He tries to clean her up.

It looked like she had been ravished for hours. But still, even covered in cum and sweat she still looked gorgeous. She had rolled over to her side, and was seemingly alseep as Alec knelt down beside her, not totally sure what to do. Gently he picked her up and carried her towards the bathroom. Holding her with one hand he turned the shower on. The water running, an **** Max still in his arms, he stood there unsure of his next move. Awkwardly he pulled his shirt off, along with his pants. No need to get them wet he told himself. Standing in his boxers, hoping to god Max wouldn't awake and notice his raging hard on he carried Max under the stream of water.

“mmmhhmm” she moaned and curled closer to him as she felt the warm water of the shower hit her skin. “Alec?” she asked as her eyes peaked open. A look of confusion crossed her face for a moment, why was she in the shower naked with Alec? But that confusion soon turned to lust as her raging hormones took over.

“Uhhh Max” Alec muttered as he felt her lips kiss his neck. “uhh you gotta get cleaned up” he pleaded she wiggled out of his grip and soon was standing on her own. Pressing her naked body against his. Water streaming between them, soaking them.

“Come on Alec.” she moaned, nibbling on his earlobe. “I know you want me, heres your chance” her hand found his hard on pulling it free of his boxers.

“Mhhohgod.. what about Logan..” At the mention of Logan's name she stopped stroking him. Her eyes cast down words and for a moment Alec thought she might have regained some control.

“Don't worry about Logan... He'll get his turn”