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“Maybe I should put in the effort, just in case.” I grin and find her pussy. I tease her clit.
“I won’t mind it.” Her head falls back, and her hips thrust.
“I want to play with you,” I say. I slide my finger inside her. I drop my knees to the floor and lean over her. I cup the side of her neck. “Look at me,” I demand. Her head pops up. “That’s it.” I let my animal show himself. My eyes are consumed with my lion. I press harder. “Such a good girl,” I purr.
“Handsome,” she groans. The water splashes over the side and my shirt because of the force of her lifting hips.
“So sweet. Look at you,” I hum. “Your pussy is sucking at my fingers.” I move my arm to her back, urging her to arch. “Give me your mouth.”
She meets me halfway. The kiss is desperate and needy. There is a level of claiming in the act. She makes me want to embrace the wildness of my nature. I have to hold back my lion from biting her, marking her.
I add a finger and thrust harder, faster. Her body is at my mercy, willing to take everything I want to give. Her heels hit the bottom of the tub as she bends her knees to give me more access.
She rips her mouth away and moans.
“Are you ready, Sugar?” I ask against her cheek.
“Yes, Logan,” she pants.
“Come. Come like a good girl,” I hiss.
“Handsome,” she cries, her pussy clamping down.
“Yes, Breeane,” I encourage. Her breath is heavy in my ear.
I slow and then stop but leave my fingers inside. I press my forehead to the side of her head. Her body loses all the tension and melts. I close my eyes and enjoy the scent of her desire. My lion is quiet, temporarily satisfied. He won’t stay that way long. The more I am around her, touching her, the stronger the pull to mark her becomes, until my lion will demand we complete the bond.
“I’m all pruny,” she mutters.
I smirk. “Sorry, Sugar.”
“Definitely not a complaint.”
“Let's get you out,” I say, gently pulling my fingers. I lift her out with an arm under her knees and back.
“You’re getting all wet,” she gasps.
“I don’t care.” I can feel the water soaking my clothes but having her slippery, naked body in my arms makes it worth it. “I’ll change.”
I set her down in front of the sink and get a towel.
“Logan,” she says.
“Mmm…” I crouch at her feet, drying her legs.
“I meant it.”
“What, Sugar?” I tilt my head and my hands stop.
“I meant what I said.” She bites her lip. “Can we talk tomorrow? All of you?”
“Yes. We can explain everything.” My heart skips. I was hoping it wasn’t a declaration in the heat of the moment.
“Okay,” she says quietly.
“Okay,” I confirm.
The emotions of the night are crashing through me, and I barely hold it together when she runs her palm over my head.
