Page 50 of Oohs, Ahhhs, and Orbs

Before I could take in what was happening, Logan had me on my back with one knee pressed up against my chest. With a grunt that made my stomach flip in the best way possible, Logan proceeded to thrust into me, pumping his hips at a rapid pace. I could feel the pleasure build to a crescendo that I found myself scared of; it was so intense.

“Fuck. You feel so fucking good. I will never get enough of you.”

“Logan!” I cried out, digging my fingernails into his shoulders. “It’s too much!”

“No,” he snarled down into my face. “It’s not enough. Feel me, little witch. Feel what I do to you. Feel how much I love you.”

“Logan,” I sobbed, my heart unable to take the flood of emotions at his words.

“I would die for you. I will never let you go.”

“I love you, too!” I blurted, the words refusing to be held back. “I love you!” I screamed as the dam broke and the intense pleasure swept me away into an orgasm so powerful that stars burst in front of my eyes.

“That’s it, love. Take me. Take everything I am, because I’m yours. Always,” Logan growled. With his teeth bared, he thrust harder than ever before, and I could feel his cock growingimpossibly thicker inside of me. “My mate. Mine!” he roared. With those final words, he let go, his hot release throbbing inside me as it filled me to overflowing. Each pulse was like another electric shock, triggering a second orgasm nearly as intense as the first.

Panting and sweaty, Logan rolled us so we were lying on our sides facing each other. His hand held my leg firmly over his hip, keeping us locked firmly in place. He stared intently into my eyes, saying without words everything my heart needed to hear, and I cried.

Bursting into tears, I buried my face into his chest and wrapped my arms as tightly around him as I could. He’d done the impossible. He’d melted my heart and broken down every single wall I’d erected painstakingly over the years.

“I love you,” I choked out again. “I really do, Logan. I’m scared of how much I feel.”

“I know you do, little witch,” he said softly into my hair. “You always have. You just weren’t ready to admit it until now.”

He was right. He was always right.

“I haven’t told you something important, Logan,” I whispered.

I felt him stiffen slightly before tightening his arms as if he were afraid I was going to disappear. “What is it, Bridgette?”

I cleared my throat, but knew that there would be no better time than that moment. “There are words to say,” I paused, carefully thinking about what I was explaining. There was no going back once I told him. “Words that would bond us together, forever.”

Logan slowly loosened his hold, then slid out of me to sit up on the bed as I lay there, hardly daring to breathe. When I didn’t move to join him, he turned me, then lifted until I was sitting across his lap. He tenderly brushed the hair from my eyes andexamined my face carefully. “What words?” he finally asked, his voice husky and his eyes soft.

“They must not ever be taken lightly,” I began with a warning. “They are like a ritual, a vow. Much more serious than any wedding vows. Those can be broken.” I looked down, realizing what I’d said. Logan knew better than anyone what it was like to divorce.

I felt his fingertips brush the underside of my chin as he nudged my chin up gently. “What words, little witch?”

“They are binding words that will start the joining of our souls. It can never be undone. Some witches will take years before they finally say them...”

“Bridgette,” Logan demanded softly and waited until I looked back up at him. “Tell me what to say.”

My eyes swam with tears as I gazed at his handsome face. His gray eyes were so serious, so loving, I could feel my heart beating rapidly in my chest at how much emotion filled me, knowing that he wasn’t even remotely hesitating.

I lifted one hand and held it palm out and waited for him to do the same. I linked our fingers together as a symbol of the way our souls would soon be entwined. I recited the vows I had learned as a young child.

Yesterday,

Tomorrow,

Forever.

I vow to be yours

Until there is no moon.

Yesterday,

Tomorrow,

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