Logan-POV
“Lindsay said you wouldn’t hurt me. Do you want to hurt me, Logan?”
I hissed, and nearly dropped her plate as my fangs sank into my bottom lip. My tongue shot out, swiping over the punctures, collecting the droplets of blood before they trickled down my chin. I winced at the slight sting as my saliva sealed the tiny holes, but the pain only fed my desires.
“Was she mistaken, Logan?”
My name leaving her lips was like an aphrodisiac to my d**k, and it throbbed hard, like it had a f*****g heartbeat of its own. My erection had grown stiff, becoming painful against my zipper, and I shifted from one foot to the other, trying to relieve the pressure.
“Are you still there?” She called, her voice slightly raised with a hint of worry.
“No, never,” I finally answered, declaring the wo
