Logan: Her Warlock Protector Book 3 - Plot & Excerpts
She wanted to share the passion he’d felt coursing through him as she’d taken him in her mouth. It had been intoxicating to see the power she held over this fierce warrior, and the taste of him—so male and potent—had made her wet already. Now it was an exchange of power, of her letting him dominate her. She lay there naked, smiling up at him, marveling in the view. Logan was naked now too, and she could see his torso in the moonlight. It was every bit as gorgeous as she knew it would be. Large broad shoulders, pure smooth skin that traced over abs she wanted to grate herself against. He had easily an eight pack, something those boys from Abercrombie or even meatheads from the gym could never completely replicate. He was strength incarnate, honed by years of fighting, a living weapon made of hard planes and enticing lines. She mewled as he kissed her lips and then worked his way down her collarbone, towards her breasts. A talented tongue snaked around her nipples, flicking against them.
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