Freya's Pov
As the pleasure built within him, Logan's hips began to buck against my mouth, his moans and groans growing louder and more desperate.
With one final, primal roar, he reached the crescendo of his ecstasy, flooding my throat with his essence as he shuddered and cried out my name.
I released him, my lips still tingling with the memory of his taste, a smirk on my face as I looked up at him.
Logan lay back on the bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he recovered from the intense release. He looked at me with an adoring smile, a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.
"Piccola, you are a goddess," he murmured, pulling me up to lay beside him.
I rested my head on his chest, my fingers tracing idle patterns on his skin as we basked in the post-coital bliss. "I'm j
