Chapter 5
It was difficult to remember that I was a prisoner.
Sighing with complete contentment, I leaned back against the edge of the rounded jet tub while Logan washed my hair.
After he had thoroughly cleaned both of us, I finally opened my eyes.
My mood was soured when I saw how exhausted he was.
He’d likely put too much effort into controlling his shift when he knotted me.
Based on the way he wavered, he looked like he was about to pass out.
Dark circles sank underneath his eyes and he leaned against the edge of the tub with hooded eyelids.
“Logan?” I ventured, feeling some of my energy return. The bath had perked me up, or maybe something else had energized me, but Logan definitely did not mirror my state.
“Yeah?” he asked as his eyes slid closed and he leaned onto his arm.
I sighed and nudged him awake. “Go dry off and find a bed. I’ll finish up here.”
He hummed in protest as his brows knitted together. “No, no that wouldn’t be very gentlemanly of me. I just literally knotted you for hours, Lily.”
A heated blush ran up my chest and kissed my cheeks. Yes, he’d been inside of me for hours and my stomach rumbled with hunger in response.
Hunger for more.
What was wrong with me?
Maybe I’m just hungry, I decided.
Yes. I must be starving. I’ve hardly eaten. I’ll find something in the kitchen once I’m sure Logan is getting some rest.
Maybe I’d be asking him to do that again, but not until we were both fully fed and energized.
He rubbed my arm. “You’re so pale, Lily. I’m more worried about you.”
“I’m fine. More than fine. Really, Logan. Go get some sleep before you knock out right here and drown yourself.”
“What about you?” he pressed.
I shrugged. “I’ll find myself some food. I’m probably just hungry.”
He lazily blinked at me before finally agreeing. “Fine. I’ll take the empty bedroom next door. Come find me when you’re done?”
I nodded. “Deal.”
He seemed to take a moment to summon enough strength to get out of the tub.
He wrapped a towel around his waist, not even bothering to dry off, as he made his way to the door.
His wet hair clung to his face and he gave me a wink before he left, leaving rivulets of water running down his dissipating footsteps.
I sighed and took a moment to enjoy the warm bath.
My fingers trailed over the bite mark that still burned on my breast. This was something new that the two of us were finding a way to navigate, but now I felt like it was meant to be.
If it hadn’t been for Calamity’s influence, Logan would have never crossed that line.
He’d hidden his alpha side from me. He had tried to bury it and pretended that part of him didn’t exist.
But it did. Logan was a wolf shifter, and an alpha at that.
If he hadn’t bitten me, he wouldn’t have been compelled to show his alpha side.
He wouldn’t have been his true authentic self.
I realized now that Logan had always been protecting me. First from the bond that had happened when we met, and even now to the nature of his wolf when it came to the effect I had on him as his mate.
He had always been denying his wolf’s nature. All because he thought he had to, for my sake.
But as I ran my fingers over the mark on my breast again, my entire body tingled from the sensation of being knotted by Logan’s alpha side.
The experience had awakened something inside of me. A deep desire to discover everything my mates were hiding from me crept to the surface.
The steamy air swirled and I allowed my thoughts to drift with the humid mist.
What about Kaito?
He had always been a secretive sort.
There had been something different about him.
I’m going to find what you’re hiding from me for my own good, Professor Nakamura.
Decision made, I quickly pulled the plug on the tub and towel-dried my hair. The process was painfully slow since I was used to magically drying off.
I reminded myself to enjoy this brief moment of reprieve from my supernatural burdens. My succubus side often hungered for lust, making sex with some of my less “immortal” mates more difficult.
If sex with Logan had been that intense when I didn’t have any distractions, what would it be like with Kaito?
A grin stretched my lips as I relished in the idea that I could focus entirely on prying the truth out of him.
Among other things.
Blood rushed to my core as I finished drying and scampered into the bedroom. I surveyed the destroyed bed and blushed at the sight of ragged scratches across the bedpost.
If my father saw this, I probably had some explaining to do.
Then again, I was the Incubus King’s daughter. Maybe it was partly his fault that I had such a large sexual appetite. I’d just throw that back in his face.
When I rummaged through the dresser, I couldn’t find any feminine clothes and I really didn’t want to return to the room where I had woken up. My skin itched with urgency and an ache was now throbbing between my thighs.
I needed to leave Logan alone and let him recover. What had happened between us seemed to have drained him, but rejuvenated me.
Still, I was not satiated. Even after hours of being knotted, I needed more.
Glancing down, I frowned at the wetness sticking between my thighs. It wasn’t Logan’s. I’d made sure to thoroughly wash myself.
Something was going haywire inside of me and based on the way my heartbeat thrummed against my chest, I didn’t have much time before I was on the floor begging Logan to knot me again.
I really hope Kaito is in a good mood because he needs to take care of this.
Finding an oversized shirt and some scissors from the desk, I cut out the back and stepped into it. Looping the sleeves over my shoulders, I managed to cover myself from my knees up.
A quick look in the mirror made me frown. My hair was frizzed from the towel and the white shirt left little to the imagination as my hard nipples pressed against the fabric. My knees wobbled as need continued to ramp up, frightening me.
“Okay, time to find Kaito,” I said on a breath to myself, then hurried out the door, desperately hoping I didn’t run into anyone else on my way to the office where I’d last seen my professor mate.