Page 69 of Logan’s Acadian Wolves

“Maybe yes, maybe no,” she replied, satisfied with her noncommittal answer.

He raised an eyebrow at her.

“What? Okay, maybe. I can’t say I’m not curious. But not tomorrow, okay? I don’t think I could do that.”

Logan laughed.

“I’m not a prude you know,” she protested. A giggle escaped her lips remembering what they’d just done in the kitchen. “Not sure what could have given you that impression. The conference room should have dispelled that notion…not to mention that I just made a nice dessert for you.”

Logan’s cock jerked as a vision of her lying naked on the countertop flashed in his head. He slid his hand from her belly to cup her breast. Watching her with his beta would be sexually exhilarating. But it would have to be her decision and hers alone.

“Tomorrow, if we do this, it isn’t permanent. It’s something we could do to make your shift the most amazing experience of your life. But it’s still your choice. As mates, the only bond we have will be to each other. I love D. He’s my beta and will always be part of our lives, but he won’t fall in love with you.”

Wynter closed her eyes trying to picture herself sandwiched between the two incredibly sexy and dominant men. She wanted to hate it, she really did. But the thought of them filling her, consuming her made her pussy throb; wetness teased her thighs. Lost in her dream, she startled as Logan brushed his knuckles lovingly across her cheek.

“Sweetheart, what ya thinkin’ about?”

“Everything,” she admitted softly without saying the word. Ménage. She decided right then to wait and see what happened after her shift. If she trusted her wolf, like Logan had been telling her to do, she’d make the right decision tomorrow night. “I want you to know that whatever happens tomorrow, the only person I want is you…just you.”

Logan gently kissed her and spoke softly, his lips still touching hers. “You are the only one for me, too. Only.” Kiss. “You.” Kiss. “Ever.” Kiss.

Wynter sighed. She almost told him that she loved him but thought better of it. What would he say? Yes, he was committed to her, that much he’d said.

“I got you a gift,” he said with a devious grin.

She kissed his chest. “Hmm, Dimitri said you like shopping.”

“He does know me well.”

“I’m kind of surprised you got me anything, considering how mad you were.”

“Just because I was upset, don’t think that for one minute I wasn’t thinking of making love to you. In fact, at this point, I might not think of anything else for the rest of my life,” he teased. “Okay, let me up. I’ll go get it.”

“It?”

“You’ll see.”

The devilish smile on his face made Wynter wonder exactly what he’d gotten her. She fell onto her back, closed her eyes and relaxed. Like he’d taught her to do, she listened intently to see if she could catch a clue to where he’d gone. She heard a door opening and shutting then the patter of his feet coming toward her. She glanced upward to find her gloriously naked mate standing over her, his erect cock jutting outward. Oh yes.

Logan dangled a red and black bag in front of her, blocking her view of his arousal. The fancy packaging sprouted tissue paper and ribbons, making it appear as if it had come from an expensive store. He wagged his eyebrows with a big grin, and she knew she was either in big trouble or in for the best time of her life. Maybe both.

“What’s in the bag, darlin’?” she drawled in her best southern accent.

“Well, you know, sweetheart. I’ve got plans for that sweet lil’ ass of yours.” Logan knelt down, straddling her legs, hovering an inch over her pelvis so as not to crush her with his weight. He set the bag aside so that he could get comfortable. His aroused flesh pressed into her belly as he leaned in to quickly suck an exposed nipple.

“Well, sir, I do think I might enjoy that,” she teased. Why bother with coyness when all she wanted was to be filled with Logan morning, noon and night. She continued in her role as a belle. “It’s all the rage, I hear.”

“You’re a naughty girl, you know that?” Logan laughed. She wanted to play again?

She nodded and licked her lips. After the talk about a threesome, she was more than ready to make love again. Her eyes darted back and forth between his purchase and the mischievous expression on his face.

Logan grabbed the blanket and tossed it aside so he could get a full view of her luscious body. Sliding his palm down her belly, he reached for the bag and pulled a small glass object out. He held it up so she could see it. The bulbous end caught the light; it curved slightly tapering into a ringed handle.

“Toys?” This is what he’d been shopping for? She laughed, excited at the prospect of trying something new with Logan.

“Why yes, Dr. Ryan. I’ve got a couple of fun toys, in fact. But I thought maybe we’d start with this one. Then, move up to something larger.”

“Something larger, like this?” Wynter captured his cock in her hand and gave it a smooth stroke. Logan hissed in delight.