Logan's POV.
The first night with my mate had been amazing more than I'd imagined or heard. I couldn't let her slip away from my personal space, nor was I able to keep my lips off of her.
Sadly, Rain was not in the least aware of that moment of complete intimacy because she was s*x-drunk.
I watched her doze beautifully, my scent on her undoing me. My father had told me what rutting with a mate felt like back when he was alive.
"Son, rutting is the best feeling in the world. It offers otherworldly satisfaction knowing that woman alone belonged to you and no one else." "You wouldn't want to keep your hands off of your mate because every time she's within reach, you'd be reminded of how pleasant your scent is on her. How well her feminine parts take you." "You'd be reminded she
