#loganshroyer

You were in your tent, lying down on your mattress in your bra and pants. It was late at night as everyone was finally starting to drift asleep after the long work day. You though, struggled to keep your temper cool after a fight you had had with Logan only minutes ago over an order he had given you. The bastard had wanted you to go with none other than Murphy to hunt for food but you didn’t trust Murphy nearly enough to walk alone with him in the forest. What had made you most angry about the fight was Logan’s amused demeanor at your fight back.

Your eyes were fixed on the stitching of your tent that was illuminated by only a small lantern beside your bed when someone entered uninvited. You twisted your head to the side to see the asshole himself standing there. “Get out, Logan.” You growl, sitting up. The smirk that arose on his lips made you grip the mattress, rage pulsing through your veins.

Logan’s eyes scanned your body up and down quickly before landing back on your face as he zipped the door to your tent. “So I can’t even talk to you about earlier?” Logan planted his feet on the ground and crossed his arms against his chest, his lips pursing together as he waited for an answer from you.

“No, you can’t.” You said, pushing yourself up. You walked towards him. “Now get the fuck out.” You sighed, feeling yourself becoming exhausted by his antics. You put your finger up and pointed him to the door of your tent but Logan’s hand latched down on your wrist tightly. You winced as he looked down at you, a grin sneaking onto his face.

“Why don’t you make me?” He asks in a low tone, making your breath hitch. Logan yanked your entire body towards him. Your exposed skin connected with the fabric of his shirt as his arm wrapped around you, holding you firm against him.

“Log…” You muttered, looking down at the ground to avoid his gaze knowing that if you looked up at him, your entire being would crumble into his hands. Logan’s hand let go of your wrist but his fingers were quick to lace themselves between yours, the feeling of his rough hands making your heart race.

“Oh, come on, [Y/N]. You can’t stay mad at me forever.” Logan spoke softly. He leaned down and softly pressed his lips right next to your ear before whispering. “We both know that.” His voice sent an ache through you as you fought to keep your tough complex painted on.

“Logan, stop.” You begged, knowing you would give in to him soon. You always did. Logan didn’t let up though as he began placing feathered kisses all around your neck. A sigh escaped your mouth as your head forced itself to the side, giving Logan full access to your neck.

“That’s my girl.” Logan smirked into your neck as he brought his free hand up to cradle your head while leaving hickeys down the side of your neck. Your hand that wasn’t latched in Logan’s made it’s way to his hair, twirling it through your fingers as Logan kissed all the way to your shoulder. Once his journey of kisses on your body was through he let go of your hand and head and both of his hands held you up. You wrapped your legs around him and he carried you back to your mattress. He placed you down on it just before his lips connected with yours in a lust filled blur.

Logan’s hands explored your skin before finally he sat up and removed his shirt. Your breathing paced as it always did when you look at Logan’s bare skin. No matter how many injuries and beatings his body took, it always glowed bright. “When are you gonna learn you just can’t say no to me, baby girl?” Logan asked with a smirk. You smiled slightly, fighting it as much as possible. Logan’s smirk turned into a grin as he watched you struggle to hide your smile.

“I do believe I didn’t go with Murphy earlier.” You said as Logan’s head buried itself in your neck.

“Okay, you got away with it once.” Logan admitted while placing kisses against your jaw. You smirked and placed your hands on his back before saying something that you knew would anger Logan.

“I wonder what would have happened if I wen’t with him. Maybe I could have fucked him.” Your words were harsh and stung into Logan like a hornet. You heard a low growl come from Logan’s throat before you gasped at Logan biting down harshly on your skin.

“Shut up.” He demands, his authority clearly feeling threatened. Your nails dug into his skin as he left more hickeys all around your neck. You knew what he was doing. He was marking you. Making sure anyone who saw you would know you were his and only his.

“I bet he’s a good fucker.” You poked Logan’s internal fire even more. Logan sat up and gripped your arms tightly. He slammed them down on the mattress beside your head as he leaned into your face. You examined his blackened eyes as he spoke to you.

“Don’t open your mouth again unless it’s my name coming out of it.” He ordered. You felt a smirk playing on your lips as you nodded at him. You loved getting Logan riled up and anger. It was one of your biggest turn ons. Logan placed both your wrists in one hand while his other reached behind you to unclasp your bra. Once he let your wrists go, you removed your bra and threw it to the ground, your hands instantly finding their way back to Logan’s skin.

His hand reached down to unbutton your pants. His impatience left him too hungry to touch you to pull them down before he place his hand inside them, rubbing your wetness over your underwear. A gasp left your lips. “L-Log.” You whimpered as his fingers teased you tortuously. You instantly regretted saying anything earlier, knowing he was now going to make you suffer. Logan’s mouth attacked one of your breasts as he began sucking and nibbling your sensitive bud.

Logan’s fingers circled your clit through the fabric at a slow and light pace, making your hips buck into his touch. Moans were forcing their way out of your mouth, amusing Logan. “Beg for it.” Logan muttered against your skin. You huffed out and arched your back towards him.

