Page 27 of The Untamed

Logan shoots me a triumphant grin.

This is going to be fun.

Us Jamison kids are long overdue for some fun.

“This place is mine,” I tell Logan as we step inside my cabin. Alone. “Ugh, it’s not that special.”

They’ve been here for a couple of hours now, setting up camp just outside, and their people coming inside the gate to check out our property. There are a lot of them, but they all seem nice. Lots of children too, about seven of which are under the age of ten, which makes all of my younger siblings thrilled beyond belief. As much as I like seeing all the new faces, I’m thankful for stealing away with Logan by ourselves.

Logan walks over to my floor-to-ceiling bookshelf that takes up an entire wall. “I beg to differ. This cabin is fucking awesome.”

Pride fills my chest and I let out a relieved breath. “I guess it kind of is.”

“You read all these?” Logan asks as he tugs a book off the shelf and eyes me over his shoulder.

“Most, yeah. Some I didn’t finish because they were boring or more Raegan’s preference, but some of those books I’ve read many, many times. Like the one in your hand.”

It was hidden up top, much different than the ones Raegan reads and out of her reach. Dad would kill me if she ever got her hands on it.

He takes a closer look at the book. “Romance book with aliens?”

“Yeah.” Heat floods my cheeks. “I just like them. I’ve read that entire series a bunch. Especially that book.”

“Interesting.” He flips through the book, landing on a dog-eared page. “This male alien is sucking another alien’s cock.”

I freeze, unable to formulate an answer. My skin prickles with shame.

“This is hot,” Logan murmurs. “No wonder you like this one so much. Can I borrow it?”

“Y-Yeah,” I stammer, barking out an awkward laugh. “Take whatever you want.”

Logan turns, eyeing me with that filthy glint in his stare once more. His moss green eyes are easy to get lost in. He takes a step toward me and I nearly stumble over my own feet, needing to escape his intensity. It’s too much. If he gets any closer, I might literally come in my pants just from anticipation.

“Take whatever I want,” Logan murmurs and then bites down on one corner of his bottom lip. “Well, aren’t you a gracious host.” Another wink that burns a trail of heat straight to my dick.

The air is charged between us. I’m completely out of my element here, but I’m here for it. All of my fantasies I’ve had of Wild and Ryder both dissipate in favor of letting reality take over.

This is happening.

Logan Greer is flirting with me.

A hot, charismatic, strong…man.

Would my parents even care if I got with a man? I think, as long as it wasn’t anyone I was related to, they’d probably be fine with it. Surely.

Unease niggles at me. If they don’t, I’ll have to listen to endless lectures. Maybe this isn’t something I tell them. It can be my little secret.

Logan slowly approaches me until he’s so close I can smell him. His scent is different than that of Ryder. Logan smells like freshly brewed coffee with a hint of campfire smoke. I have the urge to step forward so I can bury my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling him until my lungs burn.

We’re both quiet as we stare at one another. Logan boldly trails his gaze from my eyes down to my lips. I lick them nervously at having the attention there, which makes him groan. It’s a small, quiet sound, but I hear it. My dick certainly hears it, thickening by the second.

“I know what I want,” Logan says, voice husky. “And if I took it, I wouldn’t want to ever let it go.”

His words are more swoonworthy than any of the heroes in the books I read. My knees shake slightly. Every cell in my body aches to be touched by this man. I want his mouth on mine. All over me. Inside me.

Is this what it feels like to fall in love at first sight?

Some of my books—well, at least the ones with sex that Raegan isn’t allowed to read—the characters seem to have instant chemistry. While it seemed silly when reading, I’m starting to understand it.

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