Page 14 of Shifters Reckoning

“Not yet,” he barked.

His sac slapped against me with each intentional thrust. His fingers made leisurely circles around my clit. Each time he increased his speed, I’d get so fucking close. Despite my best attempts to hide my pleasure, he’d slow down.

And I’d growl again.

We continued this push and pull until I couldn’t take it any longer.

“My. Turn,” I snarled. Then I spun around, wrapped my arms and legs around his body, and flipped him underneath me. I gripped his cock and guided him inside, straddling him with ease. I couldn’t help but moan as I watched his eyes roll back.

He lifted his pelvis against me. “Come for me, Emma.”

In moments, my thighs clenched around him. “Logan… I’m coming…”

The world narrowed to the sound of my own breaths, uneven and frantic. My hips rocked fervently against his, every movement a declaration of its own. Surrender. A promise that neither of us could keep quiet. The air shimmered, and I could no longer tell where I ended and he began.

Emotion flickered in his eyes. Raw. Deep. Love wrapped in exhaustion and reverence. Harder. Faster.

Logan launched upward and bit my shoulder, amplifying my orgasmic cries, but he held himself back from climaxing with me. His edging only made me even more aroused. For a thundering heartbeat, the universe paused. Colors exploded in my vision, and I sailed over the cliffs of ecstasy, my toes curling into the leaves. Finally spent, I collapsed against his body, resting my cheek against his chest.

He brushed his fingers through my hair and down the side of my neck, grounding me as my body continued to spasm on top of him.

But he wasn’t going to stop there.

Logan flipped me onto my back and began fucking me again. Somewhere between the moans, I tried to tell him I didn’t think I could possibly come again. I was wrung out.

But watching him enjoy every inch of my body proved me wrong. His hands found my hips, guiding, urging me. The roar of my name on his lips relit my pleasure.

Soon, I tightened around his cock once more.

“Emma,” he howled, his voice echoing between the trees.

My body shook and spasmed, and I succumbed to him, shrieking so loudly I shook the leaves in the trees.

Logan bellowed, spilling into me as I reached my climax.

“God, I love you,” he whispered, breathless.

A grin twisted my face. “I love you too.”

Afterward, the forest turned utterly still. Maybe it was horrified at what it had just witnessed. I almost laughed at the idea. Then I wrapped my arms around him.

The morning sun was now completely golden, pouring through the branches like honey, catching on tiny particles of mist that hovered between us. I hadn’t noticed it earlier, but a light fog had settled over us.

Logan’s cheek rested between my breasts. He tucked his arms around me.

For a long time, neither of us spoke. I just listened to his breathing and the faint rustle of nature around us. He brushed a hand down my side, slow and soothing.

“You’re trembling,” he murmured.

“Probably from the cold,” I whispered, smiling against the top of his head.

This moment felt weightless. My mind was already replaying everything from the love we made in our bedroom to the primal sex we had out here in the woods.

“We should go inside.” He paused. “Huh. We’re going to have to slink across the grounds naked.”

“We did rip our clothes apart,” I said, laughing.

“Well, now isn’t the time to be shy, Emma. A little too late for that. Besides, modesty has no place among shifters.”