Sienna

He was actually doing it.

My breath was labored as I walked behind Logan, my eyes fixed on the ground before me. He was silently leading me back to the mansion, we weren’t even touching, and yet it felt as though everyone knew what we were going back to do.

To fuck each other’s brains out.

When the words had slipped out, a part of me had been certain that would finally do it. Snap him out of the trance he was in. They’d done nothing of the sort though. If anything, they’d pushed him even deeper.

I held my breath, still not completely sure he wouldn’t send me back to the shacks any minute now. I had no reason to feel nervous; he clearly already wanted this as much as I did. And yet, as we walked past a small pool of water and I caught myself in its reflection, I couldn’t shake my self-consciousness.

I subtly ran my hands through my hair, trying to make them appear less tangled. The mansion came into view and just as silently as we’d been walking, Logan began making his way up the stairs. He opened the door to a room on the first floor and paused when he stepped in, standing a few feet away with his back to me.

The room was just about the most luxurious room I’d ever seen. Fine linen and silk draped every inch of the walls. There was a king sized bed resting at the center, with gold plates into its stand. A large desk stood to the side, with a smaller replica of the throne tucked into it.

His voice drew me out of my stunned haze.

“Lock the door.”

The command in his tone sent a shudder through me.

I turned and drove the deadbolt with every strength I had. He was already unbuttoning his shirt by the time my eyes went back to him. “Take off your clothes.” He ordered. My hands immediately went to the buttons of the dress I wore. I swallowed, pressing my lips together.

Would he like what he saw?

I wasn’t as rounded as the female Lycans I’d seen in the pack. They had a lot of advantages I didn’t have; good food, natural oils, beauty treatments. My fingers worked shakily and then the dress fell to the floor, leaving me standing in only my panties.

My arm immediately came forward to hide my breasts. “Move your hands away,” The roughness of his voice grazed my skin. With great effort I moved my hand to the side, my nipples hardening under the weight of his stare. He slowly ran his gaze down my body, letting his shirt drop to the floor.

I held my breath when his eyes lifted and locked onto mine, his irises now so dark they were almost black. He had very broad shoulders, a tattoo covering the skin on his left arm and part of his chest. My gaze narrowed in on the fluid sway of his hips when he started striding towards me.

He tipped my chin up with his fingers and without warning, brought his lips down on mine. The sharp points of my nipples stabbed his chest as he snaked an arm around my waist and brought me flush against him. Desire prickled beneath my skin, electric and sharper than anything I’d ever felt.

My clit pulsed between my legs as he sucked my tongue into mouth. I felt so small against his large frame, sliding my hands up the sturdy muscles of his arms to bury them in his hair. I slanted my head, parting my lips and letting out tongues rub against each other.

“What’s your name?” He groaned against my lips.

I rocked against him. “Sienna,” I murmured, chasing after his lips. A tortured moan escaped him when I rocked against his hard length again, going crazy with how much I wanted him inside me. The scent of his arousal assailed my senses; an intoxicating mix of cedar wood, pine and a trace of musk.

Fuelled by the harshness of his kisses, I reached between us and slipped my hands into his pants. His cock was hot and thick against my palm. And his hands found my breast when I squeezed. “Fuck..” He groaned in my ear as I began twirling my thumb around the head of his length.

He was so big…

He molded my breasts between his hands, biting down on my lip as he pinched a nipple and tugged hard. The sting had me immediately releasing him. He raised my head with the curve of his fingers under my jaw, his tongue waltzing with mine.

“Logan..” I moaned, his fingers finding my wet heat. He trailed his hand down my stomach, pushing my soaked panties aside and rolling his thumb around my clit. My hips jerked against his touch. Pinpricks of electricity gathered around my core and spread through my body.

The temperature in the room shot up by a few degrees. Beads of sweat rolled down my temples as he sank another finger into me. And another. “Goddess–” I whimpered, my legs shaking as he began driving his fingers in and out my pussy.

A trickle of want slid down between my legs. I pulled at his hair, raising my hips to match his rhythm. He drove his fingers faster, circling his thumb over and over… “I’m going to cum,” I panted in his ear. A stunned breath escaped me when he immediately withdrew his fingers.

I barely had the time to protest before he ripped my panties off me, throwing one leg over his arm. Our lips molded together and our moans echoed in the room as he buried himself inside me with one thrust.

“Fuckkk” We groaned together. His head fell forward against my shoulder for a second before he began driving his hips into mine. He pushed his head backwards, his eyes flickering silver as they lasered into mine. My lips parted as I struggled to catch my breath.

He hovered his lips against mine, taking in every breath I expelled through my mouth. He threw my leg over his shoulder, exposing me to himself in the most vulnerable way possible. “Logan, I’m going to..” Reaching down between us, he pinched my clit, groaning a single command in my ear.

“Cum for me.”

That was all it took for me to come apart in his arms. My pussy milked his cock, drawing an orgasm from him. Suddenly none of it mattered. Not the powers I was trying to hide, even now. Especially now. Not the invisible line that divided us as King and slave. Not our pathetic attempt at resisting each other.

A groan I felt deep in my bones escaped from his throat. And then he sank his teeth into my neck and sealed our bond.

He marked me.