The Chase (closed for Logan DarkHolme)

[DarkWarrioress]

(This thread is closed for Logan DarkHolme. It is merely a continuation from the Vixen because, well currently, we're not in the Vixen and I thought it wise to finish up the scene here instead of continuing in the Vixen)

Knowing Logan as she did, she kept out of sight of the security cameras. Not only had he shown her where each of them were, he had pointed out the blind spots. Making her way back to her quarters, mindful of the time, she hastily showered and changed, packing a small valise. A quick stop in her office and she was away. The clothes she wore bore not her own scent but those of one of the maids who was about DW's size. Jeans, a t-shirt, baseball cap and tennis shoes, not the usual DW wardrobe but hopefully it worked. She made her way to the back parking lot where there were a couple company cars. She left her own, up front, in her personal parking spot. She knew Logan would check everywhere, leaving nothing to chance. She also knew the wolf in his head salivated at the chance of a hunt and she was currently his prey.

The drive out of town was quick and she headed for the forest. Perhaps not her wisest choice. It was the wolf's stomping grounds. She hoped that he would think it was the last place she would go to ground so to speak. Deep n the forest, she had a cabin. Before meeting Logan, she had used this place to recharge. She pulled up in front of the door and got out, stretching and looking around. Except for the wildlife that abounded, she heard nothing, saw nothing. Grabbing what she had brought with her, she opened the cabin door and left it open. The cabin smelled stale from unuse. Dropping her things on the sofa, she opened windows and removed drop cloths. Here was comfort. Here was safety. Not, that she feared Logan. Far from it. They were mates and he would never hurt her. He may push her to the edge, where pain and pleasure melded but he knew that's what she liked. Most times she needed the man. There were other times when she needed the beast that lived and raged in his soul. She grabbed the bag of groceries she had briefly stopped for and went into the kitchen to put them away and she idly wondered how many days would it take him to find her and she knew he would.

He continued to snarl as he searched through the cameras, of course, he showed her the blind spots and had not yet had the time to install new cameras and lighting. So she managed to slip through the building, much to his annoyance. But as he started going back through the Parking lot Cameras he smirked, Got Her. it took just a few minutes for him to get a zoom in and realize it was her. She'd taken a company car, smart, he smiled, "smart" he spoke to the walls, and watched which direction she left in. Humming he clicked into a program he HADNT mentioned to her, simply that it didn't come up yet because he wasn't expecting the vehicles to be used yet. but he activated the onboard GPS tracker on the car. and watched as she headed out into the forest, once she was out of cellular tower range the GPS conked out, he would definitely have to look into investing in the sat tracking software..... but he had a general direction to head.

Pulling his shirt on he left his office, a spark in his eye, and a smirk on his face. She was in the middle of fucking nowhere, so no one would be able to hear her screaming his name. Looking around he spotted Ish hittin on a waitress "ISH, this place better now burn down while im gone" he growled, and headed out to his bike, a small backpack slung over his shoulder, securing the bag to his bike he gunned the engine as he headed out after his wayward Female. Winding out into the Mountain path he went to where he Lost the GPS signal for the tracker, he followed the road for a while before it Forked off, tire tracks going in both directions, he assumed there must be cabins in the area. With an irritated sigh he hid the bike under some heavy brush and stripped off his clothes, stuffing them in the small backpack. Allowing the shift to overtake him the wolf grabbed the small backpack and began sniffing the air. the faint hint of engine exhaust still clung to the ground and he followed it. the sun had faded behind the hills, in the nearly 95 minutes, and a lot of back tracking it took, before he found a lone cabin tucked deep into the woods.

