Chapter Thirty
AXEL
Fuck this asshole for trying to make decisions for her like she’s a goddamn child.
She’s a strong-ass woman who can do this shit on her own.
It didn’t need to be like this. I had a fucking plan.
I wanted to take her out to the field, watch the stars with her, and remind her she has choices to live the life she wants.
Just like I do. And as long as she’ll have me, I’m choosing her.
I can’t give her up. Even if that means leaving my family and transferring clubs to Autumn Bay.
It wouldn’t be easy, but I’d do it for her.
Sienna doesn’t look like the broken woman I met at the diner. Right now, she looks like the healed version, who isn’t going to take any shit. And I couldn’t be fucking prouder.
“You don’t have to decide right now. They’re staying the night, Chaos and Sin can deal with them, and we can go back to the room. I don’t even have to go with you if you want some alone time.”
“Sienna,” Saint snaps.
Sienna whirls around me. “No, Maddox! Stop telling me what to do! If I want to go back, I’ll go back.
Cain needs to be dealt with first. Can’t you see that I’m fine?
You three have seen me broken, battered, and bruised.
Is that what you see when you look at me right now?
I’ve finally found some happiness in my days.
So don’t come in here with this macho protective shit and demand I fall in line, because that’s only going to push me away!
” she yells. Fuck, I’m so proud of her. No matter the outcome and how it affects me, I’m so fucking proud of her.
Deacon puts his hand on Saint’s shoulder. It takes a moment, but his face softens. “Alright, Enna, I hear you. Can we talk? Without putting on a show for the entire club?” Maddox suggests.
“We can talk tomorrow after we’ve both cooled down. I don’t want to do this right now.”
“That’s fair, I get it. We’ll be here when you wake up.”
Alright, so the snake can be taught. Probably a good thing since he’s about to become a Heathen. Sienna turns back to me, running her fingers down my face gently. I sink into her touch. “I’m heading to the room. I just need a minute to breathe.”
“Okay, sweetheart. I’ll be there in a few.
” She nods and then spins to walk back down the hall.
The tension in the room rises as soon as she’s out of sight, the three dumbasses in front of me looking at me like I’m their biggest enemy, when all I’ve done is be there for Sienna.
Not even taking into account the loyalty I’ve given them, fighting on their behalf, and doing everything in my power to help restore their fucking club, even if it is about to become our next chapter.
“You three had better get those stupid-ass expressions off your faces before you really piss me off. You think she needs us fighting?”
“Some fucking transparency would be nice. Here we were thinking you were helping us out, but your loyalty is to Sienna, not to us or club business.”
“My loyalty is to my family, and I consider Sienna a part of that now, and by extension, you three. We can either get along and work together, or we can continue to fight until I rip you three into pieces. Trust me, I’ve got months of barely controlled energy built up inside me with nowhere for it to go, you don’t want to fuck with me. Especially when it comes to her.”
“So you’re together then.”
“You’re gonna have to ask her that tomorrow. She can explain. I don’t speak for her.” Ending the conversation, I nod at Chaos and Sin, who are standing off to the side, ready to support me in whatever needs to happen here. I turn my back, with only one thing on my mind.
Making sure my girl is okay.
When I get into the room, Sienna isn’t on the bed or at the desk, but the bathroom door is closed, and I can hear the shower running.
I take a seat at my desk, wanting to give her some time to think privately.
My heart’s all over the damn place. I want this woman so fucking bad, but I also know she needs to make decisions for herself.
When the shower turns off, I wait patiently, my knee bouncing, my hand running through my hair.
But then I hear what sounds like sniffling, and my heart plummets.
I gently rap my knuckles against the door. “Sienna? Are you okay, sweetheart? It sounds like you’re crying.”
“I’m fine.” She sniffles again, and that gets me moving. I open the door and step in, letting it fall closed behind me.
“Axel! What are you doing? I’m in here!” She’s sitting on the edge of the bathtub, wrapped in a towel, her bottom lip quivering, tears filling the rims of her pretty eyes.
“Helping you.”
“There’s nothing you can do!”
I drop down to my haunches in front of her, placing my hands on the outside of her thighs. Tears streak down her pretty face, and my heart cracks wide open. I never want to see this woman cry.
