“I have never scented, never laid eyes on anyone so beautiful.”
Axe latches on to my hips and drags me to the edge of the mattress. I let out a little yelp at the contact, goosebumps rising under the friction of his rough palms. When his tongue finds the swell of my breast, no longer can I keep from fisting his waves. He swallows the other with his spare hand, kneading and licking, stoking the fiery ache within my core.
After a moment, he abandons my top half and seizes my thighs, tongue dragging a torturing stripe along the inner flesh. My pulse quickens, eyes fluttering shut. Prickling heat collects along the surface of where his hands stroke. He repeats the same gesture on the other side.
“Please,” I beg in staggered breaths.
My stomach clenches at the feel of his breath lingering at my center. Mentally, I’m biting my fist at the anticipation. Any second now, he could so easily?—
One piping hot stroke of his tongue and I go slack. I become prey.
I’m helpless as he devours me, one hand securing my thigh, the other pressing down on my pelvis, thumb against my clit, rubbing firm circles into me. My hips jerk, legs thrashing against him. But his hold is firm. That damn tongue unrelenting.
All I see are stars. Tiny, flickering stars that collide and combust, amplifying all my senses. It’s all I can do to remember to breathe in between whimpers. He doesn’t hold back when he slides two fingers into my entrance, curling them towards himself. My back arches at the euphoric sensation, setting a grinding rhythm against his tongue. He hums deeply in approval.
“Axe,” I groan.More. I must have more.
It doesn’t take long before I’m clenching my fingers tighter between his locks. Squirming beneath him, I feel a wave of pleasure mounting and simmering like lava. I can’t stand it. Any more of this and I’m going to drown in that endless sea of stars.
“Do you trust me?” he croaks, fingers still stroking me mercilessly.
“Yes,” I answer in a strangled voice. I didn’t even know there was one left in me.
“Good. Then don’t deny yourself. Let go for me.”
He sucks hard on the ravished nub, and my heart pounds in my ears. Axe growls, the vibration triggering an enormous convulsion within me. Bucking my hips, I cry out, welcoming the little death.
“Another,” he growls, increasing the speed of his fingers.
Propping myself onto my elbows, I’m met with insatiable cobalt eyes. Tears spill from my own as I try to speak but fail. In this state, words evade me. There is only feeling. And the next one that barrels through me knocks me flat on my back, riding out another insurmountable wave of bliss.
When the frenzy nears its end, Axe pulls back to swirl his tongue around his fingers. “Fuck,” he shudders.
The same reaction cuts across my face when I spot the staggering bulge fighting to be free of his slacks.
Still unable to conjure words, I palm the swell of his cock, earning a pained wince in return. As if to reprimand me, he removes his clothes in a slow tease, proving that undoing buttons might very well be a form of edging. With a finalpleaserolling off my tongue, his briefs sink to his ankles.
My eyes go large as I take in the engorged shaft and powerful quadriceps. I shake my head with something between a gasp and a laugh.
"Were you hoping for something more . . . human?"
All that time fussing over his height when I should’ve been consideringlength. Seriously, does he not have a singleappendage that can’t be used as a weapon?
Axe tenses as I stroke his member, marveling at its velvet-soft ridge. “Time for that later,” he grunts, seating himself beside me.
“But—"
“Come here.”
I crawl into his lap. He strokes the curve of my back and persuades me to turn around. “Good girl,” he huffs. “Let’s take this nice and easy. As slow as you need.”
Nodding, I hoist my hips upwards. Releasing a deep breath, I align myself just right and slowly,slowlylower myself onto him, letting him fill me inch by immaculate inch. My insides constrict, walls trembling with a resistance far more fervent than the first time a male’s body entwined with my own. On a controlled dip, the pinching pressure yields, edging him further into what was undeniably made to accommodate him, despite my doubts. Halfway buried, his throaty groan spills into my ear.
Gods on high, if it isn’t the most glorious sound I’ve ever heard.
With a husky laugh, I repeat the movement, this time gasping when I accidentally take him nearly all the way to the hilt. Axe kisses the crook of my neck. “Eager now, are we?”
His hand slips between my thighs, causing my head to roll back onto his shoulder. The strain eases and my body erupts with shivers, feeling new life breathe into every nerve ending. I rock my hips, sinking again and again, breathlessly moaning and relishing the fullness each stroke brings.