The company car parked in the driveway, he could see a light on inside the cabin and he growled as he watched her moving around, he could see her constantly checking the window and he felt a grin tugging at his muzzle, she knew he would follow, not that she would see him until he wanted her too. he paced around the edge of the property, casing the cabin for entry or escape points, as the sun set he saw smoke rising from the chimney, he loped deeper into the woods a ways, before he reared back his back, a low howl building into a full call as he sang to the moon, knowing the sound would more than likely rattle her.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Her hands were shaking as she poured herself a glass of wine. She needed something to soothe her nerves after what she had just done to her mate. He wouldn’t harm her she knew BUT he would seek a different kind of retribution, she had no doubt. He had a devious, sexy, sensual mind and he could drive her to a distraction as proven by what they had done on her office desk. She still tingled thinking about it. Hell, she was still trembling over what she had done to him in the Dungeon. Oh gods! The Dungeon. She paced back and forth in the living room sipping her wine. Had she covered her tracks well enough to buy her at least a few days to get her head back in the game and get back to her job? Her shoulders heaved as she sighed. She certainly hoped so. Dee sat down in a chair that faced the fireplace. By the gods how she loved a fireplace. It reminded her of a time long ago when she roamed the back roads for work and spent the nights under the stars. She missed those days. Back then, she went wherever Fate sent her and because of that she had been given a frightening gift. The Gift. A death gift as someone once explained it to her. To her, it was frightening. The old lady who had gifted it to her had died before she could tell Dee anything. So for many moons, Dee never used it. Wasn’t even curious about it. She had tried it on once or twice but she didn’t understand a thing and there was no one teach her.

She got up, tossed another log on the fire and glanced out the window again. Nothing. Good. She breathed deeply. Polishing off the glass of wine. Had it been her second or her third? She couldn’t remember by now. In any case, there was no sign of Logan and she had this strange urge to go walking in the night. Maybe go see the waterfall in the moonlight. Maybe take a swim? That might calm her nerves and help her sleep tonight. Taking the empty wineglass, she set it on the kitchen counter and went out the back door. At least out here she never worried about leaving her doors unlocked. Closing the kitchen door behind her, she set off on a long worn path to the falls.

Moonlight streamed through the trees as the branches slightly swayed in the light breeze that brushed through them. She could hear their whisperings but she didn’t understand them. She walked down the path, her tennis shoes barely making any sound. Nights. These kind of nights reminded her of the old days when she lived by her sword. Those had been good days though lonely ones. The trees continued to whisper to her as her feet took her to the falls just up ahead and she abruptly stopped to admire them. Two falls, water streaming down from above, moonlight lending a sparkle to the sprays as the water fell into a glistening pool of dark water. It beckoned. A siren’s call, if you will. It was a lure she couldn’t ignore. Her clothes were discarded beside the water’s edge and she stood poised for a moment ready to dive into the pool’s cool darkened depths. Her body arched over the surface of the water then splashed into it as she dived down. The pool was a lot cooler down there. She welcomed it then headed upward and broke the surface with a gasp, slicking back her hair from her face. Treading water for a moment, she turned to examine the falls then swam in their direction.

The waters from above splashed down into the pool creating a slight froth. ‘Come, Daughter. Come stand under us.’ They seemed to call out to her. It was a call she could hardly resist. Swimming over to them, she found a shelf of rock to stand on and stood on it, letting the water fall over her. It was invigorating as well as cleansing. It wasn’t a feeling of cleansing from anything she had done to Wolf. She remembered his orgasm and smiled. No, she had done all that because she was a brat and she loved him so. The cleansing was to wash away all the other stuff she had had to deal with in the last couple of weeks. The stress. The dealings with people. The personal loss. All those things were swept away by the waters and left her feeling renewed.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

he paced the length of the forest as he watched her through the windows, his ears perked forward as he listened to the sounds around him. as the night grew darker once the sun set and the moon rose he started making his way back towards the cabin, his midnight black fur the perfect camo for getting close. but he froze mid step as the door opened and he quickly dropped into a crouch, his body pressed to the ground beneath him, head down, eyes watching as she exited the cabin, his alert he listened. the scent of nervousness wafting on the air as he was down wind, and............something else........tinged the air, and he sniffed as she turned and headed into the forest. Curious, cautious, she knew he would come for her, but perhaps she thought she had time? what was the woman doing?. slowly the wolf rose back to his paws and followed silently. keeping a healthy distance so as not to be discovered yet he left his pack by the cabin and followed her trail. Followed her to a lake, he stayed by the trees for the minute as he watched her shed her claws and he had to fight hard not to keep from growling as he watched the way the moon lit her skin.

head canted to one side he watched as she entered the water and he padded to within a few feet of the waters edge, laying low on the ground he watched her, fascinated, she was a strong swimmer, the way she seemed to glide through the water effortlessly. watching as she swam towards waterfall, the water cascading around her, the gentle smile on her face entranced him and he lay there hidden in shadow, watching her swim.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

