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“Then why are you fucking soaked and bucking against my hand, begging for more?”
“I like the violence.” Somehow I know she’s both lying and telling the gospel truth.
“Let’s see who’s really the winner when you cream all over my fingers. Be sure to time your screams of pleasure just right. We wouldn’t want an audience now, would we?”
I don’t give her time to respond, plunging one thick finger into her eager pussy. She moans but it’s lost on the sound of the crowd roaring as Axel lands a savage blow to The Kid. I nuzzle Odi’s neck and mark her with my teeth. I want to send a clear message to anyone in the room who dares look twice at her tonight. The Doe is taken. To my brothers, the message is this: I had her first.
I grind the heel of my hand against her clit as I slowly fuck her with my finger. She’s just as tight as I remember, but wet enough that I think she could take another.
Holding her tight against me for support, I kick her ankles a fraction wider and with a gasp, she complies, rearranging her stance so she’s balanced. It’s futile because in a couple of minutes her legs will be trembling like jelly, but it’s sweet that she tried.
My second finger pushes in with a little resistance, enough to make her grunt and shake under me.
“You’re so fucking tight, babygirl. I wonder what Axel would say if he could feel you for himself.”
She mewls, and precum starts to leak from the tip of my dick. The fucking symphony of sounds she makes is music to my pulsing cock. I wish I could fuck her right now and unleash a cacophony from her lips.
Instead, I take out my frustrations on her body. I double the efforts of teasing her nipples, twisting and tweaking in time to the frenzied movements of my fingers between her legs. My palm slams against her clit as my teeth sink into her throat and she screams. She’s coiled so tight I know she’s going to explode before the fight is even over.
Odi’s given up even pretending to watch Axel now. Her head’s thrown back against my shoulder and her eyes are closed in pleasure. She’s grinding against my hand, chasing her own relief, her sexy lips parted with every heaving gasp.
“Fuck. Please. Kaiden.”
I’ll never tire of those pleas falling from her lips.
A glance at Axel shows his attention is only half on his fight. Luckily he’s done enough damage to The Kid to have the upper hand so the sight of me wrapped around Odile like a vine isn’t going to get him killed. He knows exactly what’s going on: His jaw looks set to break and he’s as coiled to explode as Odi is.
“Almost there, babygirl. Come for me. Come all over my fingers and ride them like it’s my cock. Show Axel who you belong to while he’s watching and can’t do a damn thing about it.”
Axel unleashes a roar which drowns out Odi’s screams and she clamps down on my fingers with enough force that I have to fight to maintain movement. I slam my palm into her clit once more with enough force to hurt but it just seems to spur her orgasm on as she thrashes in my embrace.
I let her ride me until her orgasm subsides and she slowly comes back to the present. When she’s calm, I remove my fingers and slip her thong and dress back into place. Re-zipping the back of the dress, I make sure she’s decent, just in case, before I spin her back to me. I briefly take in the plunging neckline of the front of the dress before I slam my lips to hers and mark her as mine for all eyes in the room to see if they care to observe.
That dress should have come with a warning, but I’m sending one to everyone else. Back off. The Doe is mine.
In this moment, as she fists her hands in my hair and kisses me back like I’m the air she needs to survive, I’m not convinced that I’d even be willing to share her with my brothers.
Fuck them.
Fuck them all.
I’ve wanted Odile Kemp for as long as I can remember, and ever since having her, that obsession has only grown. Now she seems to want me too, I'm not about to let anyone or anything get in my way.
We break apart as a savage roar from the crowd goes up, and over Odi’s shoulder I can see Axel has his opponent crushed onto the floor and is raining blows down on him like a man possessed. His face is cold, devoid of emotion, but his movements are frenzied and speak volumes: Axel saw our kiss and he’s enraged.
Good.
He looks up suddenly and catches my eye, and I taunt him with a grin. Slowly, I lick my lips. Axel does the same. Unconsciously, I think. Then he leans down to whisper in his opponent’s ear.
A howl of pain rents the air, louder than all of the braying cheers and the chaos of the room. The Kid frantically struggles under Axel, trying to buck him off and free his hands, but it’s no use: Axel has him pinned. He may not look much, but he’s pure steel under those mediocre muscles. Determined motherfucker too.
Axel sits up, blood dripping from his triumphant mouth. The Kid taps out and the bell rings. Wild cheers fill the room and Axel gets to his feet, leaving his opponent on the floor. Harry announces Axel the winner and attempts to raise his arm in victory but Axel socks him in the jaw in warning. More cheers go up. He grins and slips his hand into the pocket of his shorts.
“Ah, I think you broke him.” My tone is dark, tight with need for this incredible woman, but also seriously turned on by the violence playing out in the ring behind her.
“What do you mean?” She frowns as she gazes up at me. Even in her boots she’s tiny and I tower over her. It’s cute how innocent yet sexy she looks as she pouts her shapely lips at me. She’s still trying to catch her breath, and her stunning tits are heaving in the low cut V of her dress. It makes The Doe on her chest look alive, but even that can’t detract from how fucking sensational she looks.
“Well, Axel’s always been good at hiding his inner psycho, but I think this dress just snapped his control.”
