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Together we move from room to room, checking windows and doors. Axel's military precision is both terrifying and reassuring. He's all controlled power and fierce commitment, a walking contradiction who can cook up a gourmet meal or take down an enemy with equal skill.
"I've got to hand it to you," I say as we finish our rounds, "you really know how to make a girl feel safe."
His gaze meets mine, blue eyes intense with something more than professional concern. "It's more than just a job for me," he says quietly.
The air between us crackles with unspoken words and lingering touches as we prepare for whatever comes next.
"I know," I whisper back. My heart hammers against my ribs as I look up at him—the man who might just be my port in this storm.
"Thank you," I add because those two words carry more weight than any blanket ever could.
He doesn't need to reply; his embrace says it all—strong arms that promise to hold back the darkness and keep me grounded when fear tries to carry me away.
14
SASHA
As Axel's arms wrap around me, I feel a sense of safety and comfort that I haven't known in a long time. His embrace is warm and solid, a promise of protection and something more—something that sets my heart racing and my skin tingling with anticipation.
I breathe in his scent, a heady mix of pine and musk that's uniquely Axel. It's intoxicating, and I find myself pressing closer, my hands sliding up his back to pull him even tighter against me.
Axel's breath hitches, and I feel a shudder run through his body. His hand comes up to cup the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair as he tilts my face up to his.
"Sasha," he murmurs, his voice low and rough with emotion. "I..."
But whatever he was going to say is lost as his lips find mine in a fervent kiss. It's a kiss that's both tender and desperate, a pouring out of all the fear and longing and desire that's been building between us since the moment we first met.
I melt into him, my body molding to his as if we were made for each other. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, tangling with mine in a dance that's both familiar and exhilarating. I can feel the heat of his skin through his shirt, the hard planes of his body pressing against my softer curves.
We stumble backward, Axel's hands guiding me until my back hits the wall. He presses into me, his thigh slipping between my legs, and I can't help the moan that escapes my lips at the delicious friction.
"Axel," I gasp, my fingers digging into his shoulders. "Please..."
He pulls back slightly, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded with desire. "Are you sure?" he asks, his voice strained. "We don't have to..."
But I silence him with another kiss, pouring all my certainty and need into the press of my lips against his. "I'm sure," I whisper against his mouth. "I want this. I want you."
And with those words, the last of Axel's restraint snaps. He lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carries me towards the bedroom, his lips never leaving mine.
I wrap my arms around Axel's neck as he carries me through the doorway. Our kiss deepens, our tongues moving together in a rhythm that speaks of desire and need. I can taste the hint of whiskey on his breath, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
He kicks the door closed behind us, and I feel the coolness of the wall against my back as he presses me up against it. His hands roam my body, exploring every curve, every dip, every contour. I moan into his mouth as he squeezes my ass, pulling me closer to him so I can feel his hardness against me.
I fumble with the buttons on his shirt, my fingers trembling with anticipation. I need to feel his skin against mine, to explore the muscles that ripple beneath the fabric. He breaks our kiss just long enough to pull the shirt off, tossing it aside. I run my hands over his chest, marveling at the warmth of his skin, the way his muscles tense under my touch.
I catch a glimpse of the tattoos on his full sleeve, chest and neck. The intricate lines and patterns are a mystery, a story waiting to be told. I make a mental note to ask him about it later, to unravel the secrets etched into his skin.
His hands find the hem of my dress, and he pulls it up and over my head, leaving me standing before him in nothing but my lingerie. His eyes darken with desire as he takes me in, his gaze raking over my body like a physical touch. I feel a thrill of excitement, of power, knowing that I affect him this way.
He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulls them down, his eyes never leaving mine. I step out of them, and he tosses them aside. Then he's on his knees before me, his hands gripping my thighs as he buries his face between my legs.
I gasp as his tongue finds my clit, circling it, teasing it. He sucks it into his mouth, and I cry out, my fingers tangling in his hair. He slides a finger inside me, then another, pumping them in and out in time with the flicking of his tongue. I can feel the orgasm building, a coil of tension in my belly that grows tighter and tighter until I'm on the edge, teetering, ready to fall.
And then I'm falling, my body convulsing with pleasure as I come, crying out his name. He stands up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and I can see the smug satisfaction in his eyes. But there's more than that. There's a tenderness, a vulnerability that he shows only to me.
Axel reaches for his wallet, retrieving a condom and swiftly rolling it on. His gaze locks with mine, a silent question passing between us. I give a small nod, biting my lower lip in anticipation. He moves closer, one hand gently caressing my cheek as he leans in to capture my lips in a tender kiss. I can feel him positioning himself at my entrance, and with one slow, deliberate thrust, he enters me. Our bodies connect, and a soft moan escapes my lips as we begin to move together in a rhythm as old as time.
I gasp as he fills me, stretching me, making me feel so full. He starts to move, slow at first, then faster, harder. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside me.