As she stood under the waterfall, lost in her thoughts, the night breeze brushed across her skin like a soft caress. Her skin developed goosebumps and her nipples, which were already hard, tightened even more. The sensation caused pleasure but with an edge of pain that made her release a soft moan. Her hands came up to brush back her hair again and froze in mid-air. What was that? Her ears seemed to twitch. She took a step out of the falls, raising her face to the night sky, her nose sniffing. Nothing. Her imagination had kicked into overtime waiting for Logan to show up. With a soft sigh of regret, she dove back into the pond, using slow, strong stroked until she was back on land. Considering where she was, the fact that her body was wet, she bent over and scooped up clothes and shoes and started back down the path to her cabin. The moonlight shifted through the trees, spotlighting her body at times, at others, created shadows. She listened to night forest. The cicadas and the frogs were especially talkative. The pine needles on the forest floor provided a soft carpet for her bare feet.

The soft glow of from the lights in the cabin greeted her just up ahead. She stopped long enough to brush her feet off before opening the door and stepping inside. Clothes were deposited. Shoes were set aside. Wine glass was refilled. She took it to bed with her. A thin nightgown covered her body as she sat up to read. She reached for the book on her nightstand. She had to chuckle at a conversation she and Logan had had before. The book was about wolves. Might as well educate herself while waiting for the hunter to track down his prey.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

He froze as he lay there watching her, the way her whole body froze up like she'd sensed something had put him on alert, his ears swiveling as the wolf listened to the forest around them but he sensed nothing, the animals knew he was there, they sensed him, and they would keep their distance even if they thought the gorgeous female before him was easy prey. His night vision allowing him a perfect view of her, and her ass as she turned, picked up her clothes and made her way back towards the cabin.

He followed her at a distance as she returned inside, he was biding his time, had planned to pounce her at the lake but her trepidation at the lake, he decided against it and guarded her, he would wait until she slept before he made his move.

It had been well into the night before he saw the lights get turned off, hearing her from outside the cabin as she moved about. Heard her heart rate settle and grow quiet, telling him she was asleep. He moved to the side door, ever so gently testing the handle he found it locked, with a irritated growl, but really, she knew he was coming, so he couldnt be mad, he shifted back to human form, kneeling beside the door, he pulled his knife from the small bag he'd brought and pulled out his knife. Within a few seconds he's jimmied the lock away from the door frame and silently pushed the door open. Shifting back to wolf he caught up the pack in his teethz. This form he would be dead silent as hw crossed the floor, his body growing heated as anticipation built within him.

He nudged the bedroom door open, shifting back silently, he pulled a pair of soft padded cuffs from his bag and licked his lips, then silently he closed the door and stood before itz. There ws no other exit unless she went out the windows, which he also closed and locked, buying him a few seconds. He could tell she had exhausted herself by how deep her breathing had been, and with the utmost care he gently raised her arms and cuffed her to the sturdy wooden headboard. Then laid beside her, his lips kissing her cheek, a grin on his face for when she woke up, if she did

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She had fallen asleep while reading. The book lay open on her lap. The swim in the pond had done wonders to relax her so she didn’t hear a thing. The deep fog of sleep rolled a little as the sound of cuffs, no matter how quiet, clicked closed around her wrists. That is what woke her. It took a moment for the fog to clear from her mind. She blinked and tried to reach up to rub her eyes and found she could not. She was handcuffed to the bed! That brought her awareness to a sharp focus. Tugging on her arms was instinctive. Hard on the heels of that came panic and the realization that she wasn’t alone. Turning her head, her green eyes met amber ones. The amber ones she knew so well. She tugged ineffectively at her arms.

“Logan! What the fuck? How did you get here so fast?”

Even though her voice held a growl, it also was laced with panic. It wasn’t a “I’m going to harm you.” type of panic, but more like a “what the hell are you going to do to me.” type of panic. One that was on a totally different level than the usual one that meant someone was going to get hurt. The man had an evil mind but the wolf inside him? The wolf was primal and it made her heart skip a few beats while her heart was pounding loudly in her chest. She stopped struggling and stared at him, wondering what was in store for her.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Logan! What the fuck? How did you get here so fast?”

