Page 121 of Short, Lethal & Claimed

It felt like the tip of his cock was being caressed while the rest was being squeezed and licked and he couldn’t get enough. He moved faster, fucked her harder as he kissed the back of her neck, teasing her clit and-

Lost his fucking mind when she screamed his name.

Christ, it was so fucking good, Logan thought as she squeezed him, causing his cock to swell inside of her as pure ecstasy spread up his spine and-

“Angel,”Logan growled against the back of her neck as he came inside her.

For several minutes, they stood there, trying to catch their breath until finally, Logan pulled back only to be forced to bite back another groan as the move caressed his sensitive cock. “I’ll never be able to get enough of you,” he said, pressing his lips against the back of her neck.

“Promise?” Jill asked, turning her head.

“God, yes,” Logan said, taking her mouth in a slow kiss.

Smiling, Jill turned around and playfully pushed him away. “I think I need another shower,” she said with a teasing smile as she walked past him, making him groan as his gaze dropped to her heart-shaped ass.

Without a word, Logan found himself following her into the shower and reaching for her as soon as she turned the water on. He took her mouth in a hungry kiss as he blindly reached over and grabbed the bottle of body wash. Never breaking off the kiss, they ran their hands over each other, taking their time washing their bodies until sometime later when she broke off the kiss and laid her forehead against his chest with a soft sigh.

“Tired, Angel?” Logan asked, kissing the top of her head as he reached over to turn the water off.

“You get twin duty for Shane’s sixteenth birthday,” she muttered with a heartfelt sigh, making him chuckle.

“Deal,” Logan said, unable to help but smile as he kissed the top of her head one last time before he took her hand in his and led her out of the shower. He took his time drying off his grumbling mate, stealing quick kisses before he helped her into one of the tee-shirts that Shane had outgrown and a pair of soft cotton shorts before he pulled on a pair of grey sweatpants since the twins had a tendency of crawling in their bed most nights.

Once they were dressed, Logan entwined their fingers together and led her into their bedroom, more than ready to crawl into bed and pass out for the night. He-

“Dad?” Shane said, drawing their attention to find Shane stumbling into their bedroom with his hand pressed against his stomach, looking pale. “Something’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong?” Logan asked as they quickly made their way across the room.

“I don’t know,” Shane said, shaking his head only to double over and release a groan as his trembling legs gave out and-

“It’s okay. I’ve got you,” Logan said, catching his son before he could fall and carried him to the bed and laid him down.

“What’s happening?” Shane asked, curling up into a ball as Jill reached over and ran her fingers through his sweat-slicked hair before pressing the back of her hand against his forehead.

“He’s burning up,” Jill said as Shane’s terrified gaze shifted to him and-

“He’s turning,” Logan said, watching Shane’s eyes flicker silver.

“It’s too soon,” Shane bit out as he squeezed his eyes shut.

“Get Tomas,” Logan said, watching Jill nod before she quickly made her way to the door.

“What’s wrong with Shane?” Caleb mumbled sleepily as he stumbled past Jill into the room along with Emma.

“Looks like your brother’s going through his first transition,” Logan said quietly as he leaned down and kissed Shane’s forehead. “It’s going to be okay.”

“It hurts,” Shane mumbled weakly.

“I know it does,” Logan said softly, wishing like hell that he could take this pain away for his son. Logan reluctantly stood up and-

“Is he going to get fleas?” Caleb asked, earning a silver-eyed glare from his brother.

“I’m not going to get fleas,” Shane bit out only to get ignored by his little brother.

Nodding solemnly, Caleb said, “I should make him a card,” turning around and quickly made his way out the door, pausing only long enough to grab hold of Emma’s hand before running off and-

“They’re getting the glitter,” Shane said with a groan as he buried his face in the comforter.

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