Page 56 of Broken Souls

“Ah,” I let out when he fills me.

Axe does several strokes in and out slowly. As I look up at him, he's looking into my eyes. Last time he was in a world of his own. Now he's here, in this moment, with me. It still feels slightly uncomfortable. But it reassures me that our sex is going to get better every time. Carson's right. The first couple times aren't going to be the greatest. But I know my body is getting used to him and next time I'll feel pleasure. Watching Axe stare into my eyes, his movements soft, his lips parted in pleasure, it makes me feel happy. This is a great emotionally bonding moment.

“Are you okay?” Axe asks breathily, holding himself above me while he softly rocks his hips into mine.

“It's much better,” I tell him.

He lasts a reasonable amount of time. I stare at him intrigued when his eyes squint shut and his mouth opens more as a breathy groan leaves him while he finishes. He lifts up and rolls to the side, discarding the condom. I sit up and see just a small dot of blood on the towel. It's quite clean, only a small bit of blood smeared on my private area. That went much better than expected. I thought we'd be lying in a pool of blood by the end of it but I am pleasantly surprised.

“Did you like it?” Axe asks.

“I'm still getting used to it,” I try to answer without hurting his feelings.

“I understand. I can't wait to see you come while I'm inside you,” Axe murmurs seductively.

“Me too.” I lean in and press my lips against his. He grabs my hip and pulls me closer to him. When he pulls away he looks down at my body, running his hand over my stomach.

“I'm so fucking glad the bruises are gone.”

“I know.” I look down at my body, glad to see creamy skin instead of purple. I can still see some light bruising depending on the lighting in the room but my skin looks healthy again.

“Why don't you get cleaned up and I'll find something for us to eat?” Axe suggests.

“That sounds good.”

Axe goes to the kitchen and I have a shower. I just have a quick one, put on leggings and a shirt, then go downstairs. Axe is bringing a tray of food to the coffee table in the living room. It's a platter of food; deli meats, cheeses, crackers and cut up vegetables. He puts on a movie and we both snack on the platter.

“Are you excited about going back to school?” Axe asks.

“Mixed emotions.” I chuckle.

“I have to ask, you take a lot of time off school. How are you passing?” Axe looks bewildered.

“I'm failing but the reason the school hasn't done anything about my absences is because I came up with a lie two years ago and the principal bought it.”

“What lie?”

“I said my grandma was poor and elderly and needed help, so I'll be looking after her part time. The teachers don't believe it but the principal has already approved of my 'supposed schedule'.” I use air quotes.

“So you're a skilled liar, I'm impressed.” Axe grins.

“Got to be skilled at something.” I shrug.

“No, you are actually. Secretive and can lie. Should I be worried?” Axe teases, nudging my shoulder.

“No.” I chuckle. “I'm honest with you.”

“I know. You could have lied to me before when I asked if you liked the sex, but you didn't.”

“As for sex, you know I go on heat soon,” I remind him.

“Are you nervous?”

“What does it entail?” I ask.

“It lasts for about a week. The first two to three days you'll just feel irritated and snappy. When your heat really kicks in, let your wolf take over. I usually spent three days in wolf form when it was my mate's heat.”

“How... didn't you get your mate... pregnant if you stayed in wolf form and mated for three days?” I ask carefully, not sure if he's comfortable with the pregnancy talk.