Chapter Forty-Seven

We have just gotten home from the meeting.

“Axe, I want to provide as much support as I can now that we're mates so what do you expect me to do as the luna?” I ask.

“Well your main duty is to stay by my side. You don't have to speak at meetings or anything like that. You're basically my support system, like Dash,” he explains.

“Will I be doing pack work like Dash does?”

“No. I've already got my top soldiers who are in charge of specific jobs. You're my support,” he emphasises the word my.

“Okay.” I lean back against the couch. “What do you want to do for dinner?”

“We can decide later.”

Axe places his hand on my thigh and rubs in a suggestive way.

He leans in and closes the gap between our lips.

The kiss is soft and sensual, such a satisfying kiss.

He rearranges the way our bodies are and lays us down on the couch.

My legs part as he slides his body between them.

He removes his shirt, then mine. Axe presses his hard chest against my body.

Having his glorious form over me sends the desire right to the region between my legs.

When his lips part from mine, they travel down my neck.

The moment his mouth touches my mark, a squeal-like moan escapes me.

He continues dragging his lips along my skin, on my chest, down the middle of my stomach and softly sucks against the soft skin on my abdomen.

He reaches under my body and unclips my bra, pulling the straps down my arms. Using his thumbs, he grazes over my hardening nipples, stimulating the nerves throughout my breasts.

“I love seeing your beautiful body.” Axe smiles then brings his lips back to mine.

The longer he kisses me, my legs clench around his body in arousal.

He seems to notice because he takes off my pants and underwear.

He slides his fingers up and down my wetness, his palm brushing against my clitoris with each movement.

I tug on the hem of his jeans so he pulls up, unbuttons them and lies back on me.

“Can I go in raw? I'll pull out, I promise,” he murmurs.

As much as pulling out seems idiotic, I'm too aroused to wait for him to grab a condom, so I agree. It's not the first time we haven't used one. It just feels so good to have skin on skin that we take the risk. We have talked about birth control but haven't sorted it out yet.

Axe slides inside me and I let out a moan.

He makes love to me, and the pleasure surging through my body is extraordinary.

I wrap my arms around his back, grazing my nails against his skin with each of his thrusts.

When I feel the build-up I've become so fond of, Axe sucks on my mark like he knows I'm close.

Each thrust pushes me closer and closer until I scream out loudly as the electrifying sensation travels through my body, my legs tightening around him.

Axe doesn't stop even while I shudder against him after my orgasm.

I try to gain back control of my body but that orgasm powered through me in such a way that I can't think a coherent thought.

Even in my hazy state, I hear the door swing open.

“I heard her scream, I just... Ohh.” Dash averts his eyes after realising what he just walked in on.

“Dude,” Axe scolds, pressing his body close to mine to cover my intimate parts so Dash can't see them. “Why do you think she was screaming? Get out,” Axe orders.

“Sorry,” Dash mumbles before quickly leaving. Axe looks down at me.

“Can we finish or did that ruin the moment?” Axe asks.

“Mm go ahead,” I say, my voice raspy.

I would think I'd feel embarrassed to have someone walk in on such a profound moment.

However, the orgasm has put me in such a place of contentment, I really don't care if Dash saw anything.

Axe continues to move inside me until he finishes on my stomach and rolls to the side, resting his arm over my body.

I chuckle. “We should lock the door in the future.”

“I don't know whether I should be creeped out that Dash can hear everything I do or be thankful he keeps his ears perked in case of any danger.” Axe chuckles too.

“So... food now?” I ask, even though I could easily fall asleep after that.

“You might want to shower first.” Axe grins, staring down at the mess he made on my stomach.

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