Logan's Desire (MF)

Desire, Oklahoma 18

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 63,028
1 Ratings (5.0)

[Siren Everlasting Classic: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Romantic Suspense, BDSM, MF, HEA]

Katherine Long had met Logan James years earlier and had fallen in love with him almost from the start. Logan, though, admitted to her that he was a Dominant and said she was too innocent for him. He feared that one day she would look at him with fear or disgust in her eyes.

Logan tried his best to stay away from Kat for months before finally admitting that she was the only woman for him, so he drove to Memphis with the intention of admitting his love for her. He got to the hospital just in time to watch Kat’s beloved grandmother die—and for Kat to fall apart.

When Logan takes her to Desire to build a life together, neither suspects that a coworker has hidden drugs in her car and that danger will follow.

Leah Brooke is a Siren-exclusive author.

Logan's Desire (MF)
1 Ratings (5.0)

Logan's Desire (MF)

Desire, Oklahoma 18

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 63,028
1 Ratings (5.0)
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The hole in her heart, which had begun with Logan’s rejection of her, had grown since her grandmother’s stroke until it had become excruciating.

It took everything out of her.

She’d never known it was possible to be so tired.

So empty inside.

Dropping her head onto the bed, she kept her grandmother’s hand clasped in hers and let herself sleep.

Logan found her that way, the relief at finally finding her so intense, he paused just inside the door to look at her.

He moved closer, the low music coming from a small speaker on the bed both calming and depressing as hell.

It sounded like the music played in funeral homes during a funeral.

Katherine, sitting in a chair, her head on her folded arms on the bed, faced away from him, but he could see clearly that she’d lost a good bit of weight.

Furious that she’d kept this from them, he leaned against the wall, taking in the plain, colorless room, the monitors and the tubes running in and out of the old, too-pale woman sleeping peacefully.

He watched them for almost an hour, straightening when the left side of Eleanor’s body began to twitch restlessly and several of the monitors started beeping.

Katherine jolted upright, looking over when several nurses burst through the door, her already too-pale face paling even more when she saw him. “What’s going on?”

Her grandmother suddenly stilled, and the nurse took Kat’s arm. “You need to move.”

The nurse nudged the chair out of the way, and as they worked on her grandmother, Logan went to Kat and gently pulled her aside.

She gasped. “What are you doing here? Go away!”

Stiffening against him, she tried to pull away, but Logan held firm, pressing his lips against her ear. “Stop fighting me.”

He turned her toward him, holding her against his chest and watched the nurses’ faces and the monitor that flat-lined.

Katherine jolted and turned, shaking her head. “No!”

Another nurse and a doctor came in and after listening to her grandmother’s chest, the doctor sighed and met Kathy’s gaze.

Releasing her so she could go to her grandmother’s side, Logan followed as the doctor kept his gaze on Kathy’s. “I’m sorry. She had another stroke. It was more than her body could handle.”

Watching Kat wrap her arms around her grandmother, her sobs racking her body, Logan felt his heart break.

Nodding to acknowledge the doctor, he went to stand behind Kat, running a hand up and down her back in an effort to soothe her and to let her know she was no longer alone.

She cried so hard he feared she would make herself sick before finally straightening, a shudder going through her.

Kathy felt a sense of disbelief, feeling a distance from her surroundings, as if she was watching the incredibly sad scene play out in a movie. A kind of blessed numbness settled over her and made it possible for her to allow Logan to help her into her cardigan and lead her out of the room.

Voices around her faded into the background, the words jumbling together and unrecognizable.

She knew Logan spoke to the nurses at the nurses’ station, his deep tone one she could never forget, but it took too much effort to decipher his words.

His voice, deep and soothing, was enough.

God, she’d missed him.

She shivered, cold everywhere except the hand he held in his.

She went where he guided her, which allowed her to stop thinking altogether.

Logan led her to his car, the arm around her firm, warm, and solid. He paused at the passenger door, drawing her against him. “I’m here for you, baby. You’re not alone. Just lean on me. I’ll help you get through this.”

Pressing her face against his shoulder, she breathed him in, tears filling her eyes and spilling over. “She’s gone, Logan. I wanted her to get better. I didn’t want to believe…”

“I know, love.” He ran his hands up and down her back, his lips pressing against her hair. “I know how much she meant to you. Let me get you home.”

“I don’t have a home anymore.” The reality of it hit her hard. She got into the passenger seat, unmoving as he fastened her seat belt and closed the door again.

Staring out the window, she leaned her head back, still reeling with her grandmother’s death and Logan’s sudden appearance. She’d loved him for years, loved him so much that when he told her that things wouldn’t work out between them, it broke her heart.

Even now, when nothing else seemed to get through the fog surrounding her, her feelings for him did.

For him to show up so suddenly, just when she needed him most, was both a blessing and torture. Leaning on him gave her the comfort and strength she needed, but she knew it was temporary and her heart would break all over again when he left.

