

  “Come on, baby. Give me one more. Come for me again.” He pressed his finger harder on her clit and rubbed it faster. He pushed another digit into her ass, but she was nice and slick from him working his mouth all over her, and the finger slid in smoothly.

  “God, you’re making me feel so full.”

  She hadn’t felt anything yet. He renewed his efforts until she was panting, begging him for more, and then she came hard. He worked his finger in and out of her ass, rubbed her clit, and watched her body the entire time. She was shaking, her legs spread wide, and her body strung tight. He sucked at her ass, licked her, rubbed her, and loved that she surrendered to him. Honey trusted him. He couldn’t ask for any more right now.

  When she sagged against the island, her body sweaty, clearly sated, he slowly rose, smacked her on the bottom and watched it jiggle, and then smoothed his fingers up her back. Her hair was still a bun at the nape of her neck, and the slender column of her throat beckoned his animals. His canines descended even farther with the thought of marking her, but he pushed the desire back. Tonight, when he had her in a bed, he’d truly devour her.