Logan's Acadian Wolves (35 page)

Wynter pushed out of his arms and sat up, legs crossed. “What do you mean exactly?”
Please don’t mean what I think it means.

“Sex, it’s something we’ve become very good at doing.” He winked and pulled her toward him. “You and I are excellent at it actually. I can’t imagine what it’ll be like after you shift.”

“You had sex with Tristan’s mate?” She pulled away from him.
How could he think this was funny?

“Come on back down here, baby,” he coaxed.

“Don’t baby me.” She tried to act angry but was really just astonished at what she was learning. With a flick of her hair, she gave him her best eye roll and then smiled.

“Not all sex means that you are ‘in love’ with someone. Take Tristan. Do I love him? Yeah, I do. He was my Alpha and still is one of my best friends. And his mate, Kalli, she’s wonderful, but I wasn’t in love with her. But we are friends, and she needed me.
They
needed me. So yeah, I helped with her shift back into the pack. Not really the same situation though. She’d been wolf already, just not around a whole pack.”

“So how do you feel about Dimitri?”

“I love him too. He’s been a friend ever since we got caught bootleggin’ in the twenties.”

“What?”

“The gulf coast was a crazy place then, rumrunners and such. But I digress. That’s a story for another day. Your shift…where were we?”

“Dimitri, I think.”

“It’s the shift. It doesn’t just affect your basic senses. Your libido will be flying high like a kite. I want him to be there in case…in case we need him.”

“Okay,” she said, contemplating what he was telling her. She couldn’t comprehend wanting to make love to him more than she already did. Was he implying that he wanted Dimitri to be with them? “So I’ll want to be with you. I’ll just be more enthusiastic?”

“Yeah, kind of like that.” He could tell she was having a hard time wrapping her head around what he was trying to tell her. “But you may need…more.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way. It’s not that I don’t find Dimitri attractive. I mean, I’d have to be dead not to, but Logan, I don’t think that I’d want to do…well, what you’re suggesting.”

Logan simply smiled and shrugged. “It’s up to you, Wyn. But I think that for at least your first shift, you may want this. I won’t lie; it won’t be easy for me to share you with him.”

“You didn’t want me near Jax.”

“No, I didn’t. My wolf, he doesn’t really want you near any unmated male. But he knows Dimitri. And for this shift…I want it to be special for you. If this is what your body needs, we’ll do it.”

“But I don’t think I’ll need that.” Wynter laid back down into his arms, wishing she could stay human. “I don’t get it.”

“The best I can explain it is that when the full moon hits, us wolves, we’re already sexual creatures. We crave the touch of others. Someone who is a friend by day may be a lover during the full moon. Consensual, of course,” he added.

“Have you ever watched someone make love?” she asked with great interest. “Well, besides in that vampire club the other night.”

“Yes.” He smiled broadly. His little wolf never ceased to amaze him. Was she a voyeur? “Like humans, certain wolves like to watch or be watched. It can be a turn on, without a doubt. Is that something you’d like to do?”

Wynter felt his eyes burn over her body at the question. What was she thinking? Threesomes to voyeurism in the course of two minutes was a little bit too much information to process.

“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.

“Oh, don’t you worry, baby. You’ll have plenty of that tonight, but first let’s start small,” he suggested. He retrieved a small bottle of lube and flipped it open. “But first, my little tease, open those legs and let me taste how hot you are.”

Wynter released Logan as he rose above her. She let her knees fall aside, like he’d asked, allowing him to see all of her. Giving him a playful smile, she licked her fingers and then slowly glided her hand down onto her mound. Captivated by what she was doing, Logan watched intently as she slid a moist digit into her slick crease, parting herself for him. She moaned in response, all the while taking in his reaction.

“Goddammit, Wyn, that is so fucking hot.” Logan lay on his stomach, his head between her legs, gaining better access to the heart of her.

His hands clutched her inner thighs as he speared the tip of his tongue into her channel. He felt her startle and then push down onto him in rhythm as he fucked her with his mouth. Once, twice, three times. Withdrawing, he licked over her fingers, groaning in delight.

“Ah baby, no more. Rest your hands on your belly,” he instructed. She’d come if they kept going and he wanted her first orgasm to coincide with their new toy.