He would leave, and the loneliness would become unbearable.

“You shouldn’t have come. Why did you have to come?”

Reaching across, he took her hand in his. “If I’d known what was going on, I would have been here sooner.”

Too numb for embarrassment, she continued to stare out the side window. “I need you to go. I need to get over you.”

Logan stopped at a red light and turned her face to his, the warm firmness of his fingertips on her chin causing butterflies in her belly. “I can’t get over you, so why would I allow you to get over me?”




“I’ll give you a lot of latitude, Kat, but I won’t tolerate you telling me what I can and can’t do when I’m dominating you. We went over the parameters of this, and you assured me that it was perfectly clear that the only way you could stop me from doing what I want to do is by using your safe word. So you can bitch all you want, but you’re getting a dildo up your ass. I have a small one out, but I can certainly restrain you again and get a larger one.”

Irritated that she couldn’t stop her bottom from clenching under his touch, she fisted her hands tighter in the bedding and snapped at him. “You’re going to be a real bastard with this, aren’t you?”

Another slap landed on her ass, followed quickly by another. “Indeed I am. More so when you’re behaving like a brat. Let’s see just how bratty you are when your ass is full.”

Kathy couldn’t explain her need to challenge him, but his reaction to it added an edge to her arousal.

She heard the sound of the bottle being opened and snapped shut, every muscle in her body tightening with anticipation.

Struggling to slow her breathing, she pressed her legs against his, sucking in another breath at the feel of something hard and cold pressed against her bottom hole. “Oh God!”

“Easy. It’s small enough that it won’t hurt, but it’s gonna feel strange.”

Shivers raced through her as it slid into her, the feel of something in such an intimate place mind numbing.

“That’s it. Damn, that’s pretty.”

Kathy assumed he said that to make her even more aware that he watched while sliding the hard dildo in and out of her bottom, but she didn’t need the reminder. “It’s cold.”

“Your body will warm it.”

It was inside her!

With her hips lifted and her legs spread, she had no way to close against it, but she couldn’t stop clenching on it.

She felt invaded, vulnerable in a way that was primal.

She couldn’t control when he moved the dildo in and out of her.

She couldn’t control how fast he moved it or how deeply it went into her.

As if knowing her vulnerability and how it affected her, Logan nudged her leg, allowing her to close them and slowly stretched out next to her. “Look at me.”

Embarrassed that her body began to respond to having the dildo stroking into her, she turned her head to look at him, her face burning.

Bending, he touched his lips to her temple and searched her features. “This is mine now. You gave it to me. One day, very soon, I’m going to take your ass. It’s gonna be so tight it’s gonna drive me insane. It’s gonna burn for you. Your ass is gonna stretch to accommodate my cock in a way that’s gonna stun you. You won’t be able to push it out or close against it. Any attempt to do so will only make it feel bigger inside you and allow me to go deeper.”

Fisting a hand on his shirt, Kathy leaned into him. “It feels so strange. So sexual.”

“It is.” He leaned back and looked down at her again with a smile. “You’re okay. Now behave so I can watch your ass take this dildo.”



“When are you going to take me there?”

“When you’re ready.”

Kathy moaned when he sat up and, sitting near her hip, parted and lifted her bottom cheeks and stroked the dildo in and out of her even faster. “Oh God!”

“You’re taking this well. It’ll be the last time I use something so small for you.”

“I thought you didn’t have any toys.”

“I didn’t. I went out and bought all new ones just for you.” Chuckling, he changed the angle of his thrusts, causing her to cry out again. “I had a great time imagining your reaction to each and every one of them.”

Pressing her face against the bedding, Kathy fought to come to terms with the fact that his too-intimate ministrations created a dark hunger inside her, one that had her struggling to adapt.

Logan rubbed her ass. “That’s a good girl. Keep lifting into it. Let’s go a little deeper.”

She hadn’t even been aware that she lifted into his thrust, but as he went deeper, her toes curled, desperate cries pouring from her as she fought not to come.

She couldn’t come this way!

“No. No. No.”

“Yes.” Logan rubbed her bottom and continued his thrusts. “Come for me.”

“I can’t! Not like this! It’s so…erotic.”

“Indeed it is. And there’ll be more. Come.”

A cry of bliss ripped from her as her ass tightened on the dildo and she went over in a shower of sparks and heat that unbelievably centered on her ass.

The shock of it kept her still long enough for Logan to roll on a condom and lift her again, this time plunging his cock into her drenched pussy.

He took her harder than he had before, demonstrating just how much he’d held back from her.

Riding on the remnants of her last orgasm, she quickly found herself in the grip of another orgasm.

She couldn’t think.

Everything became sensations layering over one another until she couldn’t tell them apart.

Trembling helplessly, she continued to cry out, a deep moan escaping when Logan thrust deep, a low groan escaping from somewhere deep in his chest as he wrapped an arm around her from behind and leaned over, pulling her against him. “That’s it. That’s my baby. I’ve got you.”

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