Chapter 31
Logan
Standing outside Belmont’s, the rain falling in a light drizzle, the cold night air surrounding me, I stare at Serena. She is laughing, happy, and flirting with some guy who looks like he won the lottery.
Namely, because he has.
He has Serena’s undivided attention and no threat hanging over his head. To him, she isn’t forbidden. She is the low-hanging fruit he can reach out and grab with both hands to devour as and when he sees fit.
It sparks a rage in me that has previously been unknown.
Clenching my fist, wanting to smash his face so badly that it aches.
Stepping back, needing to get the sight of her with another man out of my mind before I kill him, I turn and start walking back to my apartment.
This was a mistake. I came out with my face still a mess, my ribs still splintered because being in the apartment alone after giving up the one thing I was holding onto was eating away at my insides.
Without that, I have nothing to anchor me. Feeling myself spiral is shocking and terrifying. I need something to ground me. I need Serena.
Without thinking, I spin on the sidewalk and stride back to the bar. Stopping dead when Serena and her friends tumble out the door, laughing and tipsy, I falter.
She freezes when she sees me. Her eyes go wide, and she looks around as if expecting Quen to jump out and drag her away.
“Logan,” Rue says steadily. “Turn around and go home.”
Serena’s gaze locks onto mine. Her eyes are swimming with so much emotion; I know she is just as lost without me as I am without her.
“Come,” Rue says, tugging on her hand.
“Stay out of this, Rue. Walk away.”
“It’s okay,” Serena whispers.
With a sharp huff, Rue takes her friends and backs off but stays close.
Walking two paces, places me in her personal space. Her gaze takes in my face, and her lower lip trembles.
“Are you okay?” she asks quietly.
Shaking my head, I hold my hand up to her face, hovering it over her hair, before I clench my fist and snarl, “Did you let that prick touch you?”
Serena’s mouth drops open in astonishment at my harsh question. “Excuse me?”
Gripping her upper arm tighter than I should have, I growl, “Did that prick touch you?”
Fury welling up inside her, she yanks her arm from my grasp. “What’s it to you?”
“Everything. You belong to me, Serena, but if I can’t have you, no one can. Do you understand me, or do I have to drag you back to my apartment and chain you up to keep you away from men who want to bury their cocks in your pussy?”
“Logan,” she pants, her fear hitting me in the heart, but it’s too late for that. I’m too desperate, too filled with anger and frustration and a driving lust that makes me slam her up against the wall and press my body into her.
“Hey!” Rue shouts, marching over. “Get your fucking hands off her.”
“Stay out of it, Rue. This isn’t your business.”
“She is my business, so unless you want me to call the cops, back the fuck off.”
She makes a muffled noise, and then a hand slams against my back before whoever dares to touch me, drags me away from Serena.
“If you want to keep that hand, remove it from me now,” I state, my gaze still on Serena. She is stock-still, her hand to her mouth as she remains motionless.
“Get away from her,” the guy who was drooling all over her earlier snarls, shoving me around to face him.
He doesn’t know what he just got in between.
“Wait!” Serena says.
But it’s too late. I’m too far gone. I bunch my hand into a fist and smash this dipshit in the nose. “If you fucking touched her, I will kill you,” I hiss.
“Logan!” Serena shrieks, panic in her tone. “Fuck! Stop this. He didn’t touch me.”
“No, but he wanted to, didn’t you, asshole?” I haul him closer to me with a hand fisted in his shirt. “You wanted to shove your cock into her, even though she’s mine.”
“Whoa!” he says, holding his hands up, blood dripping from his nose. “I didn’t know she was taken. She didn’t say.”
I shove him away from me and turn back to her. Anger lights up her eyes, but behind them is a driving lust that stirs my cock into action. Reaching for her, I grab her arm and haul her away, taking her away from her friends.
“Serena!” Rue cries, following us, but her friends hold her back, terrified. “Serena!”
Serena looks over at her friend and then back at me.
She makes her choice in a split second.
“I’ll be okay. I’ll see you at home, Rue.”
“Serena,” Rue barks.
“I know,” she says, stopping and drawing me to a halt. “But I can’t stay away.”
“Fucking hell, Serena,” Rue whispers.
Serena smiles and turns her back on her friend, allowing me to continue dragging her away like some sort of fucking caveman.
But she’s brought that out in me. Hauling her into an alley, not even having the patience to get her to my apartment, I shove her up against the wall, face first, and press my body into her again.
My hard cock is digging into her as she squirms against me.
Fisting her loose hair, I tug roughly, drawing her head back. She gasps but doesn’t struggle to get away.
This time, she is ready for me.
My hand goes under her skirt, shoving her panties aside so I can feel her shaven pussy. Flicking her clit, I lick her neck, biting her softly before I purr, “There’s my good girl.”
“Ah!” she cries softly, riding my palm as I cup her between her legs.
“Fuck, angel. I’ve missed you. It’s all worth it. Everything is worth it to be here with my fingers inside you.” I thrust deeply, pressing my thumb to her clit.
“Logan,” she croaks, her voice hoarse with longing.
“Do you want me, beautiful angel? Do you want my cock inside you?”
“Yes.”
“Mm, such a good girl.”
I remove my hand from her to release my aching cock.
“Do you care that we are somewhere everyone can see us?”
“No.”
“Is that how much you want me, baby girl? You’re willing to let everyone see me with my cock in your sweet pussy?”
“Yes, Logan, please. I need you.”
“I’ve waited for those words, baby girl. Fuck, I need you.”
Guiding my cock just inside her entrance, tugging her hair tighter as I nuzzle her neck, she trembles in my arms.
“Logan…”
“That’s it. Good girl. Take my dick inside you. Let me ride you hard so you can come all over my thick cock.”
“Ah.”
She arches her back. I wish I could pinch her nipples, twist them and play with her, but there is no time. My body is insistent, wanting her right now. She pushes back, taking my cock deep into her with one movement, feeling her drench my length with a whimper.
“Does that feel good, angel?”
“Mm.”
“You feel so good around my cock. Fuck, you’re so hot pressed up against the wall as I ride you.”
“Logan, please.”
Slamming my hips against her, I drive my cock into her before withdrawing and plunging into her wetness again and again. I’m ready, so ready to fire my cum inside her. I hold on, waiting for her.
“Baby girl, does that feel good?”
“Yes,” she screams. “Logan.”
I pinch her clit, twisting it gently, and feel her shiver before she tenses up and her legs buckle. Her orgasm is beautiful. Her silent cry is magnificent.
“You’re gorgeous when you come all over my cock. It makes me want to fill your pussy with my cum. Do you want that, angel?”
“Uhng,” she pants.
With one last forceful thrust, I shoot my load into her. “Fuck, yes, angel. That’s it. You’re such a good girl for taking my cum inside your hot pussy. You’re my good girl, aren’t you, Serena? My good girl filled with my cum. Fuck. So hot. You’re so hot.”
She whimpers as I stop moving, keeping my cock inside her as I rasp against her neck, kissing her softly. I want my mouth on hers. I want to kiss her lips. But now isn’t the time. That time will come.
Pulling my cock out of her, I move her panties back into place and whisper. “Fill your panties with my cum, Serena. It turns me on thinking about your pussy covered, sticky, and warm.” Sliding my hands over her hips, I pull her back against me. “Does it feel good?”
“Yes.”
“You're mine, Serena. No other man will have you.”
“No.”
“Come home with me.”
“Yes.”
Stashing my dick back in my pants, I take her hand and lead her out of the alley, taking her back to my tower where she will be safe from harm, safe from any man who lusts after her and wants to touch her. Safe from everything.
Except me.