Glenn, Stormy - Love Sexy [True Blood Mate 3] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove)
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“The gathering room?”
Logan nodded. “It’s obvious that a ground floor apartment is no longer safe, and I want Love as close as I can get him. If we convert the gathering room into something like a loft apartment, it should work.”
“It will need some work, but I think it can be done.”
“Good, please look into what it would take. I’ll talk to Asher about it and then Love and I will go over some design plans. I want him to have what he needs here to make him happy.” Logan smiled as he envisioned a huge bathtub for Love.
“What about the gathering room?” Cáel asked. “If you convert it into an apartment for you and Love, where is everyone going to meet? The place is kind of popular.”
“We’ll figure out something, maybe convert my old apartment into something for everyone. We could add some pool tables, a big television, a few couches. I’m sure we can come up with something to make everyone happy.”
“Under the circumstances, you might want to think about having everyone on the ground floor move upstairs. It seems to me that the added security might be needed if coyotes are coming onto the property.”
Logan blinked in surprise. He hadn’t actually been thinking about anyone else’s safety beyond Love’s, but Cáel had a point. If someone could be a threat to Love, they could be a threat to everyone in the clan.
“That’s actually not a bad idea. I know we have several empty apartments both on the first and second floor. If we moved some nonresidential stuff downstairs and had the upstairs renovated, we could provide more safety for those that live in this building.”
“I’ll survey what we have and let you know what it would take to convert everything. I’m sure we can work something out.”
“Make sure there’s an indoor playroom on the second floor, though. Most parents bring their cubs out to the courtyard during the day. While they can still do that, they will need someplace on the residential floor for the cubs to play.”
“Good idea.” Cáel laughed. “If you don’t provide something, you’re going to have cubs coming out of your ears.”
“I like ears,” Love murmured, rubbing the side of his face against Logan’s chest, “big black fuzzy ones. They match my hair.”
Logan pressed his lips together to keep from laughing as he stared down at Love, waiting for the man to go back to sleep. He could see Cáel out of the corner of his eye, fighting his own laughter. Logan grinned over at the guardian. “He really does like ears.”
“So, it seems.”
“Reed should be showing up pretty soon with a new set of ears for Love.”
“And lollipops.” Cáel grinned. “Cherry, if I remember correctly.”
Logan shrugged. “Whatever makes Love happy.”
Chapter 11
Love came awake slowly, but as he did, he noticed a distinct difference in the cold temperature of his front versus the hot temperature at his back. He also became aware of the fact that whatever was warming him from behind was very solid.
Love reached down and felt warm flesh on his hip. The tingle that shot up his arms when he touched the arm resting on his hip didn’t scare him like it did last time. Instead, it made Love feel safe and contented.
He smiled as he reached back and pressed his hand against the muscled body behind him. “Logan,” he murmured.
“Morning, Love.” A shiver of delight inched down Love’s spine when Logan nuzzled the back of his neck. “Did you sleep well, baby?”
It was hard for Love to answer when Logan’s hands started running up and down his body. He arched his head back and groaned instead. Love was pretty sure Logan got the idea when he felt the man’s hand wrap around his cock.
“Oh, yeah.” This was definitely the way to wake up in the morning. Love stretched, pushing his hips forward. There was just something exciting about having big strong man behind him that aroused Love to a fever pitch.
Knowing that Logan was a wolf shifter and could kill him in the blink of an eye with the teeth he was slowly scraping across the back of Love’s neck made it even more exciting. It was dangerous and made Love’s toes curl.
So did the hands Logan stroked over his body. Logan’s touch was exquisite. He seemed to know just where to touch Love to drive him to distraction. Love arched and pressed his body into Logan’s hands then back again to feel the man’s body behind him. He couldn’t decide which felt better.
Love didn’t want to choose. Instead, he curled his arm back around Logan’s neck and pulled him closer. He moved his leg up and settled it over the top of Logan’s thigh. Logan’s chest rumbled. His hands tightened on Love for just a second.
