chapter 6

I woke up a little groggy, but seeing Octavia next to me, naked, I woke up completely and remembered everything that happened last night. "Now I have to think about how to explain things to Clarke," I thought.

"Mhm?" I heard Octavia waking up and turned towards her. "How did my girlfriend sleep?" I asked sweetly. "Hardly at all after how rough you were last night," she replied with a pout.

"Hahaha, now you understand why I can't have just one woman," I shamelessly replied.

"Mmmh, just because you can't keep your penis under control, you can't have just one girlfriend, pervert," Octavia answered.

I laughed at her comment and then told her seriously, "In the future, it might not just be you and Clarke, but I want you to know that I'll never stop loving you, O," and I gave her a loving kiss.

"I know, I'll love you forever too," she replied, and I said, "But just because I can have other girlfriends doesn't mean you can go out with someone else. I'm very possessive, understood?"

Octavia listened and smiled. "Of course, whatever you say, Mr. Pervert. Besides, who could satisfy me after last night? You have to take responsibility," she said in a playful tone and kissed me while her hand moved down to my penis.

We had morning sex before heading back to camp.

As we were approaching the camp, we saw several people coming towards us. Bellamy was at the front of them.

"O, where were you all night? It's dangerous out there," he yelled with clear concern and fury, then looked at me furiously.

Before he could lash out at me, Octavia answered, "I'm old enough to take care of myself. Besides, Logan was with me, I was safe."

Even though he was furious because Octavia admitted she spent the night with me, he only said, "Come on, let's get back to camp." Octavia refused, but I leaned towards her ear and whispered, "Go with your brother, I don't want you fighting with him because of me, O."

Octavia smiled at what I said and kissed me in front of everyone before following her brother, who glared at me before turning around, followed by the others.

Since I had separated from Octavia, I went to find Clarke to see how she was doing and to clear things up with her.

I approached the cot where she was yesterday and as soon as I sat down next to her, she started waking up.

She saw me and I smiled at her. "Hello, sleeping beauty, did you dream about me?"

She smiled when she saw me, but quickly changed her expression to one of jealousy, a bit angry, and asked, "Last night... were you with Octavia?" Her question sounded more like a statement.

"Yes, I was with her," I replied, and without saying anything, she got up and left. I followed her, yelling, "Clarke, stop, I can explain everything."

When we were outside the camp, she stopped, turned around, and said, "We have nothing to talk about, you already have someone else," and I could see her eyes were a bit teary.

"Yes, Octavia is my girlfriend now, but that's what I want to explain. Octavia won't be my only woman, I'll have a big family," I said with a loving smile. Seeing my expression, I convinced her a bit, but then she shook her head and answered softly, "That's not right. Polygamy wasn't legal in the past and it isn't legal on the Ark."

I smiled at her comment and approached her. "You're right, it was illegal in the past and it is illegal on the Ark, but we aren't in the past or on the Ark." I ran my hand through her hair, tucking it behind her ear, and looking into her eyes, continued, "Now we are in the present, on Earth. Those laws don't apply to us. I can have as many women as I come to love, and you make me feel those emotions, Clarke. I love you."

She didn't answer and stared into my eyes, mesmerized. I smiled seeing her so focused on me and proceeded to kiss her. Clarke returned my kiss, and we kissed for a while.

We separated from our kiss and seeing her blushing, intoxicated face, I said in a teasing tone, "It looks like our doctor has a fever. Oh no, what will we do?" She laughed at my teasing.

"To be clear, although I can have more than one woman, you can't have another man. I'm very possessive with my women," I said, and she just laughed and nodded.

Clarke moved her hand towards my crotch, but I stopped her and said teasingly, "Where is your perverted hand going?" She blushed at what I said and answered, "I-I just wanted to..."

"I know what you want, but it's not the right time," I replied, and she looked disappointed. I couldn't bear to see her like that. I lifted her chin with my hand and looking into her eyes, said, "But we can continue this tonight."

She smiled and said, "It will be a date then." "Yes, our first date," I replied.

Before Clarke could say anything, I stepped in front of her. "What's wrong?" she murmured, but I didn't answer immediately. My senses were alert; I detected the presence of two felines. Before they could attack, I threw my axe at one, decapitating it. The other, seeing its companion die, lunged at me.

I drew a dagger made of metal from the ship. Since Clarke was behind me, I couldn't dodge the feline. In a quick move, I grabbed one of its paws and stabbed the dagger into its neck. Before dying, it managed to swipe at me with its free paw.

"Grrr," I groaned in pain. "Logan, are you okay?" Clarke asked, worried. Seeing my wound, which was pretty bad as the feline had slashed my left shoulder and torn off a chunk of flesh, Clarke ripped a piece of her shirt to bandage me while she thought about the possibilities.

"This is my fault, if I hadn't run off, maybe you'd be infected. We have to go back quickly, you need care," before she could keep blaming herself, I stopped her by grabbing her shoulders and with a smile said, "Clarke, this will never be your fault. If I wanted, I could have escaped, but I stayed because you are my woman and I love you. This was my fault for being too confident."

"B-but..." Clarke tried to refute what I said, but I silenced her with a kiss. "Mmm," my hands caressed her body and after we separated from the kiss, I took the two corpses and said, "Let's go back so you can treat my wound." She nodded determinedly.

As we walked back to the camp, I remembered something I wanted to ask Clarke. "Clarke, Wells seems to be a noble man. Why do you hate him?"

She answered with a tone of annoyance, "He's not noble or anything. He reported my father and because of him, he was floated."

