Alpha's Second Chance by Salani

CHAPTER 15

OLIVIA

Oh my god.

Alpha Logan was kissing me and, after a while, carried me from the gym to his room. He never once tried to touch me inappropriately. But I loved the feeling of his hands on my naked waist, and it made me moan.

I knew I should leave and get ready to sleep, but it felt so good being here.

"Alp. Uh, Logan. I, I need to go shower. I smell of sweat.” I stammered. And blushed.

"Shower with me? Then sleep here next to me. It is not just your wolf being calmer. I won't do anything, I promise. One word, and I will do whatever you say.” He whispered into my ear, making me shiver in a delicious way.

The thought of being in the shower naked, together with Logan, made me turn all warm. Get yourself together, I said to myself. I had to calm down before my arousal came. I look at him and nod.

He stands up and helps me up, then he gently grabs the hem of my oversized t-shirt and lifts it over my head. He drops it to the floor and just looks me in the eyes when I feel his hands push my shorts down over my ass, so they fall to the floor. Now I am just standing in my panties and sports bra. He looks at me as if he could eat me. Then she kisses me before lifting me up and carrying me to his bathroom.

pants and boxers fall to the floor, before stepping into the shower and turning on the water. I

leaving me completely naked. I take a calming breath and step into Logan in

can use anything in here.” He

“Thank you,” I whisper.

promise

still whispering, and he

feet taller than me, so I get a good look at his muscular chest before a hand lifts my head up to look at him. He looks me in the eyes

hands feeling his muscles and the 8pack he has when going down. My

chest and stomach in soap. Then tell him to turn around, and he does I admire his tattoo,

He quickly soaps in rest of himself before stepping back under the water, letting it wash away the soap.

you.” He

not to get turned on standing here with him. I think he noticed me struggling because he smiles and kissed

my eyes and shyly nod my head. Because the

he says. After searching my eyes, he must decide I meant it because he takes the soap and take some in his hands and tell me to turn around. He starts by the back of my neck and shoulders, gently massaging me with his big hands. He slowly goes down my back paying extra attention to every muscle on his way down. But unlike me, he doesn't stop by

his hands on my stomach, again taking his time massaging my muscles. Then his

upper body, he kisses me before squatting to his knees and putting more soap in his hands. Then he begins to soap my legs while massaging the muscles there. His eyes are locked with mine, and his hand never goes high enough to touch me between my legs. But now I have lost the battle against my