L ogan’s heartbeat was reassuring. I laid down, pressing my ear to her chest so I could hear it better.
It was as soothing to me as my purrs were to her.
I couldn’t protect her well in my smallest form, but she loved it so much I could never deny her the pleasure of it.
Not to mention that she had magic fingers and knew exactly how to turn me into a puddle.
This was the form she’d first known—the one upon which she’d forced her tenderness, her diligence, and her stubbornness . I’d almost died, collapsed in her front yard after a vicious fight with another shifter, and her unwillingness to give up on me was the only reason I was here today.
Logan absently stroked my fur while she stared at the ceiling, brown hair sprawled around her, her dark eyes unfocused.
She was worried. I was, too. Who knew what the fuck Seth might have led to our door. Tomorrow she’d have to abandon this place.
But not tonight.
“Caden,” she said softly. I knew what she craved, and was all too willing to give it to her. She needed to be distracted from her stewing.
Magic hummed in my blood, and my small form melted away until my human one replaced it.
Logan sighed and spread her thighs. Her clothing for the day still barred me from her skin, but I let myself sink against her anyway.
My lips found her throat, tongue dancing over the pulse point there.
It beat a frantic rhythm, and I ground my hips against hers.
She traced her hands down my back before she switched to digging in her nails when I bit down.
I didn’t break the skin. She liked the possibility of it, but I was too paranoid about her human fragility to actually bite her. She was too precious to risk.
I sampled her mouth in between removing layers of her clothes until she stretched out bare on the bed.
What I’d done to deserve her, I’ll never know.
Some shifters had exposed themselves to humans and had their heads blown clean off. Logan wasn’t like that, though. She’d always loved every form I possessed and cared for each in different ways.
My human one was the only form she allowed near her like this.
She’d never been shy with nudity around the cat forms, but I always assumed a human shape to take things further.
It’d never bothered me one way or the other, so I acquiesced to her requirements since she was unable to shift herself and indulge in the more feral experiences.
I wrapped my lips around the stiff peak of her nipple. She squirmed beneath me and sighed, the sound turning to a whine as I swirled my tongue and sucked her deeper. Her body rose up to meet my mouth and her panting filled the room.
Her breasts were so sensitive. Sometimes I could get her to come just from touching her there.
By the pitch in her voice as my fangs brushed along her skin, I might be gifted with that tonight.
I savored each taste of her. Gathering the soft flesh with my hand, I nuzzled it, ghosting hot breath over the moist peak.
Logan shivered and fisted her fingers in the sheets.
Gentle, teasing touches had her eyes half-lidded, and the nips I used to break the monotony had her pulse jumping. The scent of her arousal infused every breath. Once I’d made her come, I’d bury my face between her thighs and feast.
As if sensing my thoughts, her ass clenched, lifting her hips higher.
Patience .
She whined at the command. I fucking loved that sound. She gifted me with it often when we played, a callback to the omega lineage we’d never figured out, but blessed her to be beautifully reactive to my alpha nature.
I took the other nipple into my mouth, stroking and sucking until her control started to slip. Every shudder, every broken breath, every gasp and needy touch of her hands was my reward. I craved the taste of her as much as she craved my touch.
Logan’s fingers laced into my hair, shaking as she struggled to keep control of herself.
Her body pulsed beneath me, and she threw her head with a whimpering cry, setting my blood on fire.
I slipped down, trailing sloppy kisses over her stomach, the luring scent of her wet cunt calling me.
A long, slow lick had her bucking up against my face.
“Fuck. Caden .”
Her voice was a prayer, urging me on.
It would be impossible to ever tire of the taste of her. A hint of sweet and salt, raw energy that enlivened me as much as I knew her blood would if I ever took it. Every time she thought of this, and her scent shifted, I’d want nothing more than to pin her down and fuck her into oblivion.
I dove deeper down, letting my senses focus only on her, ignoring the fact that Seth was only down the hall and could hear her nearly as well as I could being right next to her.
