temple.
His body was shivering with aftershocks, my channel still rippling around him, holding him tight. “Maybe,” he agreed before he started to laugh.
I could feel his heart beating against my back, the rumbling of his laughter, and his throbbing cock still buried deep inside me. Every part of me was sated and satisfied, and even the part that rebelled against the bond of reah and semel recognized the claim that Logan had just marked in my flesh with his teeth and claws.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
I shook my head as he pressed a hot kiss to the side of my neck.
“You belong to me, Jin; every part of you, every piece is mine.”
Yes. “Yours,” I agreed.
The deep, satisfied male grunt made me smile.
He eased gently from my body and rolled me over to my back before he lifted to his knees. I was naked, and so was he, from the waist down.
“You look like I had my way with you,” he said, smiling wickedly.
“You look pretty much the same.” I arched an eyebrow for his benefit.
He pounced on me, and I was laughing as he kissed me, wrapping me in his strong arms, holding me tight as he took possession of my mouth.
I kissed him back, tangling my tongue with his, tasting him, sucking and nibbling, arms and legs holding him tight.
“Say it,” he whispered breathlessly, taking a gulp of air so he could kiss me some more.
“Logan,” I gasped, panting, “I love you.”
“And I love you,” he said, his eyes locked on mine, his fingers combing through the long, thick hair that fell to the middle of my back. “I love nothing and no one more.”
I pulled him down for another kiss, and he chuckled into my mouth.
“Mine,” he breathed, and I was.
Chapter Seven
L OGAN had taken a shower after me, and so when he came out, I was again standing at the window, staring out at the night.
“Should I have some food brought up before we leave for the airport?” he asked gently.
“No.” I shook my head, my eyes flicking to his honey-gold ones.
“We’re going home, we’re not staying. Don’t be anxious or panic or think we’re not leaving, because we are.”
I nodded but said nothing, afraid I would dissolve into tears. I felt vulnerable suddenly, naked, because everyone knew what Logan had done to calm me and assert his dominance. I felt as though I was on display.
He crossed the room and took me in his arms, and pressing my face into his throat calmed me, the steady beat of his heart soothing, his hand cradling the back of my head, so gently, so tenderly, drawing the first tear from under my closed lids.
“Baby, look at me.”
I tilted my head back and looked up at him.
“There.” He smiled at me. “Don’t worry about anyone else; you’re the reah of your tribe, no one can understand your heart except me, and I’m the only one who matters.”
But as everyone filed in and I saw their frightened faces, the wary looks, and the anger, I found that I had to look away. Even Artem, who had not shifted, looked scared.
“Let’s go,” Logan said after a few minutes, having changed out of the dress shirt and sweater he had been wearing earlier into just the sweater under his suit jacket. He pulled his wool and cashmere trench coat back on over it before he took my hand in his and led me out.
Domin took care of my hotel bill, and I followed Logan outside and into one of four enormous black Hummer limousines. Normally I would have had some sort of snarky comment about how Hollywood it was, but today it didn’t matter.
I wanted to see Crane. I wanted to go home.
Inside the car, I sat beside Logan and was quiet, staring at his hand holding mine. The gold of his skin beside the olive of mine was, as always, noticeable. I heard yelling outside, and then Yuri was in the limo with us before Justin and Sean climbed in as well. I noticed that Miguel Garza and a woman were also seated inside.
“We’re just waiting for my sheseru,” he told us. “My sylvan will ride in the car
His body was shivering with aftershocks, my channel still rippling around him, holding him tight. “Maybe,” he agreed before he started to laugh.
I could feel his heart beating against my back, the rumbling of his laughter, and his throbbing cock still buried deep inside me. Every part of me was sated and satisfied, and even the part that rebelled against the bond of reah and semel recognized the claim that Logan had just marked in my flesh with his teeth and claws.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
I shook my head as he pressed a hot kiss to the side of my neck.
“You belong to me, Jin; every part of you, every piece is mine.”
Yes. “Yours,” I agreed.
The deep, satisfied male grunt made me smile.
He eased gently from my body and rolled me over to my back before he lifted to his knees. I was naked, and so was he, from the waist down.
“You look like I had my way with you,” he said, smiling wickedly.
“You look pretty much the same.” I arched an eyebrow for his benefit.
He pounced on me, and I was laughing as he kissed me, wrapping me in his strong arms, holding me tight as he took possession of my mouth.
I kissed him back, tangling my tongue with his, tasting him, sucking and nibbling, arms and legs holding him tight.
“Say it,” he whispered breathlessly, taking a gulp of air so he could kiss me some more.
“Logan,” I gasped, panting, “I love you.”
“And I love you,” he said, his eyes locked on mine, his fingers combing through the long, thick hair that fell to the middle of my back. “I love nothing and no one more.”
I pulled him down for another kiss, and he chuckled into my mouth.
“Mine,” he breathed, and I was.
Chapter Seven
L OGAN had taken a shower after me, and so when he came out, I was again standing at the window, staring out at the night.
“Should I have some food brought up before we leave for the airport?” he asked gently.
“No.” I shook my head, my eyes flicking to his honey-gold ones.
“We’re going home, we’re not staying. Don’t be anxious or panic or think we’re not leaving, because we are.”
I nodded but said nothing, afraid I would dissolve into tears. I felt vulnerable suddenly, naked, because everyone knew what Logan had done to calm me and assert his dominance. I felt as though I was on display.
He crossed the room and took me in his arms, and pressing my face into his throat calmed me, the steady beat of his heart soothing, his hand cradling the back of my head, so gently, so tenderly, drawing the first tear from under my closed lids.
“Baby, look at me.”
I tilted my head back and looked up at him.
“There.” He smiled at me. “Don’t worry about anyone else; you’re the reah of your tribe, no one can understand your heart except me, and I’m the only one who matters.”
But as everyone filed in and I saw their frightened faces, the wary looks, and the anger, I found that I had to look away. Even Artem, who had not shifted, looked scared.
“Let’s go,” Logan said after a few minutes, having changed out of the dress shirt and sweater he had been wearing earlier into just the sweater under his suit jacket. He pulled his wool and cashmere trench coat back on over it before he took my hand in his and led me out.
Domin took care of my hotel bill, and I followed Logan outside and into one of four enormous black Hummer limousines. Normally I would have had some sort of snarky comment about how Hollywood it was, but today it didn’t matter.
I wanted to see Crane. I wanted to go home.
Inside the car, I sat beside Logan and was quiet, staring at his hand holding mine. The gold of his skin beside the olive of mine was, as always, noticeable. I heard yelling outside, and then Yuri was in the limo with us before Justin and Sean climbed in as well. I noticed that Miguel Garza and a woman were also seated inside.
“We’re just waiting for my sheseru,” he told us. “My sylvan will ride in the car
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