Capítulo 48: Pheromones Peak

Logan responds instantly, a low growl rumbling through his chest. His hands tighten on me, one tangling in my hair while the other grips my hip, pulling me closer. The kiss is fierce, desperate, as if we're both trying to devour each other whole.

I lose myself in the sensation, my world narrowing to the points where our bodies connect. Logan's tongue sweeps across my bottom lip, seeking entrance, and I grant it without hesitation. As our tongues tangle, heat blooms, spreading through my body like wildfire.

Logan's hand at my hip slides under my shirt, his calloused fingers leaving trails of heat against my skin. I arch into his touch, craving more. He breaks the kiss, trailing his lips along my jaw and down my neck. When he reaches the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder, he pauses, his breath hot against my skin.

"Nicole," he murmurs, my name a reverent prayer. Or maybe a seductive invitation to the depths of hell. "Are you sure?"