Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 61468 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61468 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
I nearly jump out off the bed—is that my G-spot? I thought it was a myth! But there’s nothing mythical about the deep pleasure I feel. At the same time, the pad of his thumb starts circling my aching clit, sending sparks of pleasure flying through my body.
And then he reaches up and cups one of my breasts. I cry out again as he tugs at one tight nipple. Oh God, I can’t take much more of this! I’m already on the edge.
Part of me can’t believe I’m doing this—can’t believe I’m spread out naked on my brother-in-law’s bed while he rubs and strokes and caresses me…while he tugs my nipples and pets my pussy. But the other part doesn’t even care. I’ve never felt so sensitive before—it’s like having Logan touch me has turned my whole body up to a higher pitch. Or maybe it’s the pregnancy or a combination of the two. Either way, it’s driving me crazy and I know I’m going to come soon.
“Logan…Logan!” I moan, writhing as he strokes and teases me. “Oh God, I’m so close…so close!”
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” he growls. “Come for me. Want to feel your soft little pussy squeezing my fingers while I stroke inside you.”
His hot, dirty words and the way he’s looking at me with those burning, half-lidded eyes pushes me over the edge almost as much as the way he’s touching me. I’m moaning and gasping, my hips bucking as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever hand breaks over me, drenching me in pleasure and exploding outward from deep inside.
“Oh…oh!” I moan and then Logan’s mouth is on mine and he’s swallowing my cries as he kisses me hungrily.
I put my arms around his neck and drag him even closer, wanting more of him. His mouth tastes hot and spicy and our tongues clash as he keeps working me, stroking and rubbing as my orgasm goes on and on and on…
At last, I collapse, panting. I break the kiss, turning my head to the side a little.
“No more!” I moan softly, twitching my hips. “God, I can’t, Logan—I’m all worn out!”
At once, he’s all tenderness.
“Poor little kitten,” he rumbles. Withdrawing his fingers, he sucks them clean of my juices while I watch, wide-eyed. Wow—he really seems to like my flavor! Then he lays down beside me on the bed and draws me into his arms.
I give a little moan of satisfaction as I settle against him.
“Oh, that was exactly what I needed,” I tell him.
“Mmm, I’m glad it made you feel better.” He drops a kiss on the top of my head. “Do you feel more relaxed now?”
“So much more relaxed.” I sigh contentedly.
“Good.” He sighs too.
We relax for a while but then I get closer and feel his hardness nudging against me. It occurs to me that I’m being selfish. I reach for him, intending to return the favor but his big hand clamps over mine, stopping me.
I look up and see a conflicted look on his face.
“No, kitten,” he rumbles.
“But…but don’t you want…” I look up at him uncertainly. “I mean, you’re really hard.”
“I know, but we need to be careful.”
I bite my lip as guilt rushes in.
“Because I’m still married to Dirk, right?”
He nods.
“Even though he abandoned you, yes. That’s part of it, anyway.”
“What’s the other part?” I ask, frowning.
Logan sighs again and shifts against me.
“I know you don’t know much of anything about the Were world but we have two rules we all live by. We call them the Unbreakable Laws.”
“You do? What are they?” I ask.
“First one is ‘no breeding in fur form,’” he tells me. “Meaning, you don’t breed a female while your Wolf is out.”
I think of how big his Wolf is and my eyes get wide.
“Oh my God—I can’t believe you have to have a rule about that! I mean, your Wolf is so big he’d split me in half!”
“Which is why I would never let him breed you,” he says patiently. “I would never do anything that could hurt you, baby.”
“Thank you.” I nuzzle my face against the side of his bare chest. He smells so good—he makes me feel so safe. “So what’s the second law?”
“No Breeding with family,” he says. “And according to Were tradition, that means anyone even remotely associated with your clan.”
“But even though I’m married to Dirk, there are no blood ties between us,” I point out. “You’re my brother-in-law—not my brother.”
“Doesn’t matter.” Logan shakes his head. “Sister-in-law is the same as sister. That’s one reason I could never breed you.”
“But…who would ever know?” I ask. “I mean, not that I want you to breed me—that would be wrong, but—”
“Exactly—it would be wrong. Which is why we can’t go there and we need to be careful with how far we go,” he says firmly. “I don’t mean I didn’t enjoy massaging you—or that I regret making you come.” He lifts my chin with one finger, looking down into my eyes. “I want to do everything I can to make you feel good, Poppy. I want to watch over you and the baby and protect you both and be sure you have a good, healthy pregnancy. But at the same time, we can’t go too far. Do you understand?”