up, but needed to be with someone who wouldn’t judge him for his powers.
Parking in front of Ava’s cottage, he saw her dragging furniture up the three steps to her porch. Jumping out of the car, he rushed to help her. She didn’t even stop what she was doing, just sighed at him over the lounge. “Oh good, you’re here early. Grab the other end.”
He grunted as he lifted the other end. “Why do you need this? There’s already a lounge in there.”
She let one hand go to open the door and held the lounge with the other. Logan groaned, and tried not to feel emasculated as he didn’t even feel the slightest shift in weight when she held the lounge with one hand.
“This is for the family room, which is at the back. You didn’t see that much of the house last time you were here. Not everything is furnished. I only moved in the day you and I…” She shook her head and grabbed the lounge with both hands again. Together they turned it so it fit through the door. “To tell you the truth if it wasn’t for you I would still be living happily with my parents.”
Logan stared at her as she lifted the lounge like it weighed nothing and he wondered at her words. “Who did the house belong to before you?”
Ava shrugged. “It was empty. One of the many pack houses. Well, now that I’ve claimed it it’s mine…ours. That’s how it works with werewolves. We might build more onto it.”
Logan ignored her statement that the house was theirs and followed her through the house, realizing it was a lot larger than he’d first thought. At the very back of the cottage was a large, empty family room. Together they placed the lounge in the corner.
He sat on the longue, looking out the window at the wild, unkept yard. “Gardening not your thing?”
She sat down next to him. “No.” Turning to him, she let out a loud gasp. “What the hell happened to your face?”
He shrugged. “I was on duty last night.”
Ava growled and moved closer to him. “I know you were but these aren’t from last night. I know the difference. So what happened, Logan?”
He groaned. “Let’s just say some people aren’t happy I tricked them into thinking I’m a normal human.”
Ava snarled, got up, and ran out of the room. Frowning, he wondered what he’d said wrong. Logan heard a door slam and Ava growled.
“You need to leave, Logan. I can’t hold her back from taking over any longer.”
He walked to the room the voice had come from even though his mind told him to do as she said. Before he could even knock on the door, it opened and a naked Ava grabbed him. She pulled him into the room, threw him on the bed, and jumped on top of him. She wasted no time undressing him and simply ripped his shirt off. Turning his head, she bit him where his shoulder meet his neck. He let out a yelp, which turned into a groan as she ripped the rest of his clothes off.
She pulled her mouth from his him for a moment. “Mine. I will keep you safe.”
Her hand circled his lengthening cock and pumped it twice before she slowly eased her pussy down onto his dick. He closed his eyes as the feeling of euphoria set in and he trailed his hands up her body and back down again, pausing at her ass to give it a good squeeze.
Ava looked almost crazed as she bounced and grinded on him. He looked up at her in an almost dreamlike state. She looked like a goddess come to life. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, and her hair tickled his thighs. Her nipples stood erect. Her breasts were perfect round globes that he ached to suckle, lick, and hold. A tight, toned stomach led down to a smooth bare pussy, which he watched engulf his dick over and over.
Reaching up, he cupped her breasts and caressed the pointed nipples. “Sweetheart, you are my goddess come to life.” He pulled her down to him and whispered, “Let me worship you tonight?”
Ava moaned against him and he took that as a yes. She smelled amazing of mangos, his favorite fruit, and cinnamon.
Parking in front of Ava’s cottage, he saw her dragging furniture up the three steps to her porch. Jumping out of the car, he rushed to help her. She didn’t even stop what she was doing, just sighed at him over the lounge. “Oh good, you’re here early. Grab the other end.”
He grunted as he lifted the other end. “Why do you need this? There’s already a lounge in there.”
She let one hand go to open the door and held the lounge with the other. Logan groaned, and tried not to feel emasculated as he didn’t even feel the slightest shift in weight when she held the lounge with one hand.
“This is for the family room, which is at the back. You didn’t see that much of the house last time you were here. Not everything is furnished. I only moved in the day you and I…” She shook her head and grabbed the lounge with both hands again. Together they turned it so it fit through the door. “To tell you the truth if it wasn’t for you I would still be living happily with my parents.”
Logan stared at her as she lifted the lounge like it weighed nothing and he wondered at her words. “Who did the house belong to before you?”
Ava shrugged. “It was empty. One of the many pack houses. Well, now that I’ve claimed it it’s mine…ours. That’s how it works with werewolves. We might build more onto it.”
Logan ignored her statement that the house was theirs and followed her through the house, realizing it was a lot larger than he’d first thought. At the very back of the cottage was a large, empty family room. Together they placed the lounge in the corner.
He sat on the longue, looking out the window at the wild, unkept yard. “Gardening not your thing?”
She sat down next to him. “No.” Turning to him, she let out a loud gasp. “What the hell happened to your face?”
He shrugged. “I was on duty last night.”
Ava growled and moved closer to him. “I know you were but these aren’t from last night. I know the difference. So what happened, Logan?”
He groaned. “Let’s just say some people aren’t happy I tricked them into thinking I’m a normal human.”
Ava snarled, got up, and ran out of the room. Frowning, he wondered what he’d said wrong. Logan heard a door slam and Ava growled.
“You need to leave, Logan. I can’t hold her back from taking over any longer.”
He walked to the room the voice had come from even though his mind told him to do as she said. Before he could even knock on the door, it opened and a naked Ava grabbed him. She pulled him into the room, threw him on the bed, and jumped on top of him. She wasted no time undressing him and simply ripped his shirt off. Turning his head, she bit him where his shoulder meet his neck. He let out a yelp, which turned into a groan as she ripped the rest of his clothes off.
She pulled her mouth from his him for a moment. “Mine. I will keep you safe.”
Her hand circled his lengthening cock and pumped it twice before she slowly eased her pussy down onto his dick. He closed his eyes as the feeling of euphoria set in and he trailed his hands up her body and back down again, pausing at her ass to give it a good squeeze.
Ava looked almost crazed as she bounced and grinded on him. He looked up at her in an almost dreamlike state. She looked like a goddess come to life. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, and her hair tickled his thighs. Her nipples stood erect. Her breasts were perfect round globes that he ached to suckle, lick, and hold. A tight, toned stomach led down to a smooth bare pussy, which he watched engulf his dick over and over.
Reaching up, he cupped her breasts and caressed the pointed nipples. “Sweetheart, you are my goddess come to life.” He pulled her down to him and whispered, “Let me worship you tonight?”
Ava moaned against him and he took that as a yes. She smelled amazing of mangos, his favorite fruit, and cinnamon.
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