Taming the Beast

“Fuck,” he moaned as he leaned forward, kissing and caressing her tits until she pushed him away. Her legs were practically shaking and she was well past foreplay. She wanted it as bad as he did.

He stepped off the bed for the half second it took to pull off all of his clothes. Bella’s hungry eyes dropped down to his hard cock and a little whimper escaped from her throat.

Logan gripped his thick shaft and climbed back onto the bed. She never took her eyes off his cock, even as she spread her legs for him and he climbed back over her with his heart pounding. He glided inside of her pussy and grunted at her tightness. His breaths were short and tight as he drove his strong hips into her over and over again.

“Your dick is so big,” she moaned in what sounded like a complaint, but the look on her face betrayed her tone. The look was anything but a complaint.

“I’ve been thinking about fucking you since the first time I saw you in the forest,” he growled into her ear. And it was the truth. He couldn’t get her big ass and curvy body out of his mind.

“You didn’t disappoint, Bella,” he said as he fucked her. “Your pussy is perfect. Your tits are beautiful.”

She slid her hands up his flexed arms and whimpered as he thrust into her. “Keep whimpering like that,” he said between heavy breaths. “It’s driving me crazy. You’re driving me crazy.”

She rolled her head from side to side on the pillow as she panted. Logan licked his lips and kissed her. All night with this beauty wouldn’t have been enough, but he would never last all night. Not with a girl this smoking hot.

“I’m going to fuck you harder now,” he said in a deep raspy voice. “I’m going to fuck you until your tits are bouncing up and down. Are you ready for it?”

“Yes,” she said in a moan. “Fuck me harder. Do whatever you want. I want to feel your cock come in me.”

Her dirty words drove him further and spurred him on. He grabbed her waist with a firm grip and thrusted into her until her tits were jumping around and their thighs were smacking together.

“This pussy is mine tonight,” he growled as she threw a leg over his shoulder. He grabbed her calf and squeezed it. “And I want my pussy to come. Got that?”

“Not a problem,” she said with a half chuckle, half moan. “I’m going to come on that big dick.”

She bit her lip and closed her eyes as he really let her have it. He fucked her harder than he’d ever fucked anyone before. It was coming to an end, though. He felt an orgasm surging forward like an unstoppable force. He wouldn’t be able to stop it even if he wanted to.

“Come in me,” she cried out. “I want to feel it.”

His arms, chest, and jaw tightened, every muscle in his body turning rigid as he thrust deep inside her and came.

Bella screamed out his name as she dug her nails into his triceps so hard that it drew blood. “Fuck!” she screamed as her trembling body bucked and convulsed under him. Her face twisted in agony as her orgasm ripped through her.

They held each other tight as their orgasms overtook them and their bodies filled with warmth.

Sex had never felt like that for Logan before. Yes, it had been years since the last time he had done it but this time was different. It felt like their souls were connecting on some level.

She could be the one.

Logan swallowed hard, getting choked up at the sudden emotion surging forward. He never thought that he would see another woman again, let alone make love to one. It was all so unexpected. Beautiful but unexpected.

Bella closed her eyes with a smile on her gorgeous lips as she curled up into his side.

He held her close, breathing in her scent as she fell asleep against his warm skin. So many thoughts and questions were running through his mind as he stared up at the ceiling. Questions that were long considered closed were now reopening to him. Especially one in particular:

Can a beast get a happily ever after?

Chapter 11

Two weeks later…

“I can’t believe I’m actually finished,” Bella said, staring at her dog-eared notebook in disbelief. She had spent the past two weeks, with Logan’s help, observing the sleepy owls in their native habitat. He even helped her write the paper and now she was done. And it was good. Maybe not an A+ but it would probably get at least an A- and she could live with that.

“You’re like the Jane Goodall of owls,” Logan said with a laugh.

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