Desire with no chains

" A wonderful description of werewolf genocide"
" A manhunt sounds nice compared to what was done to these people they were burnt at the stake the rest of them were dismembered " Emily muttered
" A horrible way to die" Aspen muttered looking through another book
" It mentions four brothers Fynian, Teninis, Casper, and Brennan, they ruled each cardinal point and they seemed to be powerful, no one knew where they came from there were speculations of course but nothing concrete. And then two brothers died "
All those memories filled his brain like an avalanche that would not stop even though it was pressed back. He wanted out of his brain but he wasn't sure how to go about it at all.
He was a little too disoriented to sleep all that information from earlier that evening still churning in his brain all he wanted to do was – well he was sure what he wanted to do, and maybe choosing this room had been a bad idea. He could hear Emily breathing, she was doing her best to sleep so he did not want to disturb her but sleep was not finding him and it did not seem to be finding her either. He did what was best and got out of bed, she did not move or say a word and he was not sure if he considered that to be a good thing.
He walked out of the room and bumped into Bruce in the hallway, he looked behind him brows raised when he did not see any evidence of someone
" What's wrong" he asked, he looked worried and stressed out, his room door opened which was weird because from what he had seen he and Aspen seemed to get along just fine
" Is something wrong?" Bruce asked which was an avoidance tactic if he ever saw one. He smiled
" Rough night then" he huffed and Bruce let out a sigh
" You have no idea"
" Do you want us to find some drinks?" he asked
" But you can't drink" his friend huffed and he laughed
" Doesn't matter since he wants to fall asleep"
"Let's do it then " he muttered, they strode across the hall to the front desk. The attendant was dozing and waking her did not seem to be the right course of action, they found a bottle of whiskey in the hall cabinets and Bruce reached for it, and the attendant grumbled shaking as if she was about to wake up, they paused stiff waiting for her to settle, once she did, he reached for it and grabbed it and a glass. They escaped the room struggling to hold their laughter when she snored loudly.
They walked to the back of the courtyard, the sky was mostly dark with only a few stars in sight and he was a little nostalgic. The full moon would be up in a few days. He could feel the call to his wolf almost too strong for his liking. He took a swig from the bottle wincing at the sting and handed it to Bruce who took a long gulp before lying down on the stairs
" That's bad huh" he asked and got a small sigh
" Mostly, he just wants to forget"
" Is it Aspen?" he asked, the relationship between those two has been contentious. He could not understand it or maybe he just did not understand it, the trappings of life or relationships he had only felt that sort of attachment once before and it had been fleeting, to say the least.
" She said she doesn't love me" he replied, Logan did not know what to say to that so he took a swig of the drink again and then paused
" I am not sure what to say " he muttered and Bruce sighed
" You don't need to say anything, just listen" he huffed and lay still ready to listen
" I will" he urged
" I love her and the fact that she cannot love me back is almost as painful as the thought of giving her up"
" But I guess that is what love is, giving up," he said hiccupping
" You should forget about Faith, I think that Emily could be a nice change for you, she likes you and maybe that should be enough," he said softly
" But that would be doing to her what Aspen is doing to you" He laughed looking to the ceiling and then back to Logan
" I guess you're right" he muttered, they shared the last sip of the drier
" We really should go to bed " he muttered and Bruce sighed
" We should huh"
" Yep, early start tomorrow" he replied, they stood from the ground, and he stumbled, he was not one for drinking, they walked back to their room stumbling to one side trying not to laugh as they fell to the ground almost countless times that it was funny
" Goodnight" he muttered and Bruce waved at him,
" Same to you"
He pushed open the door and stilled trying not to make a sound, he stayed there trying to clear his head but he couldn't, Emily's scent filled his nostrils making him feel wired. She was not asleep he could feel the tension that sparked in the room the moment he walked in, it was unbelievable, he wanted to mark her, take her in my arms, and put my mark on her both physically and mentally but it was not easy just doing it.
He was not aware she was near him until he had her hand in his hands, he looked into her eyes a soft blue that seemed to hold him in its grip, she gulped and he did as well. He should not be doing this, he should stop this now but he couldn't.
Her words from earlier whispered in his ears
" I want to be the best. I don't just want good. You are the alpha which means you are the best and I want the best. "
And while he knew that she had not meant those words that way, he wanted to show her that he was the best. It was dumb and stupid but Logan Axel the big bad wolf wanted to take her against the wall so badly he trembled with the want of it.
Drinking that alcohol had been a bad idea!
She sat up from bed looking at him with dark eyes, so deep blue they were almost black, she stared at him worriedly
" Logan are you ok" she asked standing up, he could not speak his tongue too heavy for his mouth.
" Logan " she muttered, coming to stand next to him
" Logan are you ok" she asked and he gulped looking down at her and the sheer nightgown she had on.
Logan took his hands to her shirt, she stilled but didn't make a move to stop him, pulling them off, she sighed leaning into him, kissing him back
" We should not be doing this" she gulped but he kissed her deeply pressing her against the door and kissed her again.
He watched Emily unable to believe his luck, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. Her pale skin glittered in the fluorescent light, her hair a soft brown falling down her back, content to just watch her for the moment. He went on with the act and Emily didn't stop him but she was rather filled with the satisfaction.
He wanted her so much, needed her, he kissed her neck tempted to bite at her but he stopped when she pulled back, his head clearing for a minute. He could not mark her that was not acceptable. Even in his drunk state, he knew a bad idea when he saw one
" Logan please, I need—" she urged drawing closer to him, he kissed her harshly as her hands reached for his shirt, lifting it up and over his head, he reached to help her pulling it swiftly and tossing it somewhere, then tugging his zipper down and pulling it off.
He crowded her against the door and, took her mouth in another kiss, he loved kissing her, she tasted warm, like vanilla with a hint of the strawberry pie they'd had earlier.
He could feel his wolf reaching out to her to grab at her, it called mate over and over again.
The echo almost deafening in its repetition and compulsion.
They went on without any of them stoping one another as they both enjoy the ride of the moment.
Pleasure built at the base of his spine urging him deeper into, her.
" yes Logan yes" she cried out her climax washing over her causing her to spasm around him, he pressed her against the door and increased his pace, she moaned, he followed after her groaning in relief from the journey of ecstasy they had just went on.
They were a sweaty mess but he lifted her into his arms and walked to the room then lowered her into the bed, and went in after her and she heaved breathing deeply
" That was very good " he murmured, kissing her neck. She stilled and then pushed him away.
" What's wrong" he asked and she hissed
" I think you need to sleep in the other room" she mumbled and he froze. She could not be serious, he could not believe that she was rejecting him and pushing him away, he could not understand it either even as he lay there breathing hard and trying not to let it bother him
" You can't mean" he reached to touch her but she pulled back
" Don't touch me" he pulled off from her nodding, his hands raised. He was not drunk anymore, he was very sober and reality was crashing in on him faster than a plane falling from the sky. He stood from the bed and stood there looking at her, when she said nothing he drew his clothes on and walked to the door
" I'll see you tomorrow" She did not reply just lay there stiff as a board.
He walked into the living room and collapsed on the chair there the receptionist jerked and he laughed, he could really use that drink he did not sleep well that night.