"Why was he floated?" I asked, noticing a tone of sadness and anger in her voice. "I was very foolish and told Wells that my father planned to tell people about the failure that now has us here."

"Wells was the only one besides you who knew, right?" I asked, hoping Clarke would realize it herself. After a few seconds of reflection, she said, "It can't be." "What happened?" I asked, but without answering, she ran off, possibly to find Wells.

I returned alone to the camp and upon arriving, everyone noticed I was carrying two dead felines. I smiled at their eager expressions for meat. "Tonight, we'll have meat," I announced, and everyone shouted, "Yes!" "Keep working for now," I told them, and they returned to their tasks. I took the two felines to the place where they kept the meat.

After leaving the meat, I went inside the ship while waiting for Clarke to disinfect my wound, or what was left of it, as it was healing rapidly. Most likely, it would be scarred by tomorrow.

While waiting for Clarke, I decided to check the system, mainly the loyalty section. The loyalty of my followers, who were all from the camp, averaged between 65 to 70. The most loyal ones reached 75 or 80. Bellamy had a loyalty of 50, neither very loyal nor very disloyal. I also saw some below 50, like Murphy. I would have to deal with them before they caused trouble.

In the lovers' section were Octavia and Clarke, Octavia with a love of 92 and Clarke with a love of 85.

"System, can you give me a meaning for each loyalty range?"

"Sure, host.

0-20 (Disloyal/Disinterested)

20-40 (Indifferent/Interested)

40-60 (Slightly loyal/Very interested in you)

60-80 (Loyal/Likes you)

80-90 (Very loyal/Loves you)

90-100 (Loyal to death/Love to death)"

While lost in my thoughts, Clarke arrived with an angry expression. Without saying anything, she went to get gauze.

When she returned, she put the gauze aside and started removing the improvised bandage. She was surprised to see that my wound no longer bled and showed signs of healing.

"How can a body heal so quickly?" she asked in amazement. With a smile, I replied, "Hahaha, tonight you'll know how strong my body is." She blushed and applied a bit more force to the hand disinfecting my wound.

"Ouch," I complained with fake pain. "Are you okay?" Clarke asked worriedly, stopping the disinfection process. I grinned cheekily and pouted, causing her to resume disinfecting my wound with a hint of amusement. "Hmm, serves you right for being a pervert," she said.

I stayed silent, appreciating her face throughout the process until she finished bandaging me. "What are you staring at?" she asked, a bit blushing. Sitting on the cot in front of her, I placed my hands behind her waist and pulled her closer. "What, can't I look at my girlfriend quietly?" I asked with a smile.

She blushed but didn't pull away. Smiling back, she answered, "Of course you can." She gave me a deep kiss, and after we separated, she turned around and rested her back against my chest. I hugged her from behind while she held my hands.

After a comfortable silence, I asked, "So... did Wells tell you the truth?" Clarke squeezed my hand tightly upon hearing my question. I caressed her hands as she responded.

"How did you know?" she asked. "I just figured Wells isn't stupid enough to make you hate him. When I asked if anyone else knew and you didn't answer, it all became clear... it was your mom, wasn't it?"

With a somewhat disappointed expression, Clarke answered, "Yes, it was her. I don't understand how she could do it. She knew they would float my dad. All I want to do now is something to make her angry or upset." She paused, thinking for a moment, and I suggested, "Why don't you try taking off your wristband? You could help Monty try to communicate and get back at your mom."

"You're right, let's do it," she said, pulling me towards Monty.

Moments later, Monty asked Clarke, "Are you sure you want to do this?" Clarke looked at me, and I smiled to show my support. She replied to Monty, "Yes, do it."

"Ahhh," Clarke screamed in pain as Monty removed the metal wristband. "It worked, it's on!" Monty shouted excitedly. "Great, keep trying to communicate with the Ark," I told Clarke as I led her to our date.

Inside the mini-bunker, Clarke asked in amazement, "What is this place?" I explained that I had found it while exploring; apparently, it belonged to a family in the past, but now it would be ours, as a family.

"I like the sound of that, hehe," Clarke said as she pushed me onto the bed and sat on top of me.

We started kissing and undressing each other. Once we were naked, I grabbed Clarke by the waist, lifted her, and switched positions.

"Eek!" Clarke squealed as I lifted her. Without saying anything, consumed by lust, I continued kissing her passionately. My right hand played with her right breast while my left hand explored her lower region.

"Mmm," Clarke moaned into my ear. Her moans only turned me on more.

After a few minutes, I noticed her body trembling, and her intimate area clenched around my fingers; she had definitely climaxed.

"Little pervert, you came before your boyfriend," I teased her playfully.

Blushing, she replied, "I-I couldn't help it, your touch felt so good."

Hearing how good I made her feel, I couldn't resist any longer and aimed my penis at her entrance.

"Now you'll know how strong my body is, my little doctor," I said with a cheeky smile. She smiled back and said, "Go ahead, this is a check-up from your private doctor."

I laughed at her joke and proceeded to enter her.

"Ahhhh, L-Logan," Clarke cried out as she felt me inside her.

I stopped moving to let the pain pass, but she crossed her legs behind my waist and, with eyes full of lust, looked at me and said, "You better not stop and show me you can handle more than one woman, or we might leave you dry."

"Oh, woman, you better be ready for what's coming," I thought as I accepted Clarke's challenge.

I lost track of time, and although Clarke begged for mercy several times, I didn't stop and made it clear who was in charge.

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I apologize for leaving you without a chapter for 5 days. Lately, I haven't had the time or energy to write, and when I do have time and sit down to write, I can't manage to write more than 300 words. Here is this chapter, and I'm already working on the next one.