He still got nauseous every time he remembered how much his bear enjoyed the killings. His bear was broken, wild, and uncontrollable now. Logan had to remember that. There was too much on the line and too many people could get hurt if he ever forgot that sad fact.
But unexpectedly, Bella had gotten through to his bear. He was his old cheerful self around her.
Logan still remembered the first time that he had seen her, sitting on the rock and talking to the ducks who were swimming in the pond. She was the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen. He could still remember the way that his bear watched her in such an adoring way.
There was no thoughts of murder or anger, just pure fascination with the gorgeous curvy girl who loved to talk to him. Her voice was like an angel’s song and Logan had returned to his cabin shaken to his core. He didn’t sleep at all that night, thinking of her long brown hair and thick curvy hips while he laid awake for hours.
“Maybe my bear is over the torture,” he had thought to himself that night. “Maybe I can go back.”
But whenever those dangerous thoughts came creeping into his mind, he pushed them back out and remembered. He remembered that day and how his bear went after that innocent man on the street. If Logan hadn’t pulled him back in time, he would have innocent blood on his hands.
He eagerly returned to the watering hole every day to see her and every day she was there. Bella hadn’t just brought some much-needed company to his lonely existence, she had brought him hope.
If his bear could be the soft teddy bear with her, that he was before he was taken, then maybe he could return to civilization one day. He desperately missed his practice and working with all of those sick children. He gave t
hem hope, their health, their futures, and in some cases, their lives.
It killed him to think that there were sick children out there who needed his help and he couldn’t give it to them.
Bella didn’t think he was a monster. Maybe she was right.
Logan reached up to the curtains to close them against the brightness of the window.
“No,” Bella said, grabbing his arm. “I want to see you.”
Logan’s heart thumped in his chest. She wanted to see him? He was hideous and broken but she was watching him like he was the most beautiful thing in the world.
“But,” he sighed. “My scars…”
“Are beautiful,” she said, climbing to her knees on the bed. She gently stroked the back of her fingers down his scarred face as she stared into his eyes. “They’re sexy. You’re sexy.”
That was enough. He had to have her. Now.
In a heartbeat, his lips were on hers, guiding her head down to the pillow as he climbed on top of her. His arms wrapped possessively around her as their tongues caressed in a passionate kiss.
It felt so good to kiss a woman, especially Bella. It had been so long since Logan had any human contact, let alone any intimacy. He forgot how nice it could feel.
He moved his lips over her jawline and down her neck as her curvy body wiggled under him. Her full breasts were rising up and down, driving him crazy as they brushed up against his arms.
Logan cupped them one by one in his strong grip, being careful not to squeeze too hard. They both groaned as their eyes met and she licked her sexy lips.
The scent of her arousal was perfuming the air and making his dick painfully hard. He desperately wanted to taste her.
Logan knelt at the foot of the bed in front of her and slowly slipped off her shoes. He kissed each ankle softly and then reached up for her belt. Her breath froze and she stiffened as he unbuckled her belt and then unzipped her jeans.
Bella lifted her wide hips off of the bed and Logan slid her jeans down her full curvy legs. “Goddamn,” he muttered to himself as he took in her soft milky white legs. This girl was a dream come true. He grabbed her knees and gently spread her legs apart. Only her black panties were left but they looked so good on her that he couldn’t bear to take them off.
Her breathing stopped and she closed her eyes as he leaned forward and planted a gentle wet kiss on her sex. “Mmmmm,” she moaned, making his dick ache.
He wanted to make love to her badly but he needed to taste her first. She smelled divine and he wanted to see if she tasted equally as good.
She hissed a short breath as he slid a finger under the elastic of her panties and dragged it over her wet lips. He pulled her panties to the side, exposing her mound and took in an eyeful before leaning forward.
Her back arched and she cried out loud as he touched his tongue to her hole and slid it up her moist lips to her hard clit at the top. His bear grumbled in his chest and Logan’s pulse raced. He was done with being gentle. He couldn’t restrain himself any longer. He plunged his tongue into her wet tunnel and devoured her pussy with ravenous lips and a greedy tongue.
She moaned and massaged her tits as he worked, tasting her and drinking up her sweet juices. She tasted as beautiful as she looked and he licked her until she was biting her bottom lip and trying to pull him up while begging for him to fuck her.
Logan got up to his knees and stroked his hard cock as Bella swayed her hips before him. He slipped his fingers into the waistband of her black panties and slid them down her creamy thighs as she yanked off her shirt and bra.