“You do.” I lift my hips. “Oh my God, yes. You always, always…” Too overwhelmed, my voice trails off.
He slides his palm along my inner thigh, easing my legs farther apart. His beard tickles as he trails kisses over my skin. “I don’t take you for granted. Want to make you fall in love with me every day.”
My heart melts and I want to kiss the mouth that uttered the sweetest words ever said to me.
I cup his face, urging him to meet my eyes. “I do. Every morning that I wake up next to you makes me so happy.” I stroke my fingers over his cheek. “I fall more in love every time I look at you. Every time you touch me. Every word you say to me.”
Rooster
Is it possible to be more in love with this woman? I don’t think I’ll ever get over the way she looks at me with so much affection in her eyes. And I’ll never stop loving the erratic beat of my heart when she’s close to letting go.
“Can you come for me again?” I slide a second finger inside the tight clasp of her body. Really need her around my cock soon.
I nuzzle my face against her short, springy curls and breathe her in. “Hmm? Can you come on my tongue?” I part her lips with my thumbs and cover her with my mouth.
She gasps and twists her body. “Oh…oh…I’ll come as many times as you want me to, Logan,” she whispers frantically.
Best answer ever. I slide my hands over soft skin, cupping her hips to keep her still, licking and teasing. Her little clit begs for attention, and I draw it into my mouth, sucking gently.
“Logan,” she whimpers my name over and over, slowly coming apart, drenching my chin. “Please. I want you inside me.”
I pump my fingers in and out of her.
“Oh! Yes! But…” Her hips jerk in time with my thrusting fingers. “Your cock.”
I suck harder at her clit. Her hips shoot up, shaking me loose.
Growling and breathing hard, I stare up the length of her body. My patience vanishes, and I lunge for her, pressing her flat to the mattress, hooking my arm under one knee and spreading her wide.
“This what you wanted?” I tease as I slide into her, not stopping until I’m buried deep.
“Yes, yes,” she chants and groans, twisting her body underneath me.
I grind myself into her slowly. Soon I’m rewarded with her eyes rolling back and quivering in her legs.
“That’s it,” I whisper, nipping at her neck. “You’re so fucking wet. Feel so good squeezing my cock.”
It’s heaven inside her mixed with the hell of not blowing the second she clenches around me. “Keep coming. Keep coming for me,” I urge, thrusting in and out of her faster.
“Logan!” she shrieks with a wild intensity I feel in my balls.
I pound into her like furious waves against soft sand.
“Logan,” she whispers, pulling me down, fusing her lips with mine. I curl my arms under her body, holding her tight while I erupt inside her.
I groan into her hair, wildly jerking my hips over and over. My body shudders as her sharp nails dig into my shoulders.
Releasing her with a satisfied groan, I roll to the side. Both of us stare at the ceiling, panting and sweaty. She curls her fingers around mine and squeezes.
“I think you just showed me a whole new universe of stars,” she whispers.
A primal need to fully possess her pounds through my body.
I know exactly what I need to do next.
Chapter Sixty-One
Rooster
Sunlight streams in through the window, demanding I get my ass out of bed.
Today’s the day.
Shelby’s all sleepy and I don’t want to wake her yet. I slide out of bed slowly and close the curtains, blocking as much sunlight as possible.
After a quick trip to the bathroom, I get dressed and head downstairs. The living room is empty and quiet. The war room door is ajar but it’s dark inside.
The dining room’s where I finally find signs of life. Rock, Z, Dex, and Jigsaw having coffee.
“Cock-a-doodle-do,” Z greets me.
“Morning.” I study the four of them again. “You planning a road trip?”
“Not exactly,” Rock answers.
While I puzzle that out, I head toward the bar and pour myself a mug of coffee.
“What’s up?” I ask as I take the chair next to Jiggy.
“Supposed to snow this week,” Rock says.
“Fuck. This early?”
“It’ll probably be back to the seventies a day later,” Dex says. “No point puttin’ all the bikes away yet.”
“When Murphy shows up,” Rock glances out the window, “I thought we’d discuss our friends out west.”
“Which ones?” I ask. “Demons? Or support club?”
“I was talking about the support club.” Rock frowns at me. “Why? Was there an issue at the party?”
The way Rock and Z seemed to react to Chaser’s new family member seemed to suggest we have issues. “The situation with Chaser’s brother? Or half-brother. Are we really cool with him rolling through our territory whenever he wants?”