A dark husky chuckle was her only answer for a moment, his fingers brushing the hair away from her face, his amber iris's glowing in the low light of the moon, he brushed her cheek, a low warm growl eminating from within his chest "i followed the gps tracker on the car" he stated, smirking his voice was a gravel rumble as he bent over her, cupping her cheek and brush a quick kiss across her lips incase she decided to try and bite him. Then his hand trailed down her body, throwing one leg over hers to keep her from rolling away from his touch he cupped her breast, calloused hands brushing over her nipples "you didnt really think youd be able to outrun me for long did you? Mate?" He said low, tweaking and teasing her nipples with his fingers till they were hard peddles against his finger, the smell of her heat perfuming the air

"3, hours" he stated, sitting up on the bed, only then did she see he was already naked as the moonlight glided across his skin ",3 hours. I lay in that cell, tied up, cock harder then steel, and my Mate, left. Me there, and ran...." he finished his hand gliding down her body, down her leg as he he walked to the end of the bed. And grabbed her ankle as he leaned down, pulling her leg to the edge, he quickly cuffed it to the footboard, as she tried to scramble he grabbed her other ankle and wrestled with her a moment before he cuffed thst ankle too. Leaving her spread open before himz his eyes shining in the low light, trailing up her form

"3, hours...." he growles again. A dangerous edge to that growl as he placed the bag she could now clearly see at the foot of the bed. And took something from it. "3" his lips trailed up her leg as he slid back onto the bed "Hours" he finished as he drew his tongue up the center of her body, before something cool and long slid into her body, and buzzed to life

 

[DarkWarrioress]

”But love,” she whined, “I made sure to take care of you. You weren’t hard when I made my escape.”

She tugged on her legs, trying to find some why to get them free. This was a side of Logan she had never seen. There was panic in her. She knew that whatever he had in store for her, would not hurt her physically, at least not more than she could take. No, the panic was for the unknown.

“But love… I needed time to make good my escape. A lot of good it did me. Damn GPS. I didn’t think you had them on company cars.”

Spread eagled on the bed without any clothing. She had never felt so vulnerable in her life. His eyes running over her body, one he knew as well as his own, sent a dangerously delicious shiver down her spine.

There was an edge to his growl that made the fine hairs on the back of her neck stand up. It was the Wolf and she swallowed hard. She knew how it got when the Wolf came out. She prayed Logan controlled him. Her eyes followed him.

“Oh god, Logan. Not that. Please. Baby, don’t.”

But he did. Her body arched off the bed as much as those cuffs would let her. Her body squeezed around the tool inside her as it continued to buzz, arousing her. With the amount of wine she had had, she was just relaxed enough to lower any inhibitions that she might have. Her body twisted in the bindings.

“Logan…please…oh god, oh god….Logan.”

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

He listened to her beg, listened to her explinations, but the glint im his eyes was all animal, nose flaring as her scent rose, her body squirming as the vibrator worked in and out of her slowly, methodically, he loved watching as her hips rode the small toy, mimicing how she'd rode his cock. He laid himself out beside her in the bed, his head at her hip, and he began kissing along her inner thighs, the vibrator kicking up one notch stronger as he dragged his tongue over her hip.

"I wonder how many times you can come before you pass out" he mutters absent-mindedly, not that he would push he quiet that far, he wasnt thst cruel but he had plans, a slow smirk teasing the edges of his lips as he licked at her, feeling her squirm and fight, pressing the toy deeper

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She beat her head back against the bed. Tossing and turning it as he pressed the toy deeper inside her. If she closed her eyes, she could almost imagine the motion mimicking his cock and that made her moan. She squirmed as his lips kissed across her inner thigh. Her leg shook as she tried again to free it.

"I wonder how many times you can come before you pass out"

Her head picked up and she stared at him incredulously and whispered roughly.

“You’re not serious, are you?”

He didn’t answer her, but that damn smirk on his lips spoke volumes. She yanked on her wrists and her legs.

“Logan! You wouldn’t, would you? Tell me dammit---”

He had pressed that damn vibrator deeper inside her. She fought her confinement to no avail. Her hips bucked up off the bed as if trying to loosen that vibrator and squeeze it out of her body.

She could feel the energy building inside her. The heat of her need growing. It was coming, her orgasm.

“Dammit, Wolf. Release me!”