“Log, please.” You pleaded but he tsked you in amusement and you whined out, desperately grinding yourself against his hand. “Logan! Fuck me! God dammit!” You shouted impatiently. A laugh pushed from Logan’s throat as he removed his hand from your heat to push your pants down your legs followed by your underwear. You sighed out in relief as your hands moved down to assist him with his own pants. Once his pants were removed, your hand landed on the bulge in his underwear, palming him firmly. Logan let out a groan followed by a huff of air as he removed your hand from him, his hesitation clearly showing he didn’t want to.

Logan removed his underwear quickly and you watched as his length sprang against his stomach, making your mind spin. Logan gripped your thighs tightly, possibly hard enough to leave marks the next day, and forced them apart as he positioned himself between you. “My name only, got it?” Logan asked. You nodded and he kissed your collarbone as a seal to the agreement before slamming into you. You screamed out as you body practically threw itself into Logan’s. “Logan, fuck!” You whined out as your breath tried to reform after it being knocked out of you.

Logan groaned as he began moving slowly, letting the shock subside in you. “If I see you even talking to Murphy, I’ll kill him myself.” Logan growled in your ear. Your mind blurred as you absently nodded at his words. “Good.” Logan mouthed, his fingers pressing into your thighs even tighter, making you squeal as he pumped into you faster. One of his hands came up to your jaw, gripping it firmly and he held your head in place, kissing you mercilessly. You moaned onto his tongue as his own sounds were enough to get you worked up.

“Cum for me, angel.” Logan muttered against your lips. You swallowed his words and they translated into your now building orgasm. As you felt yourself becoming suffocated by pleasure, Logan was showing that he was close to his own release. He sped up his thrusts and slammed into your g-spot, sending you through your wave of ecstasy. You cried out his name repeatedly as he thrusted until his own orgasm engulfed him. He pulled out of you and pumped himself, pouring his liquid onto your stomach. His breath shook as he tried to keep his composure solid but he was failing. He reached to the floor, grabbing his shirt, wiping you clean.

The doorbell rung loudly, echoing down the hallway and into my bedroom. I leaped out of my bed, sending my phone tumbling across the floor. To lazy to pick it up, I sprinted down the hallway, a smile plastered on my face.

I reached the door and swung it open, “Lo-“ I stopped mid sentence noticing that instead of my boyfriend awaiting me at the door, the butler, Jackson was standing on the steps holding a large box, wrapped perfectly and neatly.

“Sorry to bother you, this was dropped off at the front”, Jackson said, extending his arm out for me to take the present. I smiled, taking it from his grasp. I thanked him and shut the door, my smile fading.

Every time Logan said he was going to be home he always got caught up at the studio. I haven’t seen him in months and when I did there were always people with us, like his family or friends, not that I don’t like them, but sometimes I just wish it was just me and Logan y’know?

Last birthday he couldn't even make it home, he just sent a box of jewelry and clothes. Although, they were amazing gifts and I couldn’t thank him enough, I knew that he wasn’t even the one picking them out. We almost broke up that night and were fighting for it at least a month after,

I sighed, ripping off the tape and opening the box. I looked inside and instantly gasped. I doubled over in laughter, lifting up the tiny garments that were spread inside; he bought me lingerie.

I pulled out the small note located at the bottom of the box and unfolded it.

Happy Birthday y/n

I will be home at 7

Make sure you are “dressed” in the new outfit I bought you.

I can’t wait to show you a good time!

I love you babe, see you soon!

With Love, Logan.

I looked at the clock and jumped up noticing he could be here in 30 minutes.

Calming myself down, I ran into the bathroom and began undressing. I slide the tiny fabric over my legs and up my body, wrapping it around my chest and fastening the socks to the garter. Feeling exposed I wrapped my arms awkwardly around my torso before instantly hatching an idea. I ran up the stairs and quickly looked through my closet coming out with 6 inch red heels. I hadn’t worn them yet because I was waiting for the perfect occasion. I pulled them on a stood up.

“Damn babe” a husky voice mumbled behind me. I turned around making sure to keep my balance. Not sure how to stand in my half naked state, I tried to look as confident as I could. Logan ran his fingers though his hair looking me up and down. He rubbed his hands on his face exhaling deeply. “If I’m remembering correctly this is the first night alone in the new house?”

I nodded my head and locked eyes with his.

“Well we should break it in then, shouldn’t we?” Logan smirked, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“What do you mean?” I questioned unsure where he was heading with this.

“Let’s start downstairs” before I could respond he picked me up and walked downstairs. He places me on the dinning room table and stood in-between my legs.

He placed a kiss upon my lips, before pulling away and quickly sitting down on a chair behind him; his face inches away from my sex. He lifted his hands pulling the soft lace fabric away revealing my insides.

He inches forward and brushed his nose along my wet slit before inserting his tongue inside. I sucked in a breath of air before pushing his face deeper inside me. He latches his tongue to my clit rubbing it in circles.

“Fuck Logan” I mean throwing my head back.

He grabbed my hips and hoisted me up, laying me down horizontally on the table. He fumbled with his belt and let his pants fall to the ground. He grabbed the base of his dick and slid it along my entrance. He tapped it a few times on my clit before receiving a growl from my mouth, “Ugh just fuck me already”.

