Chapter Seventeen- Logan Owns Us

My shoulders took turns rolling when I pushed my way out of Jacob’s arms, as his soft snores blew across my face. I snuck out of bed and pulled his blue t-shirt over my head, then shut the door behind me.

Even in the still darkness, I felt the weight on my shoulders, and I stopped in my tracks before I got to the kitchen.

At the living room entrance, I turned and faced the black corner of the room where the only light was the two golden orbs that stared back at me. “Hello, Logan.”

I saw the gold eyes disappear for just a second as a scoff filled the room, and he pulled the string on the lamp. He stared at me as I inched closer, but he said nothing as I lowered myself to the ottoman before his chair. “For fuck’s sake, Logan. I did what you wanted.”

His hand swirled the cup of whiskey as he shook his head at me. “I didn’t want this.”

My lips twisted, and I shrugged as I searched the room. “Well, you set it up so, what the hell are you pissed about?”

Even though I’d just had my bell rung well by the Lycan upstairs, I still had a little bile for Logan left in my stomach over the way he hurt Jacob just to show him who was boss. “This is your people’s stupid way of life, not mine. I was happy enough to just run away with you. You boys made all this happen.”

His tongue pushed out his upper lip as he struggled to hold it still. He wanted to lash out at someone, namely me. He expected complete loyalty from his brother and me, even though he was the one forcing us to be unfaithful. My eyes went to the couch before I looked at him again. “Where’s Teddy? He wasn’t in the room when I walked past.”

The cup finally settled on the table, and he leaned over with his elbows on his knees. “Staying in the pool house, he didn’t want to hear you fucking Jacob either.”

I clicked my tongue and shook my head at how messy everything was becoming. I meant to punish Logan for the way he used me, but it was me who felt horrible.


Any woman in the world would probably be happy with the sex-filled dream world I found myself in, but the mass of it was crushing me.

Despite all my money and power with my kind, I lived a simple life with Haldir. We traveled the world as we pleased. Had servants to take care of all our needs. I hated the shackles of commitment, so most of my lovers were paid for. When I found myself becoming burdened by something, I dropped it like a hot potato. “This is a stupid fucking dream. There’s no future in this.”

His hands covered mine like he was trying to pray his way out of our troubles. “There is. We just have to get through this part.”

I rocked against the furniture underneath me. “I can’t do this. I can’t love you both. I can’t even love one of you right. There’s no way this can work. One of you always feels left out, and I lose everything I am. It’s not fair.”

His forehead pressed against our joined hands. “What is there to go back to, Tessa? What the hell is so good back in that lonely house you live in?”

“It’s mine.” I sniffed back the tears I couldn’t wipe away. “You boys want me to abandon my whole being, who I am, my history for you, and I get nothing in return.”

“Nothing?” His face rose to meet me. “What are you talking about? We’re giving you everything you could ever need. A family. A real family.”

I rolled my eyes away. I love my brother. He’s part of me, my true soulmate. We’ve been together since the beginning of the universe, molded from the same stardust by our Creators. We followed each other through space and time over each life, hand in hand. No matter what family we found ourselves born into, it was always together.

But our blood connection is meaningless to me. I choose to love who I love based on my own standards, and sharing DNA with a person isn’t one of them. “Oh, for Pete’s sake. That don’t mean anything to me, Logan. That’s just some word men like you use to try to get me to behave myself. You’re no better than Teddy. You both want me to be some cookie baking zombie, and that’s not what I am. I couldn’t be that if I wanted to.”

His eyes dropped to the floor, and his head shook at the truth. But he knew it was true. All the women of his pack were housewives, teachers, or nurses. All bound to serve him and the other people of the pack in some way. Someone like me, a leader among her kind born of royal blood. It was heresy to their twisted male-dominated version of the old religion. “And by the way, if you’d bothered to ask, I absolutely don’t want to. I like me fine just the way I am.”

He pulled me to his lap, and his arms were around me. “I can’t let you go. Not now. I’ll share you with Jacob because I have to. There’s no getting around it. But, just know this, you’re mine.” His hands surrounded my head. “I don’t care how many nights you spend in his arms. You’ll always be mine.”

The blue shirt lifted over my head, and I was naked on his lap, but his hot arms covered me as I slid down his cock. I’d given more than one lap dance in my life, but none was so important as the one I wanted to show Logan.

With my nipple in his mouth, I guided his hand to my other breast and his other hand to my clit.

Leaning back with my hands on his knees, I rolled out a rhythm against him so that our breaths and grunts alternated. His hands clenched my ass cheeks tight as he guided me until I became an uncoordinated, shivering mess on top of him.

He used his hands to slam me down over and over until I felt him release inside me, then he pulled me to cover him. “Tell me you’re mine, Tessa, say it.”

At that moment, I would’ve said anything at all. Between the heat and the two of them constantly doing their best to satisfy it, I was trapped. “I’m yours. All yours.”

Underneath his big lips again, I struggled to breathe between Logan and the wall he held me against outside Jacob’s room. I have no doubt he heard us. As I would come to find out, nothing that happened in that house was ever private.

I snuggled back into Jacob’s arms, and he pressed his lips to my forehead. “It’s okay. We’ll work it out.” I shook my head against his chest, but he just twirled my hair around his fingers. “Yes, we will. There is no way out of this for you and me, Darlin. Logan owns us.”