The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 4

Paige's POV.

The room blurs as he changes positions again. He pulls himself from me and I widen my eyes as I see his cock, balls and thighs literally coated and glistening with my juices.

Oops.

Apparently, I was enjoying myself.

With wild eyes, he grabs the back of my neck and smashes his lips to mine. Our teeth clash as our tongues push into each other's mouths. It's a messy, aggressive kiss. We claw at each other, desperate for more.

Logan pulls away and grabs my hair. He forces me to bend over the bed and the breath is knocked out of me when he enters me from behind. I fall forwards and catch myself on the bed.

I grip the frame for support as he hammers into me from behind. His hands grip my hips, holding me in place whilst he fucks me relentlessly.

My body feels like it's on fire, I can feel myself dripping with sweat. My long hair is plastered to my back. My lips are parted as I pant, trying to get my breath back. I'm not even doing any of the work, I don't know why I'm so breathless.

Within seconds, he has me falling off the precipice again. I come hard, throwing my head back and pushing my hips back to meet his thrusts. My legs collapse from underneath me, and I drop to my knees. Logan moves with me, he merely pushes on my back, so that I drop to all fours. He continues fucking me, doggy style now.

My cheek presses against the cold floor and I close my eyes, reveling in the amazing feeling of being fucked senseless by my mate.

'Paige' He bites out my name, obviously struggling to control himself.

Above the arousal and desire coating his voice, I can hear the concern. He's worried that he's hurting me. Somewhere, under all of this animal instinct he's currently showing, is my sweet mate.

'I'm good,' I whisper, knowing he will hear it.

I know that's all he wants to hear; he's checking I'm still with him. Even through this heat—induced state, he's checking on me.

His thrusts become faster. My entire body shakes with every jerk of his hips. I can feel that he's close, so I clench my pussy around him.

'Fuck!' He roars loudly and empties himself inside me.

We both collapse to the floor in a heap. I feel his come dripping out of me and onto the floor. It's disgusting, but I can't bring myself to move.

Logan's hand wraps around mine and squeezes it. It's a silent communication that expresses everything we can't say at the moment.

I think I fall asleep for a little while, although I'm not sure for how long.

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I wake up to my mate shaking me. I open my eyes and rub them when my vision blurs. Logan's eyes are back to being pitch black, and I realize my heat has picked up again. My body is boiling once more.

He helps me to a sitting position and then turns me over. I automatically get on my hands and knees for him. He dips his cock into my pussy, coating himself in both of our juices. My breath catches in my throat when he probes his slippery cock at my asshole.

I squeeze my eyes shut and relax my muscles as he pushes the head of his cock inside me. He pulls back and thrusts in another inch, a pained whimper leaves me. He's so big, and I've never taken anyone up there before.

As I'm struggling to breathe, a wave of pleasure and pain starts radiating out from my pussy. My clit throbs and I push back against Logan. With the final thrust, his cock sinks the full way in. My asshole burns with the stretching sensation of Logan's huge girth.