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

He felt her body tighening, his eyes heated on her as her breathing picked up, the slightest smile curling the edges of his lips as he growled low. His free hand collared her throat, held her to the bed as he fucked the toy in and out of her body, the vibrations increasing another notch, he met her gaze, heat, lust. Love, and a wicked gleam that said he was far from done with her even after she came for him. "No, and yes, you left me wanting, mate" his voice barely above a growl as he took in thst sweet scent "then, you ran. You know better then to run from a wolf" he growled again, his hand squeezing her neck slightly "cum for me" was all he said

 

[DarkWarrioress]

“But baby, I didn’t leave you---” her words faltered as he collared her throat and held her down to the bed. He was fucking her with the vibrator at the same time. Her eyes turned toward his and held.

“Oh god, Logan,” she whispered as the toy turned up a notch, sending the vibrations through her like a rocket taking off into space. Her body became a wanting thing. It needed. It wanted.

“I….I…” she couldn’t get out the words but no matter, Wolf had his own agenda.

"Cum for me."

The rough gravelly pitch and power in his voice had sent a shiver of lust down her spine and ended up in the very core of her femininity. It was a command. It was His command. The vibrator was so deep in her body and sent
waves after waves of pleasure. She needed to cum, wanted to cum. His hand at her throat and the small bit of pressure he exerted there. Her body arched upward, straining against air. Her legs shook. Hell, her whole body shook.

“Logan.”

The force of her voice as she shattered for him was tremendous. Her eyes were glued to his. She saw the raw need in his. He saw in hers, who she belonged to. He was her glory and she had so much to learn from him and wasn’t afraid for him to see it, to know it.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

He watched her as she shattered for him, his grip against her neck gentled, his thumb stroking over her skin, feeling her rapid pulse, he pulled the toy from her body, switching off the vibration and setting the toy aside. His gaze never leaving her, he growled low, her scent heavy in the air, he was hard, steel hard for her, reaching for his pack he grabbed a large bottle of water and sat on the bed beside her, craddling her head with a loving hand, he said nothing, but the glow in his gaze told her how much he loved her as he held the water to her carefully, letting her take her time as she drank. he stroked his hand through her hair, brushing stray locks aside "you, are so fucking gorgeous my Mate" he said softly, before he set the half empty bottle aside, getting off the bed, his hand went to the bag, and he pulled out something, moving back to her he grinned "feeling better?" his voice had dropped again, lust heavy in his voice as he leaned up, slipping a blindfold over her eyes, leaning down so his breath washed over her skin

"comfortable?, good"

he said without even waiting for her answer. he did however adjust the pillow beneath her head, his hand lazily trailing down her body, stroking over her skin with a feathers light kiss, lightly tickling over her stomach, then his hand pulled away. something cool dribbled over her sex, and his hand slipped between her thighs, rubbing her lightly, cooling lube she would realize as her heated skin cooled, and he slipped another toy slowly between her legs, teasing the textured device up and down her lube slicked channel "found this interesting toy on line, Love sense? or something? allows me to use my phone, or a remote, to control the device" he slipped the cool device into her, then his hand returned to stroking her skin, trailing slowly down her right leg.

"since my mate decided to run from her wolf, i figured your feet could use some...........corrective.......action....." he stated, already she had begun to protest, but he just ignored her words, waiting for her to take breaths and cease cursing him before he continued talking, more then once thumbing the remote to silence her as the vibrator kicked on, then off, the scrape of a chair being pulled over his got comfortable at the foot of the bed, trailing a single finger down the sole of her right foot "ready for round two?" he chuckled darkly as he traced a finger up her left foot, as the finger on her right trailed along the undersides of her toes and down to the heel

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Oh, the blasted relief as he removed that toy from her body. She sagged with relief but was wary. This was her Wolf and he wasn’t done tormenting her by a long shot. Water? Oh yes, please. She found herself feeling depleted.

"you, are so fucking gorgeous my Mate”

There was a note in his compliment she should have recognized. Her eyes watched him.

"feeling better?"

Before she could even answer, everything went dark. Oh gods.

“Logan! What the fuck?! What are you up to now?”

She twisted, yanked and yanked and tried turning and yanked on her bindings and to only get nowhere. She felt his fingers on her skin, which left a trail of fire she thought had burned out. As they traveled over her stomach, those muscles contracted and she jerked on her bindings again. Then something cool touched her sex and she felt panc.

