He grunted at the feeling of her small, soft fingers and palms caressing the thick, pulsating skin. He swallowed thickly, basking in the radiation of her entire body as she worked him into almost a frenzy with only the smallest of gestures.
There was something that clicked into place as she shifted and guided him deep into her, and Logan's hips rolled upward slowly until he had completely bottomed out in her. A hand grasped the bone of her hip, the other continued to brush tenderly over her arched body.
He thrusted, breathing out a soft, amused sound in response to the feeling of her teeth at his neck. He dipped his own head down and parted his lips, licking first over the outline of the curve of flesh before allowing his fangs to glance the pale, soft skin. His eyes closed and he worked a primal rhythm into her, each thrust well placed and full of wild lust mixed with a touch of soft affection.