OLIVIA
Oh my god.
Alpha Logan was kissing me and, after a while, carried me from the gym to his room. He never once
tried to touch me inappropriately. But I loved the feeling of his hands on my naked waist, and it
made me moan.
I knew I should leave and get ready to sleep, but it felt so good being here.
"Alp. Uh, Logan. I, I need to go shower. I smell of sweat.” I stammered. And blushed.
"Shower with me? Then sleep here next to me. It is not just your wolf being calmer. I won''t do
anything, I promise. One word, and I will do whatever you say.” He whispered into my ear, making
me shiver in a delicious way.
The thought of being in the shower naked, together with Logan, made me turn all warm. Get
yourself together, I said to myself. I had to calm down before my arousal came. I look at him and
nod.
He stands up and helps me up, then he gently grabs the hem of my oversized t-shirt and lifts it over
my head. He drops it to the floor and just looks me in the eyes when I feel his hands push my shorts
down over my ass, so they fall to the floor. Now I am just standing in my panties and sports bra. He
looks at me as if he could eat me. Then she kisses me before lifting me up and carrying me to his
bathroom.
He put me down and smiles at me, and turn around, so his back face me. Then he let his pants and
boxers fall to the floor, before stepping into the shower and turning on the water. I know he is just
trying to be respectful, not looking at me undressingpletely.
I zip open the zip in front of my sports bra and drop it to the floor. Then I take off my panties,
leaving mepletely naked. I take a calming breath and step into Logan in the shower. He is
facing away from me, without a doubt, trying to show me I can trust him. I know he noticed me
coming into the shower.
“You can use anything in here.” He tells me.
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“Can I turn around? I promise I won''t look.” He asks.
"Yes," I say, still whispering, and he slowly turns around.
Logan is about 10 feet taller than me, so I get a good look at his muscr chest before a hand lifts
my head up to look at him. He looks me in the eyes and smiles before bending down and giving me
a soft kiss. He takes my hands and ces them on his chest.
“I do not mind, you can touch me all you want.” He says softly against my lips. And I slowly move
my hands feeling his muscles and the 8pack he has when going down. My hands softly feel and
knead the muscles on his chest.
I look up and see that his eyes are closed, as If he is rxed, and like that, I touch him. I reach over
for his body soap and press some in my hands, before gently running them over him, covering his
chest and stomach in soap. Then tell him to turn around, and he does I admire his tattoo, looks like
a wolf that goes to stand up like a lycan would do when they still existed. I soap in his back, tracing
the muscles there and stopping just above his ass.
I let him know he can turn again, and he does, still keeping his eyes on my face. He quickly soaps in
rest of himself before stepping back under the water, letting it wash away the soap. Then he grabs
my hands and pulls me close before kissing me.
“Thank you.” He says, smiling.
“You are wee,” I answer softly, trying to keep my own body in control because it is hard not to
get turned on standing here with him. I think he noticed me struggling because he smiles and
kissed me again.
“Do you want me to wash you?” He asks, looking into my eyes. I close my eyes and shyly nod my
head. Because the truth is, I wonder how it would feel, feeling his hands on me.
“Look at me, Liv.” He whispers against my lips, and I do as he says. After searching my eyes, he must
decide I meant it because he takes the soap and take some in his hands and tell me to turn around.
He starts by the back of my neck and shoulders, gently massaging me with his big hands. He slowly
goes down my back paying extra attention to every muscle on his way down. But unlike me, he
doesn''t stop by my ass but massages it as well.
When he is done, he softly turns me around. Putting more soap in his hands and starts by my
shoulders, going down my arms to my hands. Then he put his hands on my stomach, again taking
his time massaging my muscles. Then his hand slowly work their way up until his hands are cupping
my breasts. I can feel my nipples go hard, but he never goes to try to touch or tease them.
When he is done with my upper body, he kisses me before squatting to his knees and putting more
soap in his hands. Then he begins to soap my legs while massaging the muscles there. His eyes are
locked with mine, and his hand never goes high enough to touch me between my legs. But now I
have lost the battle against my arousal. He stands up, captures my lips with his, and kisses me
harder this time.
“I can smell you, beautiful.” He whispers, making me blush and try to hide my face, but he won''t let
me do that.
“Don''t hide, Liv. It''s a natural reaction.” He tells me, making me look at him. I swallow hard and can
almost feel my arousal run down my thighs. He kisses me long and passionately, then kisses my ear.
“Want me to take care of you?” He whispers, and I swallow again. The thought of him touching me
down there has my body react even more. When I don''t say anything, he smiles at me, kissing me
again.
“I want to hear you say it, Liv. Otherwise, I won''t touch you.” He says.
“I... 1 am a virgin.” I whisper, not sure why I tell him this.
“I know, I can smell it. And I am not going to change that. I just want to make youe, so you can
sleep more rxed.” He says as if he is giving me a promise.
"Okay. You can touch me.” I whisper.
He takes the showerhead and washes off the soap from my body. First in front, then he makes me
turn as he does the same on my back. When he is done, I try to turn again, but he stops me.
“Don''t move. Stay like this.”