Second Chances by Clare Atling Read Free Book Online

virginity. She
was so tight around him that he was worried she might snap him in half. He
almost blew his load, right there and then, when he felt her wiggle her arse in
his hands, forcing more of his cock inside her.
    Then he felt the slight sting of pain before he realised Callie
was biting into his shoulder. She was marking him as hers, but he didn't care
at this moment. He did belong to her and her to him. The pain subsided and, in
its place, an intense pleasure coursed through his system. He knew he should
take her slowly this first time, but his wolf wanted to pound her till he broke
the tiles on the wall. As a wolf, Callie would heal faster and could take some
of the pain he was surely inflicting by being so rough. He clutched at her
backside and held her tightly against him whilst he rode her fast. Her muscles
were squeezing him so tightly that he knew he wouldn’t last long, but before he
could hold himself in check he felt Callie release her bite as she screamed out
loudly. A hot, warm gush surrounded him as his balls drew up and he shot his
seed into her.
    They were both pressed hard against each other, their
breathing hard and fast, but Callie didn't want to break the moment with Logan
by moving. She could feel him softening inside her as he released his hold on
her, but she couldn’t hide the wince of pain as he slipped free. Logan was
looking down at her and was tenderly rubbing his thumb across her cheek.
    ‘I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean it to be so rough.’ He was
looking worried now as they both glanced down towards the blood on Callie’s
thighs. ‘Fuck, Callie. Shit, baby, I'm so sorry. I was too rough.’
    Callie placed a finger to his lips to stop his worried rant.
‘No, Logan,’ she replied, ‘it was perfect. In fact, I think I was too rough
with you . I bit you hard.’ She moved her fingers across her mark and
smiled down at it, but when she looked at his face again she saw panic in his
eyes.
    ‘Wash up, Callie, and get clean,’ he said urgently. ‘The
guys will be here soon and I don't want them to think I took advantage of you.’
With that, he was out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist as he
stormed into the bedroom.
    Callie just stood there, wondering what she had said to make
him suddenly react so sharply. Shit, did he not enjoy it? But then, she could
feel his enjoyment still spilling down her thighs. She decided to wash the
remains of it away and get dressed. She would feel better facing him with
clothes on – well, at least a towel, as she really didn't want to put back on
those dirty rags from her day in the forest with Logan.
    When she had dried herself, she walked into the bedroom to
find Logan sitting with his back to her, wearing just his jeans.
    ‘Logan, did I do something wrong?’ She knew from his tight
shoulders that she wasn’t going to like his answer.
    ‘Callie, I'm sorry. I shouldn’t have done that to you. I'm
sorry. It...’ But before he could finish, Callie had marched in front of him.
    ‘You son of a bitch! Damn right you shouldn’t have done it. God,
I'm so stupid. Regret. That’s why you fucked me and walked out. You regret
fucking me up against the wall of this seedy motel whilst we wait for your
family.’ Callie was fuming now. ‘All day you’ve been nice to me, spoken to me
and even acted like you cared. Now what, Logan? I was just something to do till
help arrived?’ Logan sat looking at her, not saying a word. She couldn’t
believe he was about to take back everything they had just done because he
wasn’t ready. Then it hit her. She had bitten him. That was what set him off in
the shower. She had marked him for all to see and, as his mate, the mark would
never heal.
    Logan clenched his fist in anger. ‘Firstly, you weren’t just
something to do to pass the time, as you put it. I was caught up in the moment
and it just happened. I'm sorry about how it happened and your first time
should have been something special, but I