“Logan, what are you doing. Haven’t you tortured me enough, my love?”

Her tone was coaxing, but to no avail it seemed.

She felt something else slip between her legs and tease her body.

"found this interesting toy online, Love sense? or something? allows me to use my phone, or a remote, to control the device"

“Logan… no… not anot----”

She groaned as she felt something else slide in her slickened tunnel.

"since my mate decided to run from her wolf, i figured your feet could use some...........corrective.......action....."

“My feet…what? LOGAN. You wouldn’t…. Dammit, Wolf….”

She yanked on her bindings, making the bed posts shake but those bindings held. She growled deep in her throat.

“Oh…MY…FUCKING …..ARUGGGGH”

Her body bowed as he turned up the wicked device he slipped inside her. It started at her right foot. His finger. Tracing down to the sole of her foot and she tried to yank it out of his reach. Every time he ran a finger down either of her feet, she tried to jerk them away. Nope. Not happening.

"Ready for round two?"

Round two? Oh, bloody Hell. She was going to kill him. The next damn time she caught him…. He would rue this day. If he thought she was going to forget it? He had another thing coming. She loved him to a distraction. Their sex life… well… it was off the charts. He thought she could use some corrective action? He was going to die. Very slowly, snarling and yelling her name.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

His Mate was a fighter and he loved that about her. Even now, bound as she was, completely open to him, she fought like a wild cat. Her protests fell on deaf ears, but his smile remained throughout her tirade his hands stroking over her feet lightly, a feather light kiss of skin on skin. Reaching out with his foot he hooked the heavy sitting chair and dragged it over, the loud scrap of furniture moving her only sound from him as he sat down, reaching into his bag he pulled out a small bottle of warming massage lotion and applied a libral amount to his hands before he took her right foot into his grip. "Dont worry love, your wolf isnt completely cruel, you know ill take care of you" he said as his hands began to work, his thumbs working the outter edges of her foot as he began to massage her, fingers gentle yet firm as he saught out all the knots, hard circles appied to the ball of her foot, then walking down her sole and instep, taking his time, applying more lotion as his hands dried, his fingers stroking and caressing along the edge and back of her foot then moving up to her ankle, taking his time as the lotion warmed and softened her skin, her groan of appreciatation telling him he needed to spend more time doing this for her........later.......

he spent a good half hour on her right foot, making sure her muscles were completely relaxed, it would benefit him in the long run as he moved to her left foot, intermittantly he would lean down and place soft kisses along her toes as he worked the kinks out repeating the same patterns as he had with her right foot, her scent again rising thick in the air he chuckled low, "need to do this more often for you, youre so ,,,,,,,tense,,,,," he teased, feeling her feet completely at ease now from his massage, he grined, again he dragged a single finger down her foot with the gentlest of touch "so let me ask you my love...........are you ticklish?" he spoke as he began to swirl his finger under her toes and down her aches, down, then back up, wiggling back and forth along that soft instep of her feet, 1 finger on each foot, watching her reactions, any signs of twitching, sensitive spots to focus on later, as he scooted the chair closer to the footboard so he could get comfortable, the vibrator within her on a low intensity, intermittantly it would pulse, stop, pulse, then return to its normal buzz within her body

 

[DarkWarrioress]

So, she understood the concept of being bound and now unable to see. It took a bit of getting use to and if there was no faith or love, in this case, on behalf of the person that’s bound and incapable of seeing, this would be a frightening experience. For her? It tended to trigger off anger at first. What she didn’t like was him playing with her feet. Each and every time his fingers ran up and down the soles of her feet, she jerked. It was reaction to an action. Besides she ---- she stopped her thought process. Wolf was now able to communicate with her through their thoughts. So, if she said it… he would know.

Then he did something she found so damn good and relaxing. Whatever it was that he had shoved up inside her? Was set on low, thank the gods for small favors. He started to rub her feet and in turn, he turned her spine into goop. She could feel herself relax. Oh, it felt so damn good.

"so let me ask you my love...........are you ticklish?"

She opened her mouth to answer, her guard was at an all time low. Then she shut it quickly. Nope. No. Nada. She wasn’t telling him shit.

His finger…. It went ever so slowly. Ever so softly on the bottom of her feet. It took all the will power she had not to twitch. She heard a chair scrape on the floor.