A moment later, Love felt something long and hard move between his thighs. Love started to lower his leg and trap the silky shaft between his legs, but Logan grabbed his thigh and kept it where it was.
Love opened his mouth to protest until he heard a cap snap. A moment later, he felt Logan’s slicked up fingers move down past his ball sac. Love’s entire body stiffened as one of Logan’s fingers pushed into his ass. The pleasure was electric and instantaneous and shot through Love’s entire body like a rocket.
“Logan!”
The rumble coming from Logan’s chest grew louder, and Love felt Logan’s chest vibrate against his back. He loved it when Logan purred, but the sound of the man’s desire was by far sexier.
Love started moaning.
“Now, who’s purring?” Logan whispered into his ear.
“That’s…that’s a moan, not a purr.”
Logan chuckled. “Sounds like a purr to me.”
Love didn’t care what Logan wanted to call it as long as he continued to do what he was doing. The single finger in his ass had become three and they were all moving in and out, driving Love crazy.
Logan’s lips moved along the soft curve of Love’s throat, sometimes licking, sometimes gently biting. Love ached to feel them sink into his skin again. He remembered the last time, the pleasure that shot through his body. He wanted to experience that again.
“Bite me, Logan.” Love thought he might have crossed a line Logan didn’t want to cross when the man froze behind in. He tried to turn his head and look back but Logan wouldn’t let him.
“Do you trust me, Love?”
“Yes.” Love was a little surprised at his instantaneous response, but he realized he did trust Logan. He didn’t know how it had happened or even when it had happened, but he did trust Logan.
“I want you to close your eyes,” Logan said. “Don’t open them until I tell you to.”
“Logan, wha—”
“Please, Love.”
Love frowned at the gruffness he could hear in Logan’s voice but did as he asked, closing his eyes. His heart pounded a little faster at the silence that filled the room. The only thing he could hear was his and Logan’s heavy breathing, but at least he knew he wasn’t alone. Logan was just as aroused as he was.
“Keep your eyes closed, Love.”
Love nodded. He didn’t understand why Logan wanted him to keep his eyes closed, but if that’s what the man wanted, he’d do it. Especially if it meant Logan would continue loving on him the way he was.
Logan started to move, not just the fingers he had in Love’s ass, but his entire body. Love almost opened his eyes to see what the man was doing but thought better of it when Logan rolled him onto his stomach.
“Logan.”
Logan’s voice was thick and unsteady when he replied. “On your hands and knees, baby.”
Love climbed to his hands and knees. His arms and legs started shaking when he felt Logan crawl between his thighs. It had only been hours, but it felt like years since he had been loved by Logan, claimed by him. He craved it more than his next breath.
“Logan,” Love groaned. He pushed his hips back against Logan, wiggling in invitation. He wanted to be claimed, taken, and fucked. Whatever it was called, he wanted it, and he wanted it now.
Love shuddered when Logan’s hand stroked down the middle of hi
s back. He could feel the tips of Logan’s claws trail lightly along his skin with the barest of touches. He should have been screaming in fear, maybe even running for his life. He knew what those claws could do.
And yet, he ached to feel them move across the rest of his body. Love knew it was crazy, but he couldn’t prevent himself from arching up into the soft caress, silently begging for more.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you, baby?”
Love nodded rapidly, speaking beyond his current ability to do. Everything was beyond his current ability to do except kneel there on the bed and enjoy the intense pleasure Logan was giving him.
When Logan pulled his fingers away then started pushing into Love’s ass with his cock, Love’s arms gave up. He collapsed down on the bed and buried his face in the blanket. Maybe it had been too long. Love could swear Logan’s cock was bigger.
