Welcome back,
In this chapter, the pack mingles and we learn more about the key players. Logan faces a rival for Betty's affection, and Marcus recognizes his mate. Kerri learns of her heritage, and Ja'Mal talks about what happened at their old pack.
I want to say thank you for taking time to read my stories. I hope you truly enjoy them.
Happy reading. IR2R
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Logan escorted Betty to his car. Neither spoke, but each could hear the other's heart racing. He opened her door, and she climbed inside. Betty's wolf was on the prowl; she wanted the man and her human was pissing about wasting precious time.
"Betty, I meant what I said in my office. You are mine. We can go as slow as you want, but it changes nothing." Logan stated as a matter-of-fact.
Betty loved it. She loved a man that took charge. She loved submitting to her man. She'd been with several men since losing her mate decades ago, but none called to her as Logan did. However, she would not roll over yet. "Um, Logan, my son might ..." Logan spoke.
"Your son is a grown ass man. He doesn't need his Mama. I respect him and will make sure he knows that, but we are going to be together, and he needs to accept it." He explained.
Stop it
she admonished her wolf who was ready to lift her hind quarters and let him mount her.
Logan heard her wolf growl and he sensed her arousal. He could see that the bitch wanted to submit to him. This made him smile. "Baby, we will be home soon. We have to join the pack for dinner, and talk with Marcus, but after that, Your ass is all mine." He whispered huskily. Betty flooded her panties, ad her wolf thought of all the delicious ways her new man could explore her body.
Logan chuckled, as Betty held back a moan. Incensed that he found her discomfort so amusing, Betty decided two could play right. She reached into his lap and caressed his burgeoning cock. Logan hissed when her hand touched him. The she squeezed him. His wolf growled and he swerved. "Betty stop." He ordered.
She smiled back at him and slowly removed her offending body part. Then she whispered, "Are you as big as you feel? You say that I'm yours right? Well baby, that huge ass cock is mine. When we get home, I plan to fuck you senseless."
Logan growled. They could go straight to his house. Marcus would understand. They could talk to him another time.
""Safe topic, we need a safe topic." Logan groaned.
"OK, how was your day, Mr. Kingsley?" Betty asked in her most formal voice.
Logan took a deep breath and went along with her. "Productive as usual. Yours, Mrs. Sims?" He asked. Knowing that the last thing he was thinking about was work.
Betty smiled and answered, "I tried to work today but I was distracted. I couldn't concentrate. All I could think about was riding your cock. I've been thinking about it all day. My panties are drenched and I'm sure I'm sporting a wet spot in my pants. When you called me on my break, I wanted you then. I want you even more now. So, Mr. Kingsley, I have had a frustratingly long day."
Logan groaned. Betty sat demurely beside him wearing a smirk. She knew she had gotten him all worked up. "Betty, we are almost home. Curb your enthusiasm little bitch, or you might miss dinner." He hissed.
Knowing he was now just as frustrated as she was, Betty was content. She thought of later tonight and all the delicious things she wanted to do to his gorgeous body. She knew he was built. Her man had broad shoulders, thick muscled forearms, a tight stomach, and slim waist. She saw all of him the first night they met. He was a powerhouse, and she was just the woman to make him explode.
He was also handsome sporting dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a square jaw. He was her height, and that was fine with her. Some women prefer taller men, not her. Logan was perfect. Soon Logan drove into the den. He parked at his home, the townhouse he shared with Jacob. Getting out of the car, he escorted Betty inside. They would go see Marcus soon, but he wanted a moment alone with her.
As soon as they entered the house, Betty moved into his arms with such grace that he was caught off guard. However, Logan soon regained his equilibrium. Lifting her, he carried her to the sofa, and covered her body with his. Grinding into each other, the two shared soul-searing kiss. Nipping, biting, the two worked frantically trying to touch the other's skin. Within seconds, they were almost naked, and the two feasted on each other. Logan knew they should stop, but he wanted, no he needed this woman. The woman he'd waited a lifetime for. As he was musing, she bit him. He groaned, and was about to claim his prize when they were interrupted.
Logan, have you and Betty arrived? If so we are waiting.
Marcus sent. Laughing when Logan hissed his reply. He knew what his friend was up to. If he had a woman, he'd be doing the same.
Yes, we are on the way. Give us a minute.
. Logan answered annoyed.
"Baby, we have to go. Marcus and the others are waiting." Logan explained to an annoyed woman.
"Logan, call him back. Tell him to give us thirty minutes." She pleaded. "Baby, that's all we need. Besides, he should understand." Her cunt was throbbing, nipples hurting, aching for his touch. Logan moaned and kissed her once more.
"Baby, later. I promise. You won't feel your legs when I'm done." He whispered. "Let's dress, and go to dinner. I need everyone to see us and know that we are together. Now, let's go see the pack." He added cheerfully. His wolf preening at the fact that his woman wanted him so desperately.
No, I want him now.
her other half grumbled.