“We still have about 20 more rooms on just this floor babe.” Logan smirked toy-fully rubbing his cock along my entrance once again.

“Wait what?” I breathed heavily

Logan laughed “We are going to fuck in every single room tonight”.

“But-”

Once again Logan cut me off, living me up and carrying me to the next room; the living room. Without warning he dropped me on the couch.

I sat up about to protest when his hand gripped my hair aggressively pulling my face forward. He tightened his grip and I let out a small cry of pain, “Suck me babe”, Logan commanded.

turned on by his aggressiveness, I slide my tongue on the underneath of his cock. I pulled my lips tight around the head, sucking on it gently and using my teeth to baggage his tender spots.

“Right there”, Logan moaned his breathing picking up and his grip tightening on my hair. I caressed his balls in my hand lightly massaging them, before taking one in my mouth and sucking on it gently. I glided my hand along his cock, slowly and later afterwards picking up the pace.

I gave it one last lick from the base to the head then lifted myself up, “Couldn’t let you cum early right?”

I giggles before running down the hallway and into the workout room. I instantly caught sight of a large exercise ball and hoped on top of it, bouncing myself up and down.

Logan appeared in the doorway out of breath. He glanced at me before smiling to himself and slowly making his way over. He lightly flipped me off the ball and sat down on it himself.

I pouted on the floor crossing my arms, “Hey, not fair!”

“Come and get it back!” He smirked.

I laughed standing up and straddling him. I lowered myself onto his cock feeling him fill me inch by inch. He let out a sign, rubbing his hands along my sides.

I moaned softly, as he entered me. I pulled out and came back down this time harder and faster, causing the ball to bounce beneath us. The elastic of the exercise-ball shot back up causing Logan to thrust back into me deeper and harder than before.

I let out a scream, digging my nails into his back. My screams lowered into a shaky moan and I felt myself tightening around him. Logan smiled and pushed down not he ball. Once again His thrusted into me more powerful, my whole body tingled and I needed the release.

I grinned back into him and with one more thrust I felt my juices explode onto him and I moaned out in pleasure. the ball rolled out from beneath us, causing out bodies to collapse on the floor.

We continued in each room until we finished the whole down stairs and most of the upstairs. My insides ached with pleasure and pain, but all I wanted was more. there were only two rooms left in the whole house, one of which I had never been inside and the other being our bedroom.

Logan grabbed my hand and led me down the dark hallway not bothering to turn on the lights. we came upon the door that I had never bothered to explore.

“You’re going to love his babe”, Logan mumbled before opening the door.

I squinted my eyes turning to adjust to the dark lighting. Logan flicked the lights on and a ring of dimmed lights sounded the ceiling just enough to make out what was inside.

My mouth dropped in surprise as i looked at the various things on the walls and floor; sex toys. Everything from whips to anal beads.

“oh my god”

Logan slammed the door behind and i turned around to question him about when he had set up this room but he disappeared, “Logan?”

I was about to turn around when i felt a sharp pain across my ass. I cried out in agony, gripping my hands to my cheeks.

“Logan what the fuck!” I turned around to see him inches away from me, a whip in one hand.

“Get down”, he mumbled

“What?”

Before I could process what he meant i felt another whip against my ass. This time my eyes filled with water and i kneeled down on the ground.

Logan hung the whip back up and reached for something on the floor. He came back over to me and knelt behind me. He wrapped his arms around my chest and reached up, placing a gag in a mouth and fastening the leather strap around my head.

He rubbed lube along his dick and then reached for the bottle again. This time, placing the cool liquid one my ass. I had never had anal before.

He pressed the head against my tight hole and entered me slowly. My body filled with an uncomfortable feeling, and I bit down on my lip tightly, trying to keep myself from screaming.

He pushed me down so my ass was in the air. He picked up the pace and the feeling became more comfortable and relaxed. Justin thrusted harder and harder, until i felt my arms become weak and shaky. I lowered myself down to a laying position and let him thrust himself into me. I jerked forward with each movement and the pleasure soon turned to soreness.

Logan must have noticed my lack of enjoyment because after a minute or so he pulled out and collapsed on the ground, “fuck you’re so tight.” he breathed out. He lay down breathless for a few minutes before sitting up and hugging me.

“Are you okay?” Logan asked me.

I nodded my head and Logan smiled standing up and heading toward the door. He turned around noticing I was still on the floor behind him, “Are you coming?” he asked me.

I tried pushing myself up but found I was too weak and sore from before. Logan walked over and picked me up bridal style making sure to be gentle. He walked down the hallway and placed me on the soft comforters of our bed. He lay down on top of me rubbing his thumb on my cheek.

“I love you.” He cooed in my ear before slowly pressing his cock against my entrance slowly moving inside me.

This time it was different. Instead of picking up the speed, all he did was slowly thrust into me. It felt… Special. He would whisper sweet compliments into my ear, whilst he kept thrusting slowly and gently. It was perfect! After awhile I felt that familiar tight knot in my stomach again. I felt myself coming to a slow orgasm. I moaned softly, pressing my lips against his.