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New chapter of Harry Styles fan fic on Wattpad

Here is chapter 6 !! This chapter does contain sexual content!!!! https://my.w.tt/dsGTO3EsxZ

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Chapter 11 Harry Styles Fanfic

Dirty chapter! Large amount of sexual content!!! Here is the Wattpad link https://my.w.tt/zViPfwch2Z

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Chapter 7 Of Harry Styles fan fic.

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“Why don’t you make me?” The 100//Logan Shroyer Dirty Fanfic

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.

Logan leaned back down into your lips and muttered. “I mean it. I’ll fucking kill him.” Logan’s words earned him a smirk from your lips as your raked your nails down his back.