didn’t fall asleep all peaceful like; no, she was knocked out.
“Sugar—it makes you all jittery and happy till it’s all gone, and then you can’t help but sleep,” Logan said, staring at Gabriella as they stood at the door.
“Is that what happens with you every day?” Indigo joked.
Logan rolled his eyes but leaned back against his mate as they watched their daughter sleep for a few more minutes. They made their way to their room, and Logan clicked the lock on the door. Indigo had to have heard the sound because he turned with a smirk on his face.
“Is there a reason you’re locking the door?” Indigo asked coyly.
Logan didn’t answer with words—he attacked. The exhilaration during the run was still pumping through his veins. He couldn’t keep his hands off Indigo, not that there was a reason to. He shoved his mate up against the wall and kissed him passionately.
He stripped Indigo out of his shirt, and his hands landed on Indigo’s side. Indigo’s breath hitched, and Logan pulled back. Indigo’s ribs hadn’t been a hot spot before. He glanced down, catching sight of the new tattoo Indigo got. He was about to ignore it, but something about it pulled him to inspect it further.
“What’s that?” Logan asked quizzically.
He didn’t get a good look because the small glimpse he got made his heart race, and he wasn’t sure if he saw it right. He didn’t want to get his hopes up and then have them plummet down the gutter. Indigo pushed his fingers through his tousled black hair. He looked away, avoiding Logan’s eyes for a second.
“I, uh, did a thing, or had a thing done to me,” Indigo said.
Logan licked his lips and tried to calm his raging mind down. “Okay.”
Indigo glanced down at him, and there in his cobalt-colored eyes was insecurity that Logan wanted to erase. But first, he needed to inspect what it was. There on his rib cage were two coffee beans with a smoke-like heart above it. It was small and adorable and didn’t look out of place on Indigo’s tattooed body. It was perfect. Logan choked back an involuntary cry. Who the heck cried about a tattoo?
“Bean?” Indigo whispered.
Logan lightly skimmed over the tattoo.
“Does this mean what I think it does?” Logan asked.
“I marked you, and I got this tattoo to show you I belong to you in every way. It’s your marking.”
Hot tears slightly blurred his vision. He was definitely crying. There was no way Logan could hold them back.
“Do you like it?” Indigo asked.
Still, Logan ran his fingers over the tattoo, mesmerized by it.
“Like it.” Logan shook his head. “I fucking love it. Thank you.” He pushed up against his mate, his hand covering his mark on Indigo, and took his mate’s lips in a kiss that was full of heat and the overwhelming emotions that were running rampant inside of him.
It was like flipping a switch, and Logan dragged Indigo over to the bed. Not that Indigo resisted in the slightest. Logan pushed him down and straddled his hips. His fingers again went to the tattoo just for him.
“I can’t believe you did this for me,” Logan said in awe once again.
Indigo ran his hands up Logan’s thighs. “Baby, I’m all yours, and I wanted you to know it.”
Logan growled and grabbed Indigo’s wrists and shoved his hands up over his head. Excitement twisted inside of Indigo. He leaned up, taking Logan’s lips in a kiss. He intertwined their fingers. If he could, he would give this man the world. Logan turned the kiss rough as he bit down on Indigo’s lower lip, nearly drawing blood. It spoke to their predator side, and Indigo’s cock thickened from the bite of pain.
Logan took one of his hands away and went back to touching the tattoo possessively. He nipped at Indigo’s chin.
“Mine,” Logan growled.
“Yes, baby, yours,” Indigo said on a moan.
Logan continued to bite him, moving down his neck and to his chest. He flicked the pierced nipple, tugging on it with his teeth. Indigo moaned as pleasure danced along his body everywhere his mate touched.
Indigo reached for him, and Logan growled. Indigo put his hands back, letting his mate have his way with him. He would literally give the man anything.
Logan continued with the nips and openmouthed kisses all over Indigo’s chest and torso. He roughly unsnapped Indigo’s pants, done with the clothing barrier between them.
Indigo hooked his hands in his own pants and helped get them off. His hard