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
Her eyes flutter shut for a moment, then her shoulders drop.
“I haven’t had a good cry in a while, I think it was just long overdue.
Maddox is such a good brother, Axel. He’s just protecting me the only way he knows how.
It’s just suffocating, and I’ve been struggling to breathe for so long, and now that I can, I don’t want to give that up. ”
“Sweetheart, this is your life, and you don’t have to give up anything if you don’t want to.
No one gets to decide for you. If you want to go back to Autumn Bay, then we go to Autumn Bay.
If you want to stay here, we stay here.” Her eyes bounce up to mine so fast it takes me a second to realize why.
“We?”
“If you’ll have me. I’m not ready to give you up until you tell me to, and even then, I’ll always be yours.” The tears start to really flow now, and it cracks my heart right open. “Baby girl, what is it? What do you need?”
“I’m staying, Axel. I want to stay here, with you, with the club, in Amberwood.
You told me once that coming here was the first time you had a place where you could push boundaries and explore while having a safety net, that you found yourself, and got a second chance at life; that’s how I feel.
I don’t want to leave it.” The breath is knocked from my lungs.
Holy shit, she’s staying. My hands run up her thighs, over the fabric of the towel, until I’m cupping her face.
“You’re staying?” I whisper, needing to hear it said explicitly.
“I’m staying, Axel.”
“I don’t think you have any idea how happy you just made me.”
I grip her hips and lift, picking her up and setting her on the edge of the counter, gently pushing open her thighs.
“Axel . . .” she says, all breathy and low.
“Yeah, sweetheart?” I keep my eyes on her as I spread her legs, then I’m dropping back down to my knees.
I don’t look between us as much as I want to, but I don’t need to see to know my way around her pussy by now.
I’ve kissed her between her thighs enough times to know exactly where I need to be.
She holds me hostage as I dip my head down and stick out my tongue.
Her tears have dried up, her features showing that look of awe and arousal that I love so much.
I focus on her clit, swirling my tongue around the spot until her hips start to move, a hand threading through my hair and pulling me closer. That’s my girl. Use me.
She tastes so fucking good. I want to take my time with her, want to bury my face between her thighs and never come up for air. I suck her clit between my lips, pulsing and sucking on her sweet spot. I slip my fingers between us, finding her hole and pressing two fingers inside her.
“Ohhh!” she moans as I curl upward, searching for her G-spot. “Oh, god, Axel.”
“You like that, sweetheart? Fuck, look at you.” The towel has long fallen free, exposing her small chest and pretty, pert nipples, the scars that run across the left side of her collarbone, neck, and jaw.
It’s the first time I’ve seen her completely naked, and I’m in awe of the vision in front of me.
I devour her, slowly rubbing against that sweet spot deep inside her while lapping at her swollen, needy clit.
I’ve eaten this pussy every single night since the first time, and I’ll never get tired of it.
Sienna throws her head backward as she unravels, her arousal soaking my lips and coating my tongue. She tastes so fucking good.
I lick her through her orgasm, pushing her right into a second.
She spasms around me, her tight pussy walls clenching my fingers and gripping tight, legs shaking around my head.
Fuck, I want to feel her wrapped around my cock.
I want to be as close to her as physically possible.
This has always been enough for me, exploring, taking our time, easing her into everything, but right now, I’m hoping she wants the same thing.
I keep my eyes on her, lapping at her center until she starts to come down, her silky center so soft against my tongue.
But I’m fucking ravenous. Hungry. Starving.
I kiss over her puffy lips, pubic area, nuzzling my nose through her short hair, kissing up her stomach and ribs, my hands sliding up her sides.
Then they’re right under her breasts, my thumbs swiping back and forth just below them while my tongue licks up her sternum, kissing my way over her chest, taking my time to kiss her scars, my tongue tracing the lines over her collarbone, the deep ridges in her neck.
Sienna shivers in my arms, and I know it’s not from the cold.
“Is this okay?” I breathe against her soft, marred skin.
“Yes, don’t stop. Don’t stop. Please.”
“God, as much as I like hearing you beg, baby, you never have to with me.”