Oh fucking god… what had he done to the power on the vibrator that had taken up residence next to her uterus? It pulsed. Stopped. Pulsed and return to the low vibrations. It was that damn pulse getting to her.

He was a damn monster. She hadn’t treated him like this when he was tied up on the Dungeon. Hell, she almost wished for the Dungeon at this moment, fully knowing the toys it contained.

He was definitely at the foot of the bed, playing with her feet and so far, nothing she couldn’t control by her will…but that damn vibrator inside her was stirring up something… and she wasn’t sure she was ready for it.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

his low husky chuckle broke the silence as she continued to jerk from his attentions, she was trying to ignore what he was doing, but she was having issues from the multiple sensations she was feeling, he got comfortable in the chair, one hand left her right foot for a moment as he retrieved something from his bag, a stiff eagle feather, twirling the quill between his fingers he traced the pointed tip down the sole of her foot, then back up, letting it lightly kiss along the undersides of her toes, while adding a second, then third finger to her left foot, a little more pressure as his fingers began to scratch lightly at her skin, he watched her body, the vibrator within her continuing its steady hum, but now the short pulses began to randomly change intensity and length, his eyes locked on that wet and quivering womanhood, the feather dancing from one foot to the other, 4 fingers now lightly tickling her left foot as the feather teased and kissed the undersides of her toes of her right, then switching, he was so hard for her he was begining to hurt, and he knew that when he eventually let her go he was going to have utter hell to pay, and honestly, he couldnt wait

"doing ok dear?" he teased, his voice light, but loaded with lust

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The blindness played hell with her imagination. He was only still for a few seconds she was sure but it felt like forever. Then she felt it. She jerked her foot, trying to get it away from whatever was tormenting the bottom of her foot.

“DAMMIT, LOGAN!” She shouted from the top of her lungs.

She never realized how sensitive the bottoms of her feet were. The sensations of his fingers and what was that other object he was using? A feather maybe? Oh hell no, he wasn’t…. he wouldn’t da---.

“Aaaaaa. Oh fuck. Stop. Please.”

With the vibrator still inside her and running, Logan’s attention to her feet and he was tickling --- she yanked on her leg bindings…. She was going to kill him.

“LOGAN, I SWEAR…. YOU’RE GOING TO LIVE TO REGRET THIS….. “

She was panting and yanking. No one had ever mad her so blasted mad before. She loved her mate to death and she was going to be the one to kill him.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

LOGAN, I SWEAR…. YOU’RE GOING TO LIVE TO REGRET THIS he chuckled as she fought like a banshee, he was impressed, usually anyone else would be a blubbering giggling mess, but his mate was stronger then anyone else, he decided since she wasn't going to laugh for him, he would have to change tactics. Rising from the chair he left her feet, crawling onto the bed he slowly began to kiss up her leg, grinning "shhhhhh, its ok baby, no need to get maddd" he teased, he settled his body between her thighs, kissing her lower stomach gently, he gripped the toy, slowly he pulled it free, then pressed it back into her, his lips trailing just above the entrance to her body, his breath hot against her skin "no need to get so upset my love, this is suppose to be fun" he teased her again, his voice a low growl filled with lust, he nuzzled his lips against her most sensitive flesh, kissing her clit before he used his fingers to spread her open to him, drawing his tongue up the length of her body, his arms shifting so he was using his shoulders to hold her thighs "you know i love you babe" he said, nipping her thigh, before he slowly dragged the length of the feather along the underside of her clit

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She got real quiet as she heard him move. The bed dipped under his weight. Was he getting on the bed with her? The answer was yes as she felt his lips moving up her leg. He stopped just at the entrance to her body. She could feel his breath on her skin.

"shhhhhh, its ok baby, no need to get mad."

His voice was teasing and loving. The weight of his body settled between her thighs and she moaned softly. She loved the feel of him on her. She adored his breath and kisses on her skin. She squirmed but now it was for a different reason. Her stomach muscles contracted as his lips made contact there and he popped that toy free of her body. She thought she was free of it, how wrong she was. For no sooner did he take it out, she pushed it back in.

“Logan, baby… aaaaaahhhh….”

Her body bowed toward his mouth. She felt him open her up and run his tongue along her entire length.

“Logan….”

