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Axel’s eyes search mine, his gaze filled with a mixture of adoration and vulnerability. He brings his hand to my face, tenderly brushing my cheek with his thumb. “No more wasted time,” he murmurs, determination lacing his words. “From this moment on, we embrace every second we have together.”
I nod in agreement, feeling the weight of his promise settle into my heart, and we seal the promise with a heated kiss.
Despite the cold, my body is burning up with need, and my fingers become clumsy in their eagerness to remove the clothing obstacles between us.
Axel unbuttons my shirt, his movements slow and deliberate as though savouring every touch. I moan softly, my skin tingling with anticipation. His hands glide over my bare skin, tracing the contours of my body, and my breath hitches as eyes blacker than the dead of night meet mine.
“You are mine, Peony,” he whispers, a note of possession in his voice.
“And you are mine,” I reply, my voice barely more than a whisper.
With that, we break apart and tear at our clothing, our movements urgent and desperate. The urgency I feel is mirrored in his eyes. We’re both caught in the visceral drive of our passion, tossed around in a whirlwind of greedy kisses and desperate touches.
When we are finally naked, he lifts me up, his hands gentle yet strong, and carries me to the soft Astroturf. He lays me down gently, as if I am some precious treasure he wants to protect from harm – just like he claimed he was doing all along. I can’t help but marvel at the way he treats me, as if he values ourconnection more than anything. Why couldn’t I see it before now?
He hovers above me, his eyes locked on mine, and with a deep breath, he pushes into me, entering me in a single fluid motion. We both groan, the sound of our pleasure mingling in the cool night air. It’s like coming home, a perfect fit, a connection that couldn’t be more right.
As we move together, Axel’s eyes never leave mine, and I see the love and devotion there. He’s not just taking me, he’s claiming all of me. He’s taking every ounce of pain, every ounce of hope, and every ounce of love I have to offer. And I’m ready to give it all to him, willingly.
The stars above seem to dance with us, as if cheering us on in our reunion. Our bodies become one, and we lose ourselves in each other’s embrace. The world around us fades away, and all that matters is the here and now, the feeling of his skin against mine, the pounding of our hearts synchronising with the rhythm of our lovemaking.
Our bodies are in harmony, our kisses deepening with each passing moment. We’re not just making love; we’re creating something new, something that will forever bind us together. This connection is not just physical, but it’s an emotional and spiritual bond that we’ve been searching for, for so long.
As we reach the peak of our passion, there’s a surge of emotion that takes my breath away. I’ve never felt so alive, so complete. The universe seems to be celebrating with us, the meteor shower painting the sky with streaks of light that illuminate our love story.
It’s as if we’ve been granted a second chance, a chance to undo the mistakes of the past and start anew. Our love has not only brought us together but has given us purpose, a reason to keep going, to keep fighting, to keep dreaming.
Axel and I lie there, our hearts pounding in sync, our bodies still connected. The night air is cool against our skin, but we feel warm, safe, and loved.
My father has lost it.
He sickens and repulses me.
I sicken and repulse myself.
When I tried to stand up to him, to say no, I didn’t get the beating I expected. I got a home movie. A compilation of all the fucked up, illegal, and sickening shit he’s made me do over the years.Dirt,he calls it. He’s got it on everyone. I knew that. I just didn’t think he’d have it – or use it – on me.
I’m his son for Christ’s sake. The heir to his empire. His only flesh and blood. And yet he has no qualms in threatening me to keep me in line.
I don’t even care.
No.
It’s the other threats. The threat to Zie and Kaiden and Peony’s lives that keeps me in line.
I’m just a puppet on a string made of razor wire.
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” I mutter. Kaiden and Zie are suited and booted and waiting for me in the foyer the next evening. There’s no way they got this dressed up just to play chauffeur tonight. I don’t need both of them to drive me anyway.
Doesn’t mean I can’t take a moment to enjoy the view though.
They’re both wearing black slacks, though I suspect Kaiden’s might be jeans, and smart white button up shirts with the top buttons open. The hint of Kaiden’s tattoos poking out the top is particularly distracting.
“Like we’d let you go out alone,” Zie scoffs.
“I’m not alone. I’m going out with the girls.”
“I’m just here to party,” Kaiden replies with an easy grin, but there’s devilment in his eyes and it excites me.
