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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 needs 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!
My body freezes when half a dozen bikes drive up on Axwell’s courtyard and Axwell pushes me back. “Stay down,” he snarls. “I’ll go and deal with this.”
“You can’t!” I screech. “Don’t go!” He ignores me and I throw myself around his neck, trying to get him to stay but somehow he shrugs me off and I slide down his body like water down a mountain and I panic. “Axe, please!” I beg.
“You don’t understand! It’s not what you think.”
He’s too worked up to hear me. What if they shoot him? What if he shoots them? As if he hasn’t heard my plead, Axwell moves toward the door and my own helplessness almost leaves me numb. I need to get him to stay with me...
And I’ll do anything to keep him safe.
“Axe, I’m soaked,” I breathe and it gets him to stop so hard, he almost stumbles over himself and he whips around. I bite my lip. “Don’t you need to do something g about...that...?”
He looks like he’s close to erupting like a volcano but then a muscle ticks in his jaw. “Please Yale,” he rasps, acting like he’s in pain because he can’t satisfy my basic instinct. “Don’t do this to me now...”
I shake my head. “Help me. I’m trying to squeeze my thighs but I can’t h...hold it in.”
“Fuck,” he curses, lunging at me and I gasp when he snatches me and his eyes sparkle like lightning. “I’ll give it to you quickly.”
Oh no, he won’t!
“You really shouldn’t have done this,” he warns with fire in his eyes and the way he holds himself like he’s on the edge of a ledge, makes me lose my breath in anticipation, “you know what’ll happen...”
I know. He will eat into me but that’s exactly what I want. He’s about to claim me but I don’t allow it. Whimpering, I go down on my knees before him and I move so fast, I almost hit the floorboards.
“Pillow,” he growls in a voice distorted from desire. He’s probably referring to him wanting me to put a pillow under my knees so they won’t ache but I shake my head, defying him and his eyes flash when he looks down at me. I love his eyes when they’re like that, when I’m delicate and he’s so robust and durable that I know it won’t matter how many times I crash into him. He’ll always be there, ready to take me.
I clasp his shaft into my hands, giving it a squeeze and he groans, “Beloved, your timing couldn’t be any worse...”
But it’s not timing, I’m worried about. It’s him. I put my lips on the tip, gripping the tattooed base and my eyes flare at how good this feels to me. His body strains, his fingers gripping my hair a little bit recklessly which means he enjoys this.
He’s trying to fight it, his need to protect me greater than his need to have me but he’s only a man and his body betrays him, his hunger rising until he’s snarling and growling. He pulls me closer, his thighs rippling, his abs tensing with his hardened breaths. I have the most powerful male before me and it makes my heart skip a beat.
We both want this so much, our hands searching and stroking and determination flares in me when he pumps his hips in my face, encouraging me to wring him dry.
“Please,” Axwell moans. “Yale, please...”
He wants me to finish him.
“Axwell X,” a voice shouts from the courtyard and my eyes flare. “Get out here. We have unresolved business with you.”
They’re going to have to wait! When Axwell starts to move away, anxiety floods me and I begin to pump him with my mouth, sucking my cheeks in while I flood him with firm laps and he curses, pistons his hips and I can taste that he’s close.
“Going to come...,” he rasps, swelling and contracting in my soft mouth and my eyes roll back in my head.
“Get the hell out!” that voice shouts again. Axwell gets something dark in his eyes, I don’t like so to distract him I put his hand on my breast. He squeezes it like he’s squeezing an orange and I cry out. Next time I blink, he’s shoved himself inside of me and I’m on my back on the cold floor. I moan when he grunts and pushes, the back of my head brushing against the wood and I move my hips to meet him.
“Need my woman satisfied,” he groans, “hard to leave your warmth.” His words come out broken and tense. “But fuck me, I have to...” Dazed and pissed off at the situation, he lets out a growl, gives me a soft kiss and pulls out but I won’t let him do this!
