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"Do you remember what you said?" he asks. I shake my head, not caring in the slightest what that stupid letter said.
"Tell Khan I love him and you, you can suck my metaphorical ghost dick!" Axton growls, and I freeze. His tongue trails along the back of my neck to behind my ear, he flicks it before sucking and nibbling on it.
"I don't know about sucking your cock, but I will be eating this pussy." he purrs, his hand squeezing between my legs. A groan leaves me and my pussy throbs as his hand squeezes harder, fingers pressing against my opening.
Chapter Sixty-Four
He then lets go of me, takes the tie that had been in my hand, and backs away. As our eyes clash, I see his eyes filled with burning lust and desire. I quickly pull off the t-shirt I’ve been wearing and because it belongs to Axton, it is two times my size that it reached just above my knees. Every second without Axton’s touch is torturous, and I want more, need more.
My choice to undress had been the right one, because I see the excited grin appear on Axton's face as he steps closer to me, carefully running his hands over my naked skin. His hands are firm and warm, and he leans in to place a kiss on my collarbone before he pulls away once more.
“Okay, fine. But burn that?" I tell him, pointing to the letter still clutched in his hand.
"On the bed first!" he commands, and I raise a brow.
"You want it or not?" he asks and I roll my eyes but obey his command and crawl onto the bed. Folding my arms across my chest I rest my back against the soft sheets as I wait.
Axton sets the letter down and I go to reach for it when he crawls up after me with the tie in hand. He shoves me back. “Hands above your head,”
I do as he asks and feel the thrill running through every inch of my body, my heart frantically beating in my chest as he grips my hands, firmly tying my wrists together with the tie. He pulls at them to make sure the knot is strong enough and not loose enough for me to get out of unless I use my claws.
It is arousing to feel the fabric slightly dig into my skin like this, leaving me completely restrained.
As he lets go of me, I hear him let out a soft laugh as he once more runs his hands over my body then he leans forward and kisses me. He wanders lower and lower until one of his hands reaches between my legs, coating his fingers in my juices as he rubs them back and forth.
I tip my head backward, enjoying his teasing, staring at the ceiling with half-open eyes as pleasure courses through me, just a simple touch already riling me up to this extent, has my body aching with a frantic need to be touched.
“Now back to your letter,” Axton teases as he pushes two fingers inside of me, making me gasp at the sudden sensation of fullness. Axton thrusts right away, moving quickly as he thrusts upwards with skillful, hooked fingers.
"Are you listening?" yet my thoughts are focused on his fingers.
Pleasure rippling through me with every single thrust makes me writhe under his touch. Only he stops. “What?" I growl, annoyed.
“Just getting your attention." he teases, eyes flashing.
He continues to move his fingers in and out of me, causing the slow buildup of pleasure to make me go insane as I feel my walls tighten around him. He is so good at this, using just the right pace as my breathing speeds up and becomes quick and shallow.
“Axton… ah…. Axton…”
“Are you listening?" he teases.
“Yes, yes! I swear if you stop I will--”
"Steal the damn toilet paper and put laxatives in my drink?" he asks.
"Wow, you just killed it with that sort of dirty talk!" I growl, then pout. Axton chuckles and I'm tempted to kick him in his handsome face when his fingers move inside me again.
My mind becomes quickly clouded, lust and desire consuming me completely as I try to buck my hips upwards to match the rhythm of his fingers, craving more.
“Hm, so wet for me.” he purrs, slipping his fingers out slowly.
“Ax,” I beg, spreading my legs even further as he continues to shove his fingers inside me.
As the word escapes my lips, I feel him pull them out of me. I groan at the sudden loss of friction, desperately needing more of it. But the complaints are short-lived.
Axton brushes his fingers up over my core, and I shudder a gasp of relief rushing out of me as I roll my hips to meet his hand. He pushes two fingers into me, his eyes watching me when he bends down to suck on my clit, and I hum with pleasure. Fuck, I could never get tired of him.
My breath is raspy in my throat, and my arousal is maddening. Axton adds a third finger making me writhe, and the ties around my wrist draw tighter as I slide against the sheets. He increases his pace, swirling wetly around my clit while his fingers thrust against my walls.
