“I think you may be part devil, Elena.”
“Well, I’m definitely a little demon, but you’re a whole lot more demon than me, Logan.”
That demon churned beneath his skin as it sought to break free and claim her. It was hungry and horny and seeking to sate its lust on her. For the first time, he was more than willing to let the beast have control as he rested his hand on her hip before sliding it back to clasp her firm ass.
When he drew her closer, she gasped and bit her lip as he pulled her body flush against his. “Are you sure about this?” he asked.
“I’ve never been more sure in my life.”
“Then I’m not letting you leave here tonight.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
His words cameout in a gravelly tone of voice that she didn’t recognize. For a second, trepidation danced like skeletal fingers up and down her spine. As he stared at her with white-blue eyes, she realized that though he’d been nothing but kind and considerate these past two weeks, he was now a vampire on the verge of losing control.
It should have unsettled her more than it did. Instead, it made her wetter as he devoured her with those amazing eyes. She had a few sexual experiences, but none of them turned her on as much as this man, and he’d barely touched her yet.
What would he do to her once he was inside her?
Her heart hammered in anticipation as she undid the button on his jeans and pulled the zipper down. Grasping his underwear, she pushed them and his jeans lower.
Logan shifted and kicked off his sneakers before removing his jeans. When she reached for his shirt, he caught her hand and flattened it against the wall. He intended to take the time to relish every inch of her, but if she kept touching him, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from taking her.
She tried to jerk her hand free, but he didn’t relinquish her as he clasped her other hand and lifted it too. He shifted them so he could hold them both in one hand. He stepped a little away to run his gaze over all of her curves.
“Exquisite,” he murmured before kissing her collarbone.
He’d been right; she did taste as magnificent as she looked. Her lemon scent was intensifying on the air, but her skin was sweet with a hint of spice. He should have suspected that she would be sugar and spicy all rolled into one with her fiery personality.
When Logan’s lips found her neck, Elena’s breath sucked in, and her mind spun with her rising passion and uncertainty over whether he would bite her. He nipped at her flesh before his mouth slid up, and his teeth pulled at her earlobe.
“Relax,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m not going to bite you unless you give me permission to do so. And if you ever do, I’ll make sure you experience the exquisite pleasure of my bite while I’m fucking you.”
Yep, she’d never been this turned on before. It was almost borderline painful as the ache between her legs spread, and she bit back a whimper. She almost pleaded with him to put her out of her misery.
Before she could, he released her hands, grasped her hips, and spun her around. Elena found herself staring at the wall as he clasped her wrists and lifted her hands again. As he flattened them against the wall, his fingers entwined with hers and his rigid cock pressed against her back.
“Keep them here,” Logan commanded as he released her hands. She kept her hands on the wall as he skimmed his fingers down her forearms to her biceps. She shivered when he ran them past her armpits and down her back. “Are you ticklish, Elena?”
“A little,” she admitted breathlessly.
But his touch wasn’t making her ticklish; instead, it was awakening nerve endings she’d never known existed. And every single one of those nerves screamed for more of him. When his hands fell away, her disappointment accompanied the soft rustle of something.
Then he stepped close again, and she was delighted to realize he’d shed his shirt. The thick wall of muscle encompassing his chest pressed against her back as his hands settled on her hips. One of them slipped down toward the junction between her thighs while the other slid toward her breasts.
Elena didn’t know where she craved his touch more as the tension in her mounted. Then his hand found her breast at the same time his fingers rubbed her clit. A sound she didn’t recognize escaped her; it was almost animalistic.
She arched into his hands as they aroused her to a nearly impossible height. Her hips thrust back and forth until she was nearly on the verge of coming when he stopped moving, and his arms cinched around her.
Elena’s protest died when Logan lifted her. Logan carried her over to the couch and sat down. His thighs slid between her legs and pushed them apart. He placed a hand against her spine and nudged her a little way forward as she rested her hands on his knees.
Grasping his shaft, he rubbed the head of it across her wetness before slowly parting her folds. He groaned as he slid deeper into her tight, wet sheath and buried himself inside her.
Unable to breathe, he remained unmoving as he savored the overwhelming rightness that came with being inside her. Nothing in his life had ever felt this good, and if he had his way, he would be inside this woman every day for many years to come.
Logan hadn’t considered forever with a woman since becoming a vampire. As a hunter, he was expected to marry and try to have children, but things were different now. However, as he stared at Elena’s dark hair spilling down her back and the curve of her ass, he decided he would never let her go.
Elena didn’t dare move while she adjusted to having him inside her and the barrage of emotions accompanying it. With her other partners, she’d only been in it for a bit of fun, but she’d always known it would only be a fling.
