Logan didn’t respond to her though, but admired the exquisite anklet which had cost a fortune around her ankle.
He had the anklet made with tungsten and diamonds. He wanted the best for her, and that was exactly what he was going to give her.
He picked up her foot and raised his head to look at her. She was still looking at him; her love showing deeply in her eyes. Seeing that, he couldn’t help but smirk and lowered his head. His lips grazed on the anklet, and he felt her body tremble.
He smirked, loving how sensitive her skin was.
"You are now marked as mine, Briar. Always rember that!" he domineeringly said as he raised his head to look at her.
Briar nodded her head, showing no reluctance in what he had just said before boldly responding, "Then how about marking fully?" biting her lower lip, and her words filled with undisguised invitation.
Logan, who was bursting with desire when he heard that, smirked as he rose to his feet.
"It seems that I have kept my wife waiting. I am curious if you will still be this bold later!" he said amusingly as he joined on her the bed, his body hovering over hers.
Briar, who had been waiting for his mont for eternity, smirked and without responding to him, she hooked her right leg around his waist and pulled him to her.
Logan’s brow rose in amusent at experiencing such boldness. However, before he could say anything to her, Briar, whose patience was running out, captured his lips and forced those words back to where they ca from.
Why talk too much when they could do sothing else?
Fortune favors the bold, they say.
When a starving fox who had been salivating over the wolf for a very long ti, and a wolf who had been celibate because of the death of its mate, et one one-on-one, what would be destined to happen, happen?
The night was pretty long and the two animals in heat knew no bounds. Which part of the house didn’t they go to?
Waves rose and quieted down. They raised and fell again repeatedly.
It was an unforgettable night.
***
"Yawn!" soti later the next day, Briar yawned as she stretched her body, her eyes still drowsy from sleep.
"Ouch," However, she yelped in pain in the process when she stretched several muscles which were very sore. Tears hung from her eyelashes as she dropped her arms to the side.
The mories of the many hours she had spent indulging in canal desires flooded in her mories and Briar covered her face with the bedcover, feeling very embarrassed and shy about what transpired.
’How could I be so wanton?’ she wanted to cry, but no tears ca out.
Recalling how bold she was with Logan; Briar didn’t know what to think anymore.
How was she going to face Logan when she saw him?
Thankfully, she woke up when he wasn’t in the room, otherwise, she would have died of sha.
However, when she thought about the wonderful night again, a shy smile blossod on her face.
She had never thought that she was that licentious. She shocked herself a lot, and Logan, perhaps. However, recalling how Logan was, a satisfied smile blossod on her face.
Since he liked it, then there was no need for her to beat herself like that.
With her train of thought like that, she regained her confidence.
She checked the ti, and when she saw that it was nearly noon, she hurriedly roused.
Briar clenched her teeth as she walked towards the bathroom, her body aching as if a train had run her over. Logan was truly a beast in human skin, but he was still her favorite.
When she stood in front of the mirror while the tub was filled with warm water, she felt shy once again.
She couldn’t look at herself without getting flushed. Thankfully, she didn’t have white skin otherwise, the marks on her body would have made her lock herself up for a long ti.
However, the marks on her throat were simply too conspicuous and couldn’t be hidden at all. Logan and his fetishes. He truly gnawed on her throat.
She didn’t know where that choker ended up, but she was determined to wear more in the future. Even if her body ends up like this every single ti, the pain and pleasure were worth it.
Briar added so herbs to the water and took a satisfactory bath afterwards. When she erged from the tub, her body felt much better. Her body wasn’t as sore as it was when she woke up.
When picking clothes to wear, Briar hesitated to pick sothing from her row as her eyes kept on moving towards Logan’s side.
She had heard so much about how n love it when their won wear their clothes. Since they were now together as one and had consummated their marriage, she wanted to give it a try and see how he would react.
Filled with so much curiosity and seeking death a bit, she reached for his black shirt from the hanger. Logan didn’t bring any white shirts, so she opted for sothing that was available.
The shirt was big; it looked more like a dress shirt on her and it was perfect.
With short pants beneath the shirt, she felt fully dressed.
Briar left the closet and returned to the bedroom, where she cleaned the bedroom and shyly took away the sheets which were soiled red. Looking at the red spot, a vicious glint flashed in her eyes before a sinister smile blossod on her face.
Briar left the bedroom holding the sheets while she dramatically tilted her head to the side like a psychopath. Thankfully, none of that was seen by Logan, who at this mont was entering the suite, holding several bags in his hands.
’She should be still sleeping, right?’ he thought to himself with a smile on his face, recalling the passionate, intimate ti he spent with her.
Logan carried the bags to the kitchen, where he started arranging them. Inside one of the bags, there was a al box, which he put aside.
After dealing with everything in the kitchen, he decided to go and check on her. No matter what, she needed to eat. She had expended a lot of energy and needed so replenishnt.
He was feeling youthful despite being forty.
How could he not?
When she was his and only!
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