Once Logan was fully inside of him, he hunched down over Love’s smaller body. Love turned his head and opened his eyes. His swift inhale of breath coincided with Logan pulling most of the way out then pushing back into him. His sudden inhale didn’t come from what Logan was doing to him but rather the thick hair Love could see growing on Logan’s arms.
“Lo-Logan?”
Love lifted his head and started to look over his shoulder but Logan grabbed a handful of his hair and forced his head back around into the blankets. Love’s heart started pounding faster as uncertainty filled him.
“Don’t look at me!” Logan snapped.
“Logan!”
“Please, Love, don’t—”
Love pushed himself forward until he could pull away from Logan. He quickly flipped over onto his back then froze when he got a good look at the man hovering over the top of him. At least, he thought it was a man.
He looked to be both man and wolf. Logan’s body was still human but covered in a thick coating of blond fur. His eyes more prominent, and he had ears, furry, fuzzy, blond ears, growing out the top of his blond hair.
“Logan,” Love whispered. He was mesmerized by what he was seeing. Logan wasn’t a wolf, but he wasn’t a man either. He was both. When Logan dipped his head and looked away, Love leaned up and cupped his hands around his face. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“I didn’t want you to see me like this.”
“Why not? It’s fucking hot!”
Logan’s mouth dropped open as he turned back.
Love blinked when he got a good look at the sharp teeth in Logan’s mouth. He pointed to them. “Those, not so much.”
Logan snapped his mouth closed.
“Did you bite me with those?”
“Yes?”
Love tilted his head to one side as he regarded Logan with amusement. Logan’s response sounded more like a question than a statement of fact. “Either you did or you didn’t.”
“If I say yes, are you going to leave?”
“No, but I would question why I don’t look like a chew toy.”
Love could swear Logan’s face flushed, but it was hard to tell through all the hair on his face, or was it fur? He reached up and rubbed his hand over it then gasped at the softness. “It’s really fur.”
“Did you expect something else?”
Love laughed. “No, not really but, having never seen a wolf before, I was a little surprised.”
“It’s our werewolf form, half man, half wolf.”
“And you don’t want me to see it because?”
“I’m a wolf, Love.”
“I’ve kind of figured that part out, Logan.”
“I didn’t want you to be disgusted.”
“You’re not serious.” But Love could see that Logan was by the anxiety growing on his face. “You are serious. Logan, I don’t know if you noticed, but I have a thing for wolves.”
“It…it doesn’t bother you?” Logan asked as he touched his fingers to his face.
“Well, I don’t see myself ever having sex with one of the four-legged variety, but this is about as close as I can get without being kinky.”
Logan grinned. “I like kinky.”
“Logan, I won’t have sex with your wolf.”
“He’s your wolf now, and we don’t have sex in wolf form unless it’s with other wolf shifters.”
Love smacked Logan’s arm and glared. “No sex with anyone else, wolf form or not.”
“No, Love, don’t you remember? Now that we’ve bonded, I can only have sex with you.”
“And don’t you forget it either!”
“So,” Logan said as he leaned down over the top of Love, “no wolf sex, but what about my werewolf form?”
“Oh yeah.” Love wrapped his legs around Logan’s thick furry waist. It was trim, but still thick. The man was huge and not just around the waist. The cock slowly sinking back into his ass was quite substantial as well.
“You like that, Love?”
Logan started thrusting into Love. He rubbed his face against the side of Love’s cheek. Logan’s face was lightly furred but so silky that Love felt like satin was being rubbed across his skin.
And then the purring started and Love lost the fragile hold he had on his mind. He was being claimed by a wolf, his greatest fantasy, and strangest one, all come to life in one gorgeous man. Love was in heaven.
He reached up and stroked his fingers over the soft fur on Logan’s face, moving them up past the prominent curve of Logan’s cheekbones and then his eyes. Love’s breath caught in his throat when he moved them up past Logan’s forehead.
“Ears,” Love whispered as he stroked the small curved ears, “you have ears.”