Let him listen. Logan had chosen me and he needed the reminder that she was mine.
Logan rocked her hips greedily.
What did I tell you?
Telepathy was definitely a perk when I could talk to her without pausing on eating her out.
“Fuck patience.”
I slowed my pace just to annoy her.
“Asshole.” Logan tried to press my face closer.
I slid my tongue inside her and purred, letting the vibrations travel over my tongue to her tender flesh. She quivered and moaned, the sound rising as I slid up to suck hard on her clit. My name fell from her lips like a sigh.
My favorite sound.
I wanted to sink my cock into her. I was hard to the point of pain, but I ignored that, forcing us both to enjoy the slower pace.
“ Please . Please, Caden.”
I pinned her thighs open. The craving built as her whimpered complaints slowly lost coherency. Her muscles shook, her thighs straining against my hands. The only thing I wanted more than losing myself in her was to tear apart those last strands of control.
I stroked my tongue around her clit and those threads snapped.
Logan’s body seized and a strangled cry leapt from her throat.
I lapped at her until the tremors eased, and then lifted my slick face to kiss her.
She yanked me down, licking at my mouth, frenetic kisses consuming the wetness of her coating me.
“Roll over,” she demanded.
I followed the order eagerly. She rose up over me, her slippery cunt enveloping my cock as she sank down. Bliss rippled out from that connection point and I fucked up into her.
I filled my hands with her ample hips, stroking my thumbs over her soft stomach. A growl rumbled in my chest. I wanted her so badly even as I was taking her.
I’d never get enough.
Logan rolled dextrous hips, cunt gripping me as she moved.
Her brow crinkled as she concentrated. She squeezed me so tightly I saw stars; the rhythmic pulsing of her muscles dragged me closer to the edge.
I helped her along, knowing I’d already tired out her thighs when she’d worked so hard to stay still.
Each stroke up was punctuated by a desperate sound from her.
I let my growl free. There was no reason to stay quiet.
She braced her hands on my chest and let me take over, plunging up as I pulled her down by her hips.
Her face scrunched. She was close. I knew that face well and pressed an eager thumb to her clit.
Logan dug her nails into me as she came in a slick surge of pleasure that snared me up with her.
The world fell away, pulling me into a blinding light before descending into darkness.
I surfaced to her sprawled across my chest, her cunt twitching around me. I kissed her like I was starving and only her mouth would satiate me. My fangs ached to sink into her, to mark her for the whole world to see she belonged to me.
I felt the loss of her as she slid off and sprawled to the side. Unwilling to let her go far, I rolled over and tucked myself around her.
Mine .
Logan trailed gentle fingers through my hair and sighed contentedly. “Yours.”
I nuzzled her skin and tucked my face against her throat. The pounding beat called me. I couldn’t do it. She’d never survive a claiming. It was just my luck to fall for a human. I wouldn’t trade her for the world, though.
Logan yawned. “Bed?”
We’re already in bed .
“Don’t be a smartass. I’m too tired for that.” She laughed softly and tapped my shoulder. “Let me go pee and brush my teeth. We should get some sleep before...”
She left the next words unspoken. Before we fled I wanted to take her apart on silk sheets and curl around her until she slipped under the sway of dreams. One normal night before everything changed.
I let her go and shifted into my house cat form, waiting in loaf mode , as she called it. Her bright smile when she returned and saw me was worth every embarrassing name she gave my habits.
Logan stretched out under the blankets and patted the bed next to her. “Come on, snuggle bug.”
I’d take the embarrassing names too. They made her happy, and that was what my whole existence had come to revolve around.
I flopped down against her chest and she arranged us so my head was on the pillow with her, and her arm tucked around me.
She scratched my cheeks and I purred freely, both because it felt amazing and because I knew how much she loved the sound.
“Good night, Caden,” she whispered and kissed the top of my head.
Good night, my love.
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