Axel Wulf: A Romance Crime Action Thriller

Chapter 35

The real friends, the ones that make miracles happen, the ones greater than any treasure you could find on any adventure, they see the wolf in you and love it too. You’re not a monster. You’re not. ~Neverafter

1 Year Later

Gwen

To my right, a handful of friends stand barefoot in the sand. In front of me, wearing a white button down shirt and khakis, the groom smiles. Between us, Abbie bounces up and down, but Bear sits at attention, ears perked.

My eyes water when the celloist ends ‘I Will Always Love You’, and now the preacher joins our hands. “Repeat after me, I, Guinivere Marie McGee, take Axel Jamison Wulf…”

The rest happens just as I planned. We say our vows, walk back to the beach house, and guests help themselves to the open bar and barbeque.

The guys who rescued my daughter laugh in a corner while I visit with their wives. The DJ we hired plays dance songs, the police close off the block, and everyone in the area comes out to party. Once the fireworks have finished, we say goodnight, and sit on the rental’s front steps.

“Well, Mrs. Wulf, your project plan went off without a hitch, and the predicted thunderstorms decided to hold off. However, you missed one important action item.”

I go through my list but can’t think of anything I left out. “What?”

Chuckling, he takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom where he removes my clothes. “Success criteria. Can the Big Bad Wolf live happily ever after?”

“Of course, he can because he lost his appetite for blowing houses down, eating red-cloaked children, and hiding in sheepskins.” I unbutton his white linen shirt, kiss down his firm stomach, and unzip his fly.

After I tug down his pants and undies, he backs me to the mattress, and his lips brush my ear.“You can never tame a wild predator. He lies in wait.”

His mouth claims mine, our tongues tangle, and our desire spikes as our palms run up and down caressing each other’s bodies.

As I dig my nails into his butt cheeks, he growls, pushes me to the sheets, and straddles me. The wolfman caresses my breasts, as I moan, “My goodness grandma, what big hands you have.”

“The better to touch you with, my dear.” Keeping me captive between his knees, he places my arms over my head.

With one hand behind my back, he runs a thumb over my taut nipples to my hip bone.

Ready to rock, I spread my legs as he slips to the floor. “What big teeth you have, grandma.”

He catches my heated gaze and returns it. “Ah, I can tell where this is going. The better to eat you with, my dear.”

His head disappears and I gasp as his tongue plays my already swollen nub. While he inserts a finger and curls it into my G-spot, all my nerves tighten and brace for the release.

A nibble brings me higher still and a breath of air sends me to the brink of insanity.

“Please, Axel.” Clutching the sheets and praying for relief, he swirls his silky tip in my juices and runs it across my apex.

“Oh, oh…” I press my heels into the mattress and as I arch for more, he plunges into my depths, hits my bullseye, and I come.

Grunting, he pistons and hits my center over and over. High beyond all reason, I wrap my ankles around his thighs, dig my nails into his back, and hold on for the most amazing ride of my life.

He stiffens and licks my lids. After I open my eyes, the intensity of his gaze brings tears to my eyes. Souls connected, he thrusts deep, and I join him again in orgasmic bliss.

Later, after we float to earth. I nip his ear and giggle. “My goodness, what a big cock you have.”

“Mmm… The better to fuck you with, my dear.” He rolls over, we make love again, and as we fall asleep, I wonder what the future holds.

My sleepy shoulder-Beyoncé shuts down my worries. Life’s no fairytale, honey. Do you got dreams? Well, you need to make them your reality.

Smiling, I give her a mental high-five, and drift off to sleep. Tomorrow, I have a new project plan to write.

The End