Logan's energy was always at a peak level after a run. He could actually feel his blood running through his veins. All his pheromones had come out to play. His balls ached and his cock was so hard, he was sure if he bumped into a wall he'd break it. What he wanted at the moment was to be inside Rebecca, to feel her wet heat around him, her soft breasts pressing against his chest. He wanted to taste her skin and breathe in her scent. Bury himself so deep inside her that he couldn't tell where he left off and she began.
He couldn't believe how unsteady his hands were as he stripped Rebecca out of her clothes, yanking off her boots and tossing them to the side with two definite clunks. When she was naked on the bed, he knelt between her thighs, leaned forward and took her mouth in a soul-searing kiss. She tasted of coffee, spice and the essence that was Rebecca. He was glad he'd shifted and run tonight, or his wolf would be growling to get out.