Begging me to take her

Logan POV

I stepped into the dimly lit room and my eyes were immediately drawn to the woman sitting at the very edge of the bed. She was now dressed in a silky night gown and her hands were clasped tightly on her laps as she shifted nervously on the bed.

I could hear the fast beating of her heart in her chest even from across the room and I chuckled silently.

What was she thinking? Was she scared of me?

Closing the doors behind me, I took some steps towards her and with each step I took, I could sense her anxiety growing.

I came to stand in front of her and she slowly lifted her head to look up at me, her green eyes holding the mixture of fear and anticipation as she stared right back at me.

“Maya”

I said in the most softest way possible, even surprising my self and she forced herself to smile, her lips trembling with fear.

“You’re trembling”

I pointed out, my eyes narrowing.

“My lor…”

“Logan”

I corrected.

“Call me Logan whenever we’re alone”

I muttered and she gulped before she finally nodded her head.

“Logan”

She slowly called out and I hummed, liking the way my name sounded on her lips.

“The… the wedding consummation, I… I…”

She stuttered and I squinted my eyes.

“You can’t wait? Are you in a haste my lady?”

I teased, watching her eyes grow wide with horror and I chuckled.

“No my lord…”

“Logan”

I corrected her again.

“Logan” Her voice came out in whispers. “I’m sick. It’s that time of the month and I’m feeling quite unwell”

She revealed and I hummed, swallowing a chuckle.

Was this the best excuse she could come up with?

“You should have dinner before going to bed then my lady”

I said but she quickly shook her head.

“I’m not hungry”

She whispered softly and I nodded.

“Then we should go to sleep”

I murmured, settling in beside her on the bed. Her gaze drifted to mine, anxiety dancing in her eyes before she finally lay down at the far end of the bed, her body inches from mine.

I raised an eyebrow, surprised by the deliberate distance between us as my gaze lingered on her stiff back. This was a woman who for the past two weeks had wanted nothing but to touch me, to hug me and now that I wanted to finally to do all that, she was running away from me.

Something was different about her today, I had noticed since our time in the carriage. Maya had always been the one to chatter on and on about everything and nothing but today, she’d been surprisingly quiet.

What had changed? Was this her way of trying not to seem easy when in reality she really was?

My eyes remained fixed on her back, she didn’t even move and was so stiff on the bed. Even though I had told her to sleep, I could still hear her heart beating loudly in her chest and I sighed.

“Maya”

I finally called out, my voice low and urgent.

She didn’t respond but I could still hear the fast beating of her heart and I hissed in impatience. My wolf was slipping out.

“Maya, look at me”

I called out to her again, but this time my tone was soft and she finally moved as she slowly turned to face me.

Her eyes were wide with fear and her mouth which was slightly parted seemed to invite me in as she stared at me and without warning, I leaned in and crashed my lips on hers.

I felt her stiffen in my arms as she shut her mouth in a tight line against my advances, trying to break free from my arms but I wasn’t the type to give up easily.

I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me, her delicious scent filling my nostrils and I muffled a groan.

I continued with my sweet torture and soon enough, I felt her resolve weaken as she slowly began to move her lips against mine and I smiled in the kiss.

“Maya…”

I called out, breaking away from the kiss and staring into her green eyes which were still wide with fear. Hell, kissing this woman felt so damn good. It made me feel impatient to feel what having sex with her would be like.

“It’s been a rough day, you should have some rest”

I whispered as I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and I felt her shiver under my touch.

Taking a deep breath, she took one last glance at me before closing her eyes and I smiled.

“Sleep now”

I whispered, my voice barely audible but she nodded slightly.

Staring at the sleeping woman in front of me, I couldn’t help but find myself lost in the gentle rhythm of her breaths as my eyes roamed over her face. Her eyelids fluttered slightly with each breath and her lips, swollen from the kiss were slightly parted. I had seen her countless times before but today something was off, and not being able to put a finger to it made me angry.

Whatever it was, it seemed to draw me in, making me want to reach out and touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin and to do the most dirtiest things to her. The thoughts of it alone almost made me crazy and anger laced through me.

Was this her plan? Trying to manipulate me so she could get me under her control?

Taking a deep breath, I ran my fingers through my hair as I kept staring at her sleeping face. I didn’t care if this was an act or not, she was mine now and sooner or later, she would be underneath me, begging and asking me to take her.