Logan chuckled as he nuzzled Love’s throat. “Did you expect something else, baby?”
“That’s so fucking hot!”
“Glad I could oblige you.”
Love groaned deeply as Logan’s hands explored the soft lines of his chest, his waist, and his hips. They lightly traced a sensuous path over his skin. His lips traced a path over Love’s throat, occasionally nipping with his teeth.
Each touch of Logan’s hands on his body sent desire racing through him. He started rubbing his hands over Logan’s furry back and shoulders. He could feel Logan’s muscles quiver under his hands. They were thick, strong. The knowledge that such a powerful man was claiming him sent Love’s senses spiraling. Love started panting, his chest heaving.
“Logan,” Love cried out. He started to squirm beneath Logan. He wanted closer. He wanted to climb under Logan’s hot skin. He wanted to wrap Logan around his body and never be cold again. “Logan, please.”
“What do you want, baby?”
“I need…I need…”
“You need me,” Logan murmured against Love’s throat. “You need me to claim you. You need me to mark you as mine for all to see.”
“Yes!” Love cried out as Logan’s canines sank into the soft skin between his neck and shoulder. Logan knew exactly what Love needed. The bite mark on his neck would be visible to everyone, even after it healed. Everyone would know that Logan had claimed him.
Love could feel how much delight Logan took in claiming him by the increase in the power of his thrusts. His body melted against Logan’s, accepting him with a pleasure that was pure and explosive. Hunger spiraled through him.
A moan of ecstasy slipped through his lips as Logan’s cock rubbed across his prostate. His pleasure mounted with each thrust of Logan’s body. It was a raw act of possession, and Love craved it more than his next breath.
“Logan!” Love cried out as his body began to vibrate with liquid fire then exploded into a million glowing stars. Heat rippled under his skin as Logan cried out above him, filling him with the signs of his release.
As Logan’s hot seed filled him, Love felt a sense of peace that he hadn’t felt in years. Everything seemed right in his world, a world that encompassed the man above him, in whatever form he was in.
Logan continued to nuzzle the side of Love’s neck, licking over the bite mark on his shoulder every few seconds. Love reached up and sank his fingers int
o Logan’s soft hair. Logan’s tongue felt like soft sandpaper across his skin. It made Love shiver in delight.
“You have to stay with me now, Love,” Logan whispered. “I’ve marked you, bonded with you. You can’t leave me.”
Love smiled even though he knew Logan couldn’t see it. He didn’t have any intention of leaving Logan, not now. But that didn’t mean he had any intention of letting the powerful beta walk all over him either. Logan might be the beta of his clan but to Love, he was simply a mate.
“I’m not going to leave you, Logan, but—”
Logan suddenly leaned back until they were face to face. “No buts.”
“But…” Love grinned. “I won’t be your doormat either.”
“Love, I never wanted you to be my doormat.”
Love pressed two of his fingers against Logan’s lips. “Then ask me to live with you. Don’t demand it.”
Logan frowned. “You know I’m not very good at this stuff.”
“I know, which is why I’m here. I’m going to keep you in line.”
A slow easy grin started to move across Logan’s lips. “You plan on keeping me in line?”
“I can do it.”
“You just might be right, babe.”
Love smirked and arched an eyebrow. “I know I’m right. Get used to it. It’s something you’ll be experiencing a lot.”
“You do remember that I’m the beta of my clan, right?”
“I do, but I’m not sure what that has to do with you and me.”
“Love, you can’t…” Logan licked his lips. His eyes darted away.
Love frowned. Logan seemed nervous. “Just say it. We shouldn’t have secrets between us, not if we want this to work.”
“You can’t challenge me in front of the clan, Love. It would make me look weak, and a weak beta is a dead beta.”
Love stared, speechless. This new world he now lived in scared the hell out of him. It was vastly different than anything he had ever experienced in the past. The rules were different, the etiquette unusual. Love wondered if he would survive it.