So I Married a Werewolf

“The last question goes to Logan.” Bibi disappeared behind the wall. The audience went wild, and I was about to get up and see what was going on, but I didn’t want to ruin the fun.

“Cindy.” The sound of my name on his lips gave me goosebumps. “Would you like to spend forever with me?”

“I thought you’d never ask. Yes.” Now there was nothing that would keep me from this wolf. No wall. No stupid expectations from my pack. No fear. I rose, feeling more confident than I ever had before as I met him in the middle of the stage.

It felt like the first time all over again. He’d had that dark, wavy hair cut, but he kept the scruff. Good, because I liked it. He looked devastatingly handsome in his suit, but I was glad that his shirt was open at the collar. Logan wasn’t the type of wolf who should be restrained.

Was I sad that I might never get up close and personal with his wolf? Of course I was. This man had so much power inside him. And I knew from The Wolf’s Moon that he was gorgeous in his animal form.

Logan took me in his arms and dipped me back into a kiss worthy of the Hollywood screen. Even better than that—The Mating Game screen. His body was hot and hard against mine, wolf energy radiating from every pore.

It took me a minute to remember where I was when it was over.

“What are you thinking about?” he said softly. I was pretty sure his microphone didn’t catch it. The audience was still in an uproar after that kiss.

“The next time we’re here, I’ll get to show everyone that I wear your mark.” I swallowed hard as his body reacted to my answer. “I bet we can convince Wendy to watch the kids for a couple more hours.”

Fire burned in his eyes. He straightened his suit jacket, and took me by the hand, leading me right past Bibi—

“Where are you two going? We’re not finished yet.”

Logan growled just enough for the vibration to pulse through my veins. “I’m going to claim my mate.”

* * *

A van whisked us over to the chalet. It was quiet here in the middle of a weekday. Most of the people who’d come to visit Sunset Springs were likely caught in the throng of fans who’d come to see us take the next step and commit to each other forever.

He still had a room here. A few forgotten pieces of clothing were the only things that marked it as belonging to him.

That and his scent.

“It smells like wolf in here.”

“Oh yeah?” He took off his jacket and laid it over the back of the chair. He strode over to me, placing his hands on my hips. “What does that smell like?”

“The forest. Earth, air, wind, fire—all the elements.”

He leaned in close, and I prepared myself for a kiss that didn’t come. Instead, his lips grazed my cheek, moving down to my neck.

“You smell sweet. Spicy. And like the earth, too.” He ran his tongue the length of my neck, making my knees buckle. “You look so gorgeous today. It’s gonna be a shame to take these clothes off you.”

His lips brushed against my collarbone, and his fingers dug into my ass cheeks, pulling me closer to him.

“They’ll look a lot better when I have your mark.”

“I agree.” He let go of me and raised his gaze to meet mine. “I want to watch you take your clothes off.”

Oh.

I sat on the edge of the chair, aware of his presence. Aware of his eyes on me. I unzipped one boot, and then the other. I rolled my socks down, glad I’d bothered with the pretty ones. Because this moment felt like it was made of glass. But if I shattered, he’d put me back together. He’d run his lips over the cracks and the scars and heal them with his love.

I was so ready for this.

His lips curled into a smile when I stood and snapped off the gold hoops. I placed them on the table beside the chair. I had a feeling things were about to get a little wild.

I pulled the shirt over my head and let it drop from my fingers to the floor. Logan’s lips parted like he’d never seen me in just my bra before. It was lacy and black, and had the fortitude to make it look like my breasts were standing up on their own volition. I ran my hands over the lace, loving the way I had my mate’s attention.

“I almost don’t want to take it off,” I laughed.

“You don’t have to take it off right away.” His voice was husky. “But I want to claim all of you tonight.”

There was no way he’d miss the goosebumps that blossomed on my skin at his declaration.

I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down my hips. I tried to channel one of the burlesque performers at the Orchid Lounge downtown, bending at the waist and keeping my ass high in the air. My thong matched my bra. It had felt silly when I put it on, but the stylist was insistent about no visible panty lines. I’d listened to her advice, even though I’d never given a damn if anyone had known I was wearing undies before. Logan’s appreciative expression as his eyes glued to my mostly bare ass was worth all the discomfort these had given me.

But I wasn’t ready to part with them right away. I strode over to the bed and climbed on it, once again channeling one of those sexy performers, hoping it felt awkward when they did it too. A rumble of approval came from behind me, confirming that I was indeed pulling off this little striptease. I kneeled on the bed and turned around.

Logan stood at the foot of it. He already had his shirt pulled out from his pants and unbuttoned. How had his hair gotten wild in just the last few seconds?

Our gazes met, but only for a second. I tipped my head back, loving the way my curls felt as they fell down my bare back. I lifted my hands to my face, shocked at the electricity that flowed through my skin from my own touch. Ran my hands down my cheeks and my neck. I stopped at my bra.

Logan stared at me, waiting for the moment when I set myself free. My she-wolf dared him to come closer, to make good on his claim that he would make me his.

He nodded, heeding the call, and put his knee on the bed. But his wolf wanted something, too.

I reached back and unhooked the bra. For once, I didn’t feel bad when the fabric fell away and my breasts drooped. Because I had this man’s rapt attention, and he made me believe that I was perfect just how I was. I ran my fingers around my nipples, and they snapped to attention.

The wolf couldn’t stay away any longer. He came to me, taking my face in his hands and swallowing me in a soul-searing kiss. He had me back on the bed, and the kisses trailed lower, onto my shoulder, and then my breasts. He lavished attention on one, then the other.

But Logan had other things in mind. His hand rand down my side, catching into the strap of my thong. He pulled the fabric away from my body until it snapped, leaving me bare.

A rumble of appreciation escaped from him. His fingers found their way between my thighs, circling the sensitive spot that was wet and so ready for him. My body bucked underneath his, daring this wolf to make good on his promise and claim me already.

His lips were on mine again. I fumbled with the closure to his pants, finally managing to get them undone. My she-wolf was pretty strong, but she had other things to concentrate on: like this kiss, his fingers sliding inside me, and his cock that was hard and ready for me.

I used some of that strength to push him onto his back. He laughed against my cheek.

“Determined wolf,” he said. “Are you worried I’m not going to give you what you want?”

“No, but I’ve waited a long freaking time for this moment, and I am so ready for you.”

He positioned me in his lap, with my legs straddling his. “I’m ready too, Cindy. I’ve waited my whole life to claim my mate. I’m so fucking happy it’s you.”

I kissed him in response to that. Because I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt I was ready to spend the rest of my life with this man by my side.

He lifted me, positioning my body so his cock could slide in. Just like that, we were one. I pulled myself away from the kiss so I could look into his eyes as he claimed me. I didn’t want to miss a moment of this. I’d never forget what it felt like when his hot seed sprayed inside me, and he grasped my shoulder and dragged his fingers over my skin. Electricity rocketed through my body. The sensation was foreign, only scary because I’d never felt it before.

Because this was the first time I’d been claimed by my true mate.

I cried out—the feeling was overwhelming. Logan swallowed it with the kiss that brought me over the edge. My body was jelly, and I was afraid I’d shift with him inside me.

This man made me wild. He made me remember I was a fierce fucking she-wolf with something to fight for.

Heat rose from the marks as blood pooled on my skin. The brand-new mark didn’t burn like the old one. It belonged on my body.

No one would ever question I belonged to this wolf.