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“Put it back in. Please, just work with me!” I beg, clawing at him and I use my body to roll him over. It seems to take him by surprise because he doesn’t have time to react and his hips are already rolling under me. Triumphant I slide down in a slow, fluid motion and we both cry out in shock at how good that felt, our mouths kissing desperately, our bodies arcing and I nearly buck off Axwell when he gives me everything he’s been holding back. He drives into me like I’m nothing and I clutch to him, trying to give back as good as I take and then I start bouncing. “Ahh...,” I moan and Axwell snarls, grabbing my hips and he uses my body to slide me up and down.
“Making me crazy,” he growls, “going insane...acting reckless, all because of you...”
In response, I nod desperately because I need him to be reckless and I look down at where our bodies meet, at the intricate pattern of inked black disappearing into my pink.
The lust slamming into me is hard and demanding but not more demanding than Axwell, and he treats me like I’m dripping with feminine gifts of pleasure that are his to wring dry. He satiates himself using me, I’m the only thing capable of deeply satisfying him.
“Rest those big tits in my hands,” he commands and I oblige, putting my breasts in his waiting palms and he treats them attentively and with greed like they’re made out of rose gold. I bounce harder, feeling myself contract around him. I squeeze my eyes, ready to let go when a bullet flies through the window, hitting the wall, close to the ceiling.
I scream, scream while coming at the same time and Axwell arches his neck, his face straining, the veins on his arms almost popping and he floods me. My head drops, my heart pounding and he presses his lips against mine. A moment of connection and then suddenly, we’re not attached anymore. He rises, his massive body prowling and he bends down and takes out the biggest weapon I’ve seen, from underneath the bed.
He’s in attack mode, furious that they shot at us. His eyes turn to me, his face determined and I scurry. “Stay here,” he says in a severe voice. “If you get in the crosshairs, I’ll kill them all. One by one.” He leaves, closing the door but I don’t waste any time. Getting up, I open up one of Axwell’s drawers and yank out a shirt and put it on, before running out.
When I’m at the top of the staircase, he’s already at the entrance and my heart squeezes.
“Axe!” I cry in warning, stumbling down the stairs and I run after him. I burst outside with my arms raised and Axwell snarls,
“Get back inside.”
He’s stark naked, his legs wide apart, his muscular back heaving with violence. The weapon is lifted in his arms and he’s pointing at the bikers that are pointing their own guns at him. I throw myself at Axwell, shielding him with my body.
Don’t they see what we’ve done? Don’t they see the distress we’re in at the threat of our bond being broken?
“You can’t do this!” I scream at them, the wind whipping at me and I curse my own smallness because I can never truly shield Axwell as well as I wish I could. I feel him clasp my upper arm, shoving me behind him and he lifts the weapon again.
“Yale!” he snaps. “Inside.”
My fingers dig into his skin. “You don’t understand. They’re not here to hurt us.” I drag a breath. “They’re here to p...protect me.”
“From who?” Axwell asks in a voice that makes it sound like I’m making up stuff out of thin air and I lick my lips.
“From you.” He frowns, tensing and I add, “I’m the niece of ZeroSum’s leader. That’s what I was trying to tell you minutes ago. That’s why I tried to run when you claimed me as yours.”
His head whips around. “You thought I would hold it against you?” Axwell asks and I nod and something flashes in his eyes.
“Give her back up,” ZeroSum yells and I want to bark at them to leave us alone. “She’s not yours.”
Yes, I am! Now more than ever because of the way he’s ready to defend me. Defend what we feel for each other and he’s treating it like it’s the most precious thing creation ever has witnessed.
Axwell growls, his aggression crammed and I hurry to yelp. “Don’t say that to him! Please...he knows how to be good...,” I lick my lips, “when he wants to...”
“Yale, you’ve lost your mind!” they yell and I yell back that I want him, that he’s not forcing me to anything and that I’m here out of my own free will but they’re not buying it. They don’t understand. Don’t understand what a girl like me could have in common with a walker of the underworld.
But our bond breaks boundaries, connects two worlds that usually don’t meet.
Axwell’s lip pulls over his teeth. “Beloved, go wait for me upstairs in my bedroom.”
His tone is overly calm and I yelp, “Be nice!” And then I have no choice but to run back inside.
8.
Axwell
Now that Yale is out of the way, I turn toward the bikers again. They found out about us after one of their informers saw me and Yale at the diner and ratted. They’re watching me aggressively, their bikes purring and they still have their guns pointing at me. So, they want me to give up Yale? I’d rather be skinned alive and I sneer. I’m territorial and I don’t want men this close to my woman, especially men I don’t know.
I’m still throbbing even though I’m spent and she chose the worst time to get to know my cock. I nearly busted, nearly had her swallow me while a threat waited outside. My eyes quickly squeeze and behind my lids I see Yale on her knees, her bee stung lips sliding, her hand holding me in a grip that’s too loose because of her lack of experience and it excited me beyond measure. In that room, I could barely control myself as her thighs shuddered, her body moving like she was in heat and she enjoyed it. She enjoyed sucking me, treating me to her perfect, loving mouth.
But Yale is wrong. She says the bikers aren’t a real threat but that’s not true. Any male, good or bad is a threat when trying to trespass upon my woman. Upon what is mine.
