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To my relief, she stops in her tracks like she’s hit an invisible blockage and she turns around. She’s amongst the birches, her cheeks are bright, her mouth wet and swollen and she’s panting. Her cleavage heaves with her intense breaths.
I’m panting just as hard and I lift my hand, beckoning her to me. “Get back here, beloved. Don’t make me come and get you.”
Her mouth drops and she takes a step closer. That’s it, that’s right. Get back where you belong...
The dazed look in her eyes shifts to determined and she turns, running for her life and I lose it, a chill rendering me numb at the thought of her slipping away from me. Putting my hands on the window board, I jump through, tracking her.
Yale moves like a red flag through the woods, crisscrossing in between the birches and I set out after her. I call her name, scream in need for my woman and she throws a panicky look over her shoulder. Panic.
But why?
I’m the one who will lie down my life for her. I knew from the moment I saw her on the staircase, from the moment the violence in me silenced in her presence like she had whispered secret words to get it to behave. I don’t just want her. Ineedher.
“Beloved,” I growl between my teeth and she lets out a yelp when my hand reaches for her. “You’remine!” She shrieks when I tackle her and she falls, about to land on a bed of moss but I roll us over in the last moment, landing on my back. Yale sees it as her chance to get away again but I don’t let her, moving her under me again and I pin her wrists and drag a ragged breath. My body shudders from satisfaction that I caught her. She’s not going anywhere.
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Yale
I yap when he pins my wrists, holding them in a grip that’s not hard but that I can’t squirm out of. My whole body is trapped by a gigantic dark Viking and I tremble as he rises a little, letting me look into his eyes and now they remind me of a storm.
“Why did you run?” he snarls and his arms shake as if this is causing chaos with his emotions. “Why would you be so punishing and run from me?”
“Because I can’t be your woman, Axe!” I cry out and he tenses. “I can’t beyours!”
“The fuck you can’t,” he growls and I would have cowered but it seems that having him on top, makes his power brush off on me.
“It’s the truth!”
He pales and my heart aches at his thunderstruck expression.
“Why?” he whispers, his voice hoarse. Pained.
I shake my head, giving him my answer and his eyes flood with agony.
“Then you have killed me...” Letting out a deafening roar, he tears his vest and shirt apart, exposing his bare chest in fury and I go numb, whimpering like crazy. His strength is overwhelming, too much for a girl like me to take and his muscles ripple under his skin that looks like marble. I blink up at him, watching the crowns of the trees spread out over his head while he roars out his frustration, my body still stuck under his and then he looks down at me, with a haunted look in his eyes.
Axwell clasps my chin, surprisingly gently considering the state he’s in and he rasps. “You will be my woman. I don’t care what I have to do for you to be mine but you will come with me.” His eyes flash. “Even if I have to force you.”
Attacking my mouth, he groans when our tongues meet. He pulls our chests closer, our hearts acting like magnets and I open my eyes and suddenly the whole forest is spinning. The testosterone in his kiss spikes my veins, fills me with a feral need that drips of excess and I polish myself against him like he’s a pole and I’m a tumbler, hankering for any friction I can get.
He leaves his mark inside of me, as if I consist of something creamy soft that’s meant to be molded by his big hands alone. And they are safe hands, commanding and he doesn’t hesitate when touching me as if it’s unimaginable to him to not take anything he can get. My heated skin comes alive under his, prickling with sensitivity. The pleasure mounts me so fast, I feel like I need to suck in a lungful of air.
When I moan in response, his kiss turns even more eager, breaking barriers and tearing down any sane resistance I had to him. This man, he...he’s ice and shadows and everything cold and comforting and I wrap my legs around him, crying out in shock when he rocks against me and a wave of heat mercilessly assaults me. I melt.
This is wild. We’re reacting to each other like we’re the only people left alive. I’m so drawn to him that I feel like a piece of silk thread, being laced through a needle by invisible hands so our fates can be sown together. I don’t understand it yet and for a moment I try to fight it, try to be strong but Axwell is stronger than me. He’s stronger than the both of us, his will like steel, his strength the strength of an entire army and I wouldn’t dream of starting a war with him. Why would I when he will be my shield in battle, my shelter when I’m cold from the wind or too hot from the sun.
This is crazy what’s happening to me. My emotions start running away from me and they all run to him. I can tell he senses he’s crushed my resistance because his kisses turn compensating like he’s trying to reward me. They’re slower now, softer and my nails dig into the moss when he slides his tongue over my lower lip, tasting me and he grunts and groans and his body is pumping with need. When he breaks the kiss, I almost burst into tears.
I want that back!
Opening my eyes, I slowly come back down to earth again and I notice that Axwell is peering down at me, his brows curving and I let out a sigh. Giving him a smile, I expect him to smile back (or try at least) but instead he withdraws. At the moment his body and mine are no longer connected, I almost panic.
Sitting up, I reach out my hand, searching for him but he doesn’t notice and he rises. He seems conflicted, brimming with energy and he’s glancing at me like he wants something from me. I bite my lip.
“A...Axe...?”
“I thought you wanted me.”
