If that’s what I’m trying to do. I hope it is, or maybe I don’t. I’m not sure. My brain feels like it’s all jumbled and mixed up and going in a million different directions. I don’t know what to do… what to say.
“It was inevitable, Mill. You and me, we were always meant to be. I claimed you in an effort to protect you, but I was always, always going to claim you.”
He closes the distance between us, then I feel his fingers curl around my hip. They flex before he tugs me against him. I place my palm on the center of his chest, arching my back before my chest presses against his.
Axton tilts his head to the side as he lowers his head, and then his lips touch mine. I feel his tongue slide along the seam ofmy lips, and as much as I want to deny him access, I can’t, and I don’t.
Parting my lips, I allow him to taste me. He does. Fully and wholly. I missed this. Even if I wasn’t without it for too long, I still missed it. I especially missed it because I thought I would never have it again. So maybe I missed the idea. I’m not quite sure how to express how I’m feeling.
But what I do know is that I will always want him—always.
He nibbles on my bottom lip before breaking the kiss, and my whole body jerks before I open my eyes. “Axton,” I exhale. “I hate you for taking that choice away from me, for not asking me first.”
He doesn’t shift away from me. His mouth is still close to mine. His lips slowly curve up into a small smile before he lets out a chuckle. “I know you do, Mill. I knew you would when I did it.”
“But you did it anyway.”
He lets out a snort. “I would do just about anything to protect you, Millie.”
That’s a good answer. A really good answer. Like, too good an answer. He shifts forward, touching his mouth to mine again, but this time he doesn’t deepen the kiss. Instead, he shifts back slightly, his eyes searching mine.
“Anything,” he repeats. “Claim, kill, maim. Whatever the fuck it takes, I would do it to keep you safe, sound, and mine.”
“I’m afraid of that,” I exhale.
“Afraid?”
I hum, sliding my hand up the center of his chest, curling my fingers around the side of his neck. My thumb slides across his bottom lip as I stare into his eyes, wishing I could know his every thought, although I don’t think it would be a good idea. I’m sure I’d want to slap him every minute of the day if I knew what he was thinking.
“Afraid of what you might do to keep me,” I whisper.
He smirks. “Anything, Millie. Any fucking thing.”
He kisses me again, and this time, it’s as if it seals the deal. Whatever thedealis. I’m not even sure, but it’s sealed.
PIGGY
I don’t get to fuck Millie and secure our relationship, confirming the conversation and agreement between us. Not with Heidi in the next room. I personally wouldn’t care if she walked in and saw me balls deep inside her, but I know Millie would.
Taking a step back, I release my grip on her hip, lift my hand, and run my fingers through my hair, tugging on the strands to keep myself from tearing her little shorts down and fucking her into oblivion right here and now.
“You want something to eat?” I ask in an attempt to distract myself.
I want to eat something, alright, but it’s not food.I don’t say the quiet part out loud.
“I’m good,” she whispers. “I didn’t sleep well.”
My lips twitch into a smirk. “Yeah, me either, Mill.”
Heidi makes a noise in the hallway, a way of announcing her presence and warning us, until she appears. I turn my head and look at her. She’s still a beautiful woman, without makeup and in her pajamas. I know without a doubt that I can’t take her down to the clubhouse. Those fucks will be all over her.
“Am I okay to come in?” she asks.
“Come on in. Coffee?” Millie asks.
“Sure,” she replies.
I stare at Millie for a moment as she moves around, starting a cup of coffee for Heidi. It’s probably uncomfortable for herto have me staring at her, but I can’t look away from her. Everything about her mesmerizes me.
