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.

his back face me. Then he let his pants and boxers fall to the floor, before stepping into the shower and turning on the water.

and step into Logan in the shower. He is facing away from me, without a doubt, trying to show me

anything in here.”

“Thank you,” I whisper.

around? I promise I

still whispering,

lifts my head up to look at him. He

against my lips. And I slowly move my hands feeling his

soap. Then tell him to turn around, and he does I admire his tattoo, looks like a wolf that goes to stand up like a lycan would do when they

let him know he can turn again, and he does, still keeping his eyes on my face. He quickly soaps in rest of himself before stepping back under the water,

He

in control because it is hard not to get turned on standing here with him. I think he noticed

you want me to wash you?” He asks, looking into my eyes. I close my eyes and shyly nod my head. Because the truth

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

to my hands. Then he put his hands on my stomach, again taking his time massaging my muscles. Then his hand slowly work their way up until his hands are cupping my breasts. I can feel my nipples go hard, but

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 arousal. He