??The Alpha’s Luna Is A sëx Freak ??
Solely penned by ✍️
? Author Kelvin Iwuchukwu ??
Strictly 18+ ??
Chapter 16
Logan opened the bedroom door and walked in. He held it open, waiting for Orla to join him but she paused outside and smiled at him.
“What’s wrong?” He asked with a smirk. “Come in,” he instructed.
She waved her head in refusal like a kid. “Nope, I don’t want to sleep on the same bed as you, and I like your sister’s room better,” she replied and pouted.
Logan chuckled. “Fine, you should suit yourself,” he said with a smile and pointed towards the right; that was where the other room was situated.
“Yes, I will,” she blurted and flung her red hair at him. She was aiming for his face but the distance was far so it didn’t get to him.
Logan stood there and watched her walk away, he laughed softly and waved his head, then he had the door closed and walked to his bed.
He sat on it and began to reminisce on how she fell into his arms earlier today looking hot and sëxy. He h@tëd that other men were staring at her but he didn’t want her to see him as an obsessed possessive junkie, so he had to play cool and ignore.
He began to fascinate on having his mark placed on her neck. Once he claimed her, then he wouldn’t have anything to worry about.
Logan couldn’t tell why he had such strong feelings for her, this was more than just the Mate pull and he could feel it, he craved her!! The last time he craved a woman so badly was years ago, and there has not been any since then.
Logan walked to his wardrobe and opened it, he brought out a set of pajamas and began to unbutton his clothes. He had not even changed out of his work clothes, he was so excited with Orla’s presence in his house that the thought of that escaped his mind.
Logan pulled off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants as well, letting it drop to the floor. Just then, the door opened and Orla walked in.
“Oh my god, I swear I didn’t see anything!” She yelled and turned her back to him immediately.
Logan chuckled and stepped out from his trousers. He picked it up and tossed it into the laundry basket not far from the wardrobe.
“Stop being dramatic, Orla… it’s not like you have not seen it all already. What more is there for you to see?” He teased and walked slowly to her.
Orla didn’t move from the position she was standing, she just had her eyes closed with her palms like a baby. She could feel Logan close to her from behind but she had no idea what he was doing till he hugged her from the back.
He curled his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She could feel his chest against her back and his hairy legs against her smooth legs; he was very close to her physically.
“Um… Logan, what are you doing?” She asked softly.
She felt him kiss her on the neck from behind and she Mõ@ned. Of course, she was easily aroused let alone in the hands of her mate, her Alpha!!
“I thought you wanted to sleep in a different room from me? What happened now? Why did you come running back?” He asked softly, his lips against her ear lobes, making her shiver.
Wh@tëver he was doing to her, it was tormenting and he was really good at it. He nibbles on her earlobes gently and her body shudders in want, it responded to his actions.
She gulped hard when she felt the bulge between his legs press against her @$$. “Yes, but I… but I…” she stuttered, trying to stay focused. It was difficult to not lose attention with what he was doing to her.
“Yes, my Irish queen… what happened?”
Orla closed her eyes immediately, she took a deep breath in and exhaled, then she groaned and forced herself to turn around.
“Fuçk you!” She cursed and hit him hard on the chest. Logan chuckled and stepped backwards; he was wearing just an underwear.
“That’s not fair, you can torture me like that,” Orla confessed amidst grumble.
“Torture? When did I do that?” He asked with a smirk.
She scoffed and rolled her eyes at him. “Anyway, I can’t stay alone in that big room, it’s cold and scary… gives me the creeps,” she complained while stylishly staring at his bare chest.
“Okay, so what now?” Logan asked while smiling.
“Well, now goodnight,” she replied and went straight to his bed. She climbed on it, pushed his pajamas to the side and covered herself with the blanket.
Logan chuckled and walked back to the bed, he picked the top and lower pajamas and put them on, then he also slid into the bed.
He tried to cuddle her from behind but she pushed him off. “Leave me alone, you are a bad man,” she whined like a baby.
Logan couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Fine, wh@tëver you say, sweet dreams.” He said and kissed her on the forehead.
“There are no butterflies in the wonderland,” she replied sarcastically and he smiled.
Logan turned his back to her as well, he faced the left while she faced the right. He knew she was just kidding but he decided to play along as well, he would do anything to make this lady happy because the goddess had chosen her for him.
Orla lay quietly under the blanket, she was unable to sleep. How could she sleep when the image of Logan’s broad chest was all that she could see in her head, the more she fought it, the more it grew stronger.
This was the problem about her cravings, it was not only physical but psychological. At times, she would not really be feeling horny but all she hears in her head is do something nasty.
The urge to do something sëxual keeps tormenting her until she eventually gives in. That feeling was back right now and she couldn’t fight it.
She tried to push the image to the back of her mind but next, she imagined herself sucking Logan’s ÇOçk.
“Fuçk,” she cursed silently and pressed her head to the pillow. It was really frustrating; her mind had taken control of itself and showed her wh@tëver it wanted to.
She knew the only way this was going to end, she would only be free after she 0rg@zms. She groaned in psychological pain and slowly turned around to face Logan.
She could hear him snore quietly; he had fallen asleep already. She pulled down the blanket from her body slowly and sat up, staring at him.
She bit her lips slowly and sighed, then she relaxed her head on the head foam of the bed frame. She was tempted to touch him, she wanted to kiss his neck and his N?pplës, she felt Luke caressing his chest and pulling closer to him.
His body was a torment for her even now that he was asleep. Those short beards , she was being tempted to trail her fingers down them.
After so much struggle, she overcame the temptation and forced herself to sleep. That was one lucky night, but what about the following ones? What happens when she can’t eventually fight her cravings and the truth about her is exposed?!
To be continued!!
