Chapter 31: Did they touch you?
Maddie
"You heard me, don't make me repeat myself again,"
Logan looks glorious in his black pants and black shirt. His room has few decorations, functional and all dark like him.
I hesitate, but finally realize I have no other choice. With trembling hands, I proceed to remove my blouse, and hearing his breath quicken. Honestly, I think his metaphor isn't that far off: I'm a sheep led to the slaughter.
I stay in my bra, and he gives me an appreciative look. I am aware of all my flaws and imperfections. From what I had seen of the few women here, they were really beautiful.
"Continue..."
"But..."
"You heard me," he says, leaving no room for more replies, and I, with much shame, begin to lower the zipper of my skirt and let it fall, leaving me only in my underwear.
"Is this how you were going to see my brother? I thought you'd wear something more seductive," he says, eyeing my simple white underwear, but he's looking at me too intently.
"Answer me."
"This is what I wear," I say, and he smiles.
"Of course, I get it. Why wear sexy lingerie if you don't have to do anything to drive him crazy, right?" he asks, and I don't respond.
"Come closer," he says, and I'm practically standing between his legs. I hear him sigh and agitate.
He lifts his hand and starts running his fingers over my neckline and the top of my breasts, while I see them rise and fall rapidly, but he is so obsessed with looking at me that he doesn't seem to notice my reaction.
"I suppose that blonde and dull guy with your brother is your boyfriend, isn't he?" he says, and I startle.
"No," I reply, and he smiles.
"Tell me the truth, human, or there will be consequences,"
"He's not my boyfriend," It was true, we only kissed that night. I wished he was my boyfriend, but we didn't get to that point. Logan seems to believe me.
"Have my brothers touched you here?" he asks, running his fingertips over my breasts, over the fabric.
"Yes," I say, and he smiles disappointingly.
"And here?" he asks, lowering his hand over my hip and grabbing my thighs. I feel his whole hand open, grabbing all my flesh.
"Yes," I say, and he snorts.
"Turn around," he says.
I obey, and he spends a long time looking at me. I feel the tips of his fingers on my back, gently over my ass, the inside of my thighs, and I gasp. I close my eyes and pray for this to end. Or not? I couldn't deny that he attracted me, maybe not as much as his brothers, but he had power over me, that was certain.
"Turn around again," he instructs, and then he appears very attentive, looking at my panties.
I felt his hot breath on my belly and saw how he bit his lip. He ran his hand down the back of my knees, caressing my legs. It seemed like he wanted to lean down and kiss my body.
Although it must be a mistake... he doesn't want anything from me.
"And here?" he asks, and I feel his fingers on my belly, lowering, touching over my panties, softly running the tips of his fingers over my center. It's a very controlled and subtle movement, but it feels like a thorough exploration. I have to stifle a moan.
"Delicious..." I hear him whisper very softly, and maybe I heard wrong.
"No..."
"Do you like how I touch you here?" his fingers are inspecting that sensitive area.
"I bet my brothers have fucked you. Did you like feeling them inside you, two big dicks opening you up…?" he asks, and I get agitated.
Now I'm afraid the others will suddenly appear and find me like this. What would they say?
"No, and it's not part of the plan," I say, and he laughs.
"Of course it is... but you like it, don't you? You like being touched, and they love touching you. They can't control it," he says, looking at me angrily.
"Neither can you," I retort, and I see his annoyed expression, as if I were a foolish rebellious child talking to a superior.
"Of course I can control myself, haven't you understood anything?"
"That time in the hallway, you rubbed against me, you couldn't help it," I say, and I see his expression of surprise, his annoyance.
Suddenly, he stands up, grabs me by my shoulders, and presses his face against mine. Our lips are just inches apart. I see the scar I made on his face, I smell his delicious scent. It's as if he has a burst of wanting to kiss me but can't.
I feel his warmth in my body, he is fully dressed, and I'm half-naked. I can't think of anything else but how close Logan is.
"I'm going to destroy you. I don't want anyone to have you... because I'm a wolf, and I'll always be territorial, and that's why you're destined to live in bitterness. Because at the end of the day, we won't accept you, but at the same time, we won't let you go free."
"That won't be forever," I say, trembling, and he presses me more against him. Now his hands are on my butt, pressing me, joining his crotch with mine.
"Haven't you realized that I can do whatever I want with you? You are right to fear the wolves, human, because we will be your end. I told you I was going to protect your family, but when I'm done with you, you'll beg me to have killed you that night in the forest," he says, and I suddenly feel his mouth on my neck.
He is sucking and biting softly, and I moan. Suddenly, he seems to realize what he's doing, and he lets go of me, pushing me, and I take steps back, still trembling.
"Get out of here," he says, turning so he won't see me, and I grab my clothes, dressing as quickly as possible, and run out of there.
Halfway down, I bump into someone and think it's one of the triplets or maybe the twins. I just want to be in my room or at least talk to Robin.
But it's someone else, and she grabs my hands to stop me from falling and helps me up.
"The human... you were with him, you have his scent," it's a woman with green eyes and dark blonde hair. She is definitely the most beautiful woman I have seen in my entire life, and her expression was initially of surprise, now it's annoyance.
"You are the one who talked to me in the infirmary..." I say, still startled, I recognize her voice.
"That's right, and you should have listened to me. Now you see how things are, a human mate is something that shouldn't be. It's not balanced, wolves don't know how to deal with weakness, especially three alphas," she says, imposing.
"I... just want to go to my room," I say, leaning against the wall to walk.
"You still have time... Madeleine, they're going to lock you up like an animal, do whatever they want with you,"
I see one of the twins worried, and I signal him to just let me sleep in my room. I close my eyes and thought I wouldn't sleep, but I fall into a deep sleep full of nightmares.
Wolves attacking me, kidnapping me, my family suffering, me locked in a dungeon while Logan laughs in the dark.
"Maddie!" I hear someone desperately calling me.
"Maddie!"
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