💫Corrupt 💫[A Wattpad Creator's Novel]

32.Under the Half Moon💫

'At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.'- Plato

Logan carried his bride into the honeymoon suite at the Half Moon hotel in Montego Bay, Jamaica. She was still in her wedding dress, something blue, something borrowed, and something new. The dress was a tube top that clung to her waist and ballooned out. She was so beautiful. She was so lovely. Logan set her down on the bed and watched as she fussed to take off the dress.

"No, leave the dress on."

Logan commanded as he made his way to the mini bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He watched as she flustered about

"Why do you want me to leave the dress on?"

Autumn asked as Logan smiled amusingly.

"Have you ever heard of wedding dress sex?"

Logan asked as he watched her turn an interesting shade of pink.

"You have."

Logan chuckled amused. The wedding dress she had chosen was designed for the Victorian era and she felt more like a princess than a queen. It had a modern twist with a plunging neckline. It gave her an ear of purity and sweetness that made him want to do the most indecent things to her. Logan motioned her to the bed where his lips touched her neck ever so briefly. He watched as her emerald eyes darken slightly as she became aroused.

"Logan."

Autumn said softly as she began to give herself over to him completely.

"Autumn.."

Logan said as he deepened the kiss even further. The room was filled with the scent of cinnamon and cream, the way it had been when they first met. Is fracturable was telling him he needed to gather more information. He moved from her neck to the valley between her breasts, right where her dress stopped. If he was correct, Autumn was ovulating... She was very fertile. She was capable of caring for another child... His child. He wanted to have the opportunity of raising a child from birth. If he hadn't been so drunk the first night he met he would have noticed that she had been ovulating then too. Knowing that have stopped him from being with her, he seriously doubted that. At least, now he could be a father from the very beginning. He regretted that he didn't have the chance with Camille. He had missed the first 16 years of her life and that was Autumn's fault... As well as his.

"Have you changed your mind about wedding night sex?"

Autumn asked breaking his line of thought.

"No, but I don't have any condoms."

Logan said I see watched his wife blush. God, he had to get used to saying that, his wife. He had fantasized about this moment so much and now that it was happening he couldn't believe it was true. He watched as she blushed a very faint shade of pink.

"Oh... I see."

Autumn said as she felt rejected by Logan. All other times he had never once bothered with condoms, but now that they are legally married he wanted to use them. Was there a problem with her? Was it that he didn't trust her? Or was it himself he couldn't trust? Noticing the change in her demeanor Logan held her.

"You're ovulating."

Logan said finally as an explanation for his behavior. He loved her. He wanted to have as many babies as she wanted to. But it will have to be something that she wants, not something that was forced upon her. It had to be her choice. He knew that raising a child alone for 18 years could not have been easy on her.

"How do you know?"

Autumn asks curiously.

"One of the many benefits of being a werewolf, I have a very intense sense of smell. 100 times better than that of a dog. So I know... Coupled with the fact that I am an alpha, my sense of smell is through the roof."

Logan said as he watched and waited for the patient before her to make her decision.

"You won't leave me again, right Logan?"

Autumn asked as her emerald eyes widened and reminded Logan of pure gems that one could search the Earth for to find and never will.

"Never, not even if you want me to."

Logan reassured her as Autumn walked up to him.

"Then meet me a baby, Logan Grey."

Autumn said as Logan walked up to her.

"With pleasure Mrs. Autumn Grey."

Logan kissed her softly it reminded her of the beautiful butterflies touch. She was a wife... Logan's wife.

"Mine."

Logan said possessively... just like the first night.

"Yours."

Autumn watched him pull away for a minute and shrugged off his jacket, shirt, tie, pants, socks, and shoes. All in less than 10 seconds. He stood before her in all his male glory. Micheal Angelo had nothing on him. She realized that all she thought she knew about male beauty was nothing compared to him. He was perfection on his legs. He was perfectly toned and had muscled everywhere it counted. She watched as his d*ck who did push up at the sight of her. His d*ck hardened, and pre-cum glistened at the tip, as he pictured himself inside of her.

"Your turn Belle"

Logan said coarsely as he called her beautiful in French. Logan watched as she got up and turned towards him. He ran his fingers down the length of her dress, bringing the zip along with him. His hands pushed the dress down her shoulders as he watched it pull at her feet. He watched as she pushed the dress aside. She was everything he ever dreamed she could be except she was more and even better than you would have dreamed to remember. He wanted to tell her that he loved her. Wait, holy hell, he loved her, when? how? did it all happen? He had done the unthinkable, something he thought he was incapable of doing. He had fallen in love with his wife and mate, Autumn Grey. If he thought about it though, he had fallen in love with her a long time ago, it was just beginning to sink in. She stood before him and share Victoria's Secret bra and matching panties. He wanted to tear them off of her and tear her apart in the process. But he knew he couldn't do that as he would risk hurting her. He would have to take things slow, at the speed of a glacier. Picking her up he deposited her on the bed with such haste that she bounced twice as his muscles enclosed her. All thoughts and logic had gone out the window and he was reacting on pure instinct, lust, and need. With one swift tug, he tore these panties off her hips as he saw her emerald eyes widen in surprise. With his teeth, he tore her bra right down the middle and pushed each to the side. And there she was fully naked for him. She tried to cover herself as Logan laughed softly.

"That's so un-lupine"

Logan laughed as he moved her hands pin them to the bed. He eased her legs apart with one of his legs and held himself steady as he forces me into her. She stilled and tried to comprehend the means of emotion cursing through her. So that's what it means to be in love. Logan thought as he emptied himself inside of her.

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