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I planted my lips firmly onto Logan's and felt his hands grab onto my hips. With that he pushed me off of him and twirled me around so that I was facing the wall.
His rock hard chest slammed into my back and I coughed out what sounded like a moan, making him groan in my neck.
His right arm was extended above my head, and was straight. His left hand was resting against my hip, his grip tightened suddenly - sending a jolt through my body, making a high pitch sound escape my lips.
My wolf cried out to her mate. She wanted him to save her from this.. This perfect pleasure. What is her problem!?
'Stop, he's good for us..' I tried to convince her to give into this feeling of pure ecstasy. She growled at me in disgust and howled loudly.
Logan spun me around so that I was facing him. He pressed his lips against mine and my whole body tensed.
It wasn't the good kind of tense, and I knew that it would never be. My wolf was getting involved. I rolled my eyes internally and shunned her, 'Really? Is this necessary?' She growled and I could feel her give up. Her mate was probably all over some other girl, too busy to hear us.
Us?
No, I don't want him so save me. 'Stop that. You want him, not me!' My voice was firm.
Just then Logan's hand slid down my leg and back up my thigh, lifting my dress slightly.
I inhaled suddenly at the cold feeling of his hand on my skin.
No tingles, No nothing. I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't just sleep with anyone. It doesn't feel right. Even kissing him feels wrong.
Just then my wolf jumped up and her ears perked. 'What? What's wrong?' I asked her, fading away from Logan.
I was brought back to reality by the sound of Kamron's voice.
"Get the fuck away from her!" He was fuming as he left the club and his fist were balled.
I felt a sudden sense of relief flash over me. Relief that he wanted me and cared for me.
Logan's lips tore from mine and I let out a small sigh, causing him to smirk. My hands still gripping onto his t-shirt at his sides.
Logan laughed and stood up straight, both his hands on my hips now. He had a playful glint in his eyes and I could feel my eyes widen in fear.
'Get the away from him.' Kamron ordered.
I fumed and I snapped! How the hell can he just come out here and order me around as if I'm his!
'You are mine!' He growled angrily and I couldn't help but roll my eyes and laugh out loud. This 'mates thought hearing' thing is not working for me.
Logan snapped his head towards me, and I moved out from behind him.
"What's so funny!?" Kamron barked outloud, catching me off guard.
"All you've been to me, is a jerk! But all of a sudden, I'm yours?!" Sarcasm was dripping from my voice at the end of my sentence. "You really think that an 'I'm sorry,' will give me back those 2 years? Will fill in the gaps you left? We were best friends Kamron, inseparable.. Remember?" My voice became soft and a look of pain crossed his face. His fists un-clenched and his posture looked deflated.
"Ooh. Tension." Logan said softly, and I shot him a death glare.
"Please come with me?" Kamron said softly. He sounded so down.. It broke me..