This time his name came out as a harsh whisper of need. Her thighs quivered. Hell, her whole body quivered.

"You know i love you babe"

She did. He would die to protect her from harm. She would do the same for him. He could be annoying as hell but she would do anything for him.

Her body jumped from surprise as she felt something firm yet soft on the underside of her clit.

“What the he----”

Her sentence crashed on a whimper of pleasure.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

he chuckled as she jumped, his free hand idly rubbed her thigh, he continued to softly nuzzle and tease her body with his mouth, as the feather continued to stroke the length of it against her clit, every so often he would twirl the feather *between his fingers so it spun and stroked from base to the tip of the hard nub* "mmmmmm your scent is so sweet my mate, just relax and let me care for you" he cooed, his eyes traveling up her body, watching her as she struggled, watched her tense, her soft whimper making him shiver as well "arent feathers wonderful?" he said, his finger spreading her open just a little more, the feathers tip gliding down her folds, tickling her inner most area, before returning to her clit once more

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Every time the feather a more sensitive spot on her body or inner body it made her jump. It was a torturous thing but not in a bad way. Feathers usually made her ticklish. In this case, the way he was using it, made her wet as hell.

"Mmmmmm your scent is so sweet my mate, just relax and let me care for you.”

His low, husky, gravelly voice filled the room and turned her spine into mush. She wanted to yield. To surrender to him but something... maybe it was the newness of how he was "tormenting" her, but she couldn't. Her mind wouldn't let go.

“Feathers are…. Ahhhh… the devil’s toy,” she spat out even while succumbing to the temptation of it, her body giving a jolt as she felt its tip just barely flinting across her inner core.

“Logan…please….”

It wasn’t necessarily a plea for him to stop doing what he was doing, but he was driving her mad with need.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

Feathers are…. Ahhhh… the devil’s toy he chuckled lightly, her scent was heady, she was practically dripping, the feather was actually getting quiet useless the more wet it got and he was forced to have to set it aside. His eyes trailed up her body, watching her, she was flushed, from anger or arousal, or both, but there was a sheen of sweat to her skin that told him she was nearing her break point, he traced his tongue up the length of her slit, growling low as he circled her clit, his eyes heated as he looked up to her, Logan…please…. "cum for me baby" he said quietly as he worked his middle finger into her, stroking her slowly, curling his within within her in a "come here" gesture, tickling her inner walls as he sealed his lips around her clit and sucked on it, his tongue lashing it with quick hard strokes, a second finger slipping into her body, he needed her to cum, to relax. He knew she was pissed and that wasnt how he wanted her, he wanted her relaxed and enjoying his attentions, but she was as stubborn as he was, but she'd break first if he had to take all night. just the idea of what she was going to do in retaliation was enough to make him shiver as he fucked her with his hand and mouth

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Those four little words, spoken softly was enough to tip her over the edge but she just stubborn enough to not let it but dear god, he knew her body as well as his own. She felt his tongue lick up the middle of her femininity and it made her moan and had her gripping her bindings. His finger worked its way up inside her heat. It couldn't completely fill her void as his cock did and about then she felt another finger slide up inside her. Her body bowed off the bed then settled back down.

"Cum for me, baby"

Those little four words released her. Despite the fact she was still pissed at him, she couldn't forsake the magic they made together. His lips sucked on her clit, his fingers were fucking her and she felt herself going tight as her body once again arched off the bed. This time she exploded into a million pieces, she held tight to her bindings for a long moment as her body trembled and then went limp.

Her harsh breathing was between them. She knew he could smell her scent and she smelled his. He was aroused. Good. The damn loveable Beast.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

he crawled up her body as she struggled to breath, the heat in his eyes only intensified from watching her, tasting her, he settled between her thighs, where he belonged, a low dangerous growled "Mine" passing his lips, "mmmmmm, i think i like having you tied down, my mate, makes it so much more fun to tease, to please you" he rumbled, kissing the tops of her breasts, his cock nudging her entrance "comfortable My love?" he askes quietly, amusement lacing his voice, he could still feel that edge of her anger, maybe another 2 or 3 orgasms will help her settle, slowly he rolled his hips, teasing his cock through her folds, before he lodged his cock at her core and waited "Tell me what you want baby, tell me to fuck you, to mate you, rutt you, let me soothe that ache ive started" he whispers