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I need to. I’m not even halfway in and she’s already acting like she’s breaking. And she doesn’t even know what she’s asking for but she asked for it and I’m going to give her whatever she requests. Sweat slides down my forehead as impatience flares in me because I did try. I tried to be as gentle as I could for her...
But the instinct in me is too strong and I stop holding back.
She screams, her long hair whipping against her back, her pretty skin glowing from our lovemaking like a candle in the dark.
“Tell me how bad your body wants my cock,” I growl.
“So bad....all my body wants is your thick cock hard!” Then she begins shaking, regretting her words. “Wait, wait...softer.”
“Softer?” I snarl. “You sure.”
A sob exhales from her throat and she seems unsure but then she shakes her head. My beloved is giving me free reins and I pound into her like a man and crazed mobster in love all at once and she goes wild, trying to meet each thrust, her body begging for more until she begins to whimper, asking for less.
“Tell me to stop,” I grate between my teeth but nothing comes out of her lips other than moans. I grab her hair to hold her in place, grinding inside of her until she’s sizzling and bursting all around me.
Throwing her on her back, I force her to ride the motions, take everything I give her. Her eyes flutter and she’s gone weak, her body, and mind raw but she knows what I need, giving me all the access I want, access to her slit, mouth and breasts and she even throws her head to the side, showcasing her pretty neck in submission.
I shove into her harder and she cries out from pleasure, coming forcefully. Her little curves shudder as I watch her body swallow my shaft, the slick sounds of our bodies mingles with the sound of our moans and the bed’s creaking but something’s up. I can’t stop.
How the hell do I pull out of her when she feels this good? I can’t. She feels too miraculous, too right and she’s wrapped so tightly around me like she adores me.
I cup her neck, pulling her face up to mine.
“Tell me to get off of you,” I rasp, worried this will be too much for her and she whimpers in confusion. I start fucking her like I want to break her, my hips piston inside of her uncontrollably, causing her teeth to clap and she has problems answering. “Shove at me to get off!”
“I won’t! Ever.” Her eyes flare in defiance. “Fuck me, Axe!” she cries, and blood pumps in my temples. Our eyes widen in shock, our attraction too strong, our need too powerful and we’ve been created for one another and she will always belong to me, her body helpless when facing mine, my body helpless when facing hers. She makes an attempt to soothe me, stroking my chest but it does the exact opposite. Her touch is like fire and I grind my jaw, my shaft hitting her until she starts whimpering uncontrollably, her warmth almost unable to take the overwhelming fullness and I grow rabid.
My beloved is mine and I am hers!
I break her in with all my might, exploding in her, saturating her with all I got and she takes it with a dazed smile on her lips. Yale limply falls and her eyes are stunned, the moans coming out of her mouth velvet soft. I come down on top of her, rasping in her ear she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me and that’s how we fall asleep.
7.
Yale
“Get back here,” a voice rasps in the dark and an arm snatches me close to a steely chest, from the edge of the bed. “Need you next to me.”
Sometime during the night, I drifted away from Axwell which obviously he doesn’t like. I open my eyes and it’s actually not as dark as I thought. Morning must be near and I stir. Axwell breathes evenly, his one hand resting on the curve of my butt and he has his face in the nook of my neck. I knew going with him, meant I would be his woman but I didn’t know how much he would consume me.
He drank all my milk and honey but who else to better be nourished by it than him? And that reminds me, I wouldn’t mind some breakfast even if it’s a little too early. Maybe I can find something in the cupboards downstairs and impress Axwell with my attempt at domesticity.
Seems like he’s drowsed off again. I’m pretty exhausted myself but I squirm out of his firm grip and sneak over to the window and look out. Everything looks normal, peaceful but my stomach drops when I hear a sound in the distance.
Is that...?
No probably not, just my imagination running wild and I’m about to walk downstairs when I hear that sound again. Louder. And rumbling like thunder. It’s the sound of motorbikes and I feel myself pale.
ZeroSum.They’ve found us.
I let out a wail in distress and it makes Axwell pop his silvery eyes open and his large body moves under the covers.
“Beloved?” he asks in surprise, his muscles already flexed like he’s ready to attack whatever needs to be attacked. “What’s the matter?” He tenses when he hears the sound and he’s out of the bed so fast, he almost turns into a blur. “Get away from there!” he warns, wrapping an arm around my neck and he ushers me over to the bed or more like throws me on the mattress and I land on the pillows. He on the other hand does not move away from the windows and I panic, bolting out of bed and I grab his arm, pulling at him.
“It’s you who need to get away,” I plead. “They’ve come for you!”
“Sch,” he whispers as if not hearing me, cupping my hip and he gives it a squeeze. “You don’t need to be afraid. I won’t let them harm you.”
But it’s not me I’m talking about!