“Please,” she begged. His tongue inside of her nearly sent her into release. The emptiness was killing her.

“Here we go,” he told her, spreading the cool gel onto the smooth crystal. Letting his fingers tease her anus, he circled it and slowly pressed one, then two thick digits inside.

“Oh my God, yeah,” she moaned. With ease, she began to writhe her hips as he pumped in and out of her. She cried as she felt Logan swipe his tongue through her folds, teasing her further.

“Ah, don’t stop,” she whined when he withdrew both his mouth and hand. “Logan.”

“We’re just getting started,” he grinned. Smoothing the cool object through her folds, he let it graze over her nub until it found its destination. The tapered tip prodded her puckered skin. Logan pushed and twisted slowly.

“Ah, yes. It feels so…good.” Wynter sighed as she relaxed into the sweet pressure. Similar to Logan’s fingers, the glass knob wasn’t too large yet created a sense of delectable fullness.

“Look at that…all the way in. How does it feel?”

“Full, but not too full. No pain…just pressure. But I need…”

Logan knew exactly what she needed. Plunging his finger into her hot sheath he began to explore her nether lips with his thumb. She’d want him to bring her all the way to orgasm by touching her clit, but he’d save that pleasure for later.

“So wet and pink, sweetheart. I love your pussy,” he told her and licked at her inner thigh. As he did so, he pulled out the glass instrument and pushed it back in, causing her to gasp.

“Ah, Logan, I’m so close…”

“Touch your breasts, Wyn. Oh yeah, just like that.” His cock was so hard, he could barely move. He watched her take her perfectly shaped mounds and knead them. “Now, play with your nipples.”

Through heavy-lidded eyes, Wynter caught his gaze and did what he told her. The sensations were overwhelming. His hands on her labia, the fullness in her bottom and now the pleasurable ache in her tight peaks…it was too much, but not enough.

“You are so hot, baby. My dick is like fucking steel. You are gonna make me come just watching you,” Logan groaned. He took his hand away from her heat so that he could take out the next toy. “We need to speed this up because I can’t take much more of just watching.”

The pressure eased as Logan slid out the glass plug. Wynter looked up to see him preparing a much larger, pink silicone object. Before she had a chance to ask, the cold lubrication pressed at her back hole.

“This one’s a little larger, okay? I’ll go slowly.” Logan inserted it an inch and noticed a grimace on her face. “You’re okay, sweetheart. Push into it. That’s it. Almost in.”

As the plug breached the first ring of muscle, pain flared and then quickly subsided as she bore down. Within seconds, a wonderful pleasure filled her completely. Logan’s tongue lapped at her clit, while his fingers added voluminous bonus. Wynter cried Logan’s name, bucking her hips into his face. Relentlessly his tongue grazed at her nub. She dug her fingernails into his scalp.

Logan wrapped his lips around her clitoris and suckled her. Wynter screamed so loud she thought she’d wake the dead. Her ass and pussy rippled in orgasm while Logan continued to drink of her essence. Granted little reprieve, she heard Logan growl right before he flipped her over on her stomach.

“Ah yeah, that’s it, Wyn. Goddess, you’re so beautiful,” Logan praised as she knelt on her hands and knees. Holding the plug in place, he waited until she was in position. Scrambling with one hand, he scooped up a control, a surprise he’d kept for Wynter. He positioned the head of his straining cock at her entrance. With a grunt, he plunged into her, sheathing himself completely. Her quivering walls pulsated around him, nearly making him explode.

“Don’t move,” Logan bit out, digging his fingers into her hips. Fuck, he really was going to come. He breathed in and out, slowly gaining control. Withdrawing, he pumped into her slowly. Logan could feel the probe caressing his shaft through the thin barrier.

Resting her weight on her forearms, Wynter’s head fell forward. She’d never been so satiated in her life. Even though she’d just come, she could feel the ache building once again as if someone was turning a crank, winding her up….soon she would spring loose.

“Oh God. I can’t even describe. Logan, I never knew.” So many thoughts raced through her mind while she endured the marvelous penetration. Again and again, his velvety steel sex stroked her channel of nerves. At the precipice, she moved in his rhythm as her release threatened. “I’m going to come again. Please.”