Chapter Fifty
Exams will be coming to an end soon so I'm waiting for that.
I know Amelia won't stop stressing until they're over too.
As for pack life, Kieryn was sentenced to imprisonment until he's eighteen.
Since he's young and still supposed to be in school, he will have a tutor visit him weekly.
His bitch mother will be imprisoned for a while.
Axe thinks if he lets her out, she will go after my father.
Axe wants my father to suffer by himself so he may keep Sarah locked up, the length of her sentence not certain.
Dash has gotten closer to his mate, even spending the night with her at her place. He's deciding how long he should wait before bringing her into the pack area. Carson is excited about her pregnancy. I've spoken to her a few times and every conversation she gushes over the future baby.
Axe is in his office right now working on drawing up an alliance with the alpha of the pack Carson's in. He wants to be able to visit her when she has the baby so he may be visiting that pack soon or that alpha might come here.
I'm cooking in the kitchen. Since I have a lot of free time while exams are on, I've been researching recipes. My time should be spent studying but I know studying will do me no good after tuning out all of the high school classes while I was there.
There's a knock at the door so I wipe my hands on a cloth from cooking and go to answer it.
When I open it, I see Jayceon standing there, his posture immaculate.
He is in charge of the prison and always stands beside Dash and Brian at meetings so I know he's an important pack member.
His appearance is jaw dropping. He's a handsome man but you can see visible scars, a few small ones on his face and some on his bulging arms. It must be from him dealing with angry prisoners.
“Hi, Axe is in his office.” I stand to the side so he can come in.
“Thanks, Luna.” He steps inside.
“Elora's fine,” I correct him, feeling surprised that he's addressing me as luna.
“Okay, Elora. But you're literally walking around with Axe's mark on you. You'll have to get used to the luna title,” Jayceon remarks.
I go back to the kitchen while Jayceon goes upstairs.
I get back to cooking while they talk about whatever they need to.
Jayceon has never come to the house before so I'm hoping nothing terrible has happened.
Shit, what if someone escaped? Half an hour later, Axe escorts Jayceon to the door, then comes to the kitchen and sits on the stool behind the bench.
“What's wrong?” I ask.
“Jayceon said the prison is in chaos. It was Ember's eighteenth birthday recently and Mitchell is her mate.
They can sense each other but they're in different buildings so they're causing trouble for the guards because they're trying to get to each other.
And apparently Ember and Hannah have been fighting with each other and growling from their cells because Hannah had a thing for Mitchell.
I'm trying to figure out how to deal with it,” Axe explains.
Shit, I can't help but laugh. I always knew that was a weird love triangle, just never knew which one Mitchell was sleeping with.
“What's going to happen?” I ask.
“I don't know. I guess we'll have to separate them to an even further distance.
As long as they can sense each other close by, they'll fight to reach the other.
This is an even greater punishment, though.
They have to wait four years before they can be with their mate, which will be agonising.
It even punishes Hannah since she's angry about them being mates.”
“They finally got their karma,” I whisper.
I don't know if I would call it karma. Because none of this would have happened if I hadn't had met Axe. Axe is basically my good karma.
“I smell something good.” Axe grins.
“Well, you'll have to be patient,” I tease since what I'm cooking is still in the oven. Axe stands up and comes around the bench.
“Is that right?” Axe grabs my hips and pushes me gently against the bench. “What do you suggest I do while we wait for food?”
His thumbs press against my pelvic bones while his fingers slide up my shirt.
I look up at him and he steps closer, pressing his body against mine.
His tall frame towers over mine, which is probably why he lifts me onto the bench.
He spreads my thighs, pulling me to the edge so I'm pressed against him.
His fingers slip in the waistband of my pants and he puts pressure on my clit with his fingers.
“Axe,” I gasp, grabbing onto his forearm and leaning back so he can move his hand more.
Axe rubs up and down. The longer he does, the more breathless I become.
He tilts my chin up with his other hand and I lock eyes with him.
The golden swirls in his brown eyes become harder to see as his pupils are growing.
Even if I couldn't feel his erection against my leg, I would still know how aroused he is by the way his eyes are.
They stay on mine while his fingers keep moving.
“Please,” I plead, tightening my legs around his waist.
“Tell me what you want, Elora,” he demands, his voice low and fuelling my arousal.
“You,” I whimper as his fingers stop.
Axe grins wickedly and pushes me back on the bench.
He grabs my pants and takes them off in one quick movement.
I watch in anticipation as he unzips his jeans, slowly pulling them down and revealing his cock.
My eyes go wide as he rubs up and down his cock while looking at me.
Seeing him touch himself has to be the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
I reach out for him and he grins, stepping closer to me.
He guides himself up and down my wetness, teasing me with each of his movements.
I wrap my legs around his back and pull him to me, making him slide inside.
He lets out a sigh and grabs my hips, moving in and out of me slowly and torturously.
“Axe,” I whine.
“I thought you liked it soft and sweet.” His voice is all breathy.
“I do, but I need more,” I pant.
This time when he pulls out, he rams back into me hard making me whimper.
He tightens his hold on my hips and drills into me.
My moans are loud and only get louder as my orgasm builds up inside me.
Axe groans, his parted lips whispering my name and him pulling me even closer to him. I scream out when my orgasm explodes.
“Fuck.” Axe pulls out and unleashes his come on the top of my pussy.
I feel like a mushy mess so I don't even try to sit up. His breathing is loud and his eyes are staring between my legs, his cock still quite hard. The timer on the oven goes off so I try to sit up.
“I've got it.” Axe pulls up his jeans and goes over to the oven while I lie back and close my eyes. I hear Axe moving around then he taps my thigh.
“Come on. Let's eat.”
I sit up and see the food is on the table. I go to the fridge first and grab myself some water for my dry throat from all that moaning. His come is wet in my underwear when I pull it up. Instead of going to shower, I join Axe at the table, my hunger more important than being in clean underwear.
“Sex than food. I couldn't think of anything better.” Axe piles up his plate.
“I think a shower in between would be good.”
“Why?”
“Because you…” I stop, not wanting to tell him his come is dripping down me.
“Ohh.” His eyes widen in realisation, then he laughs. “That's just another one of my marks on you.” He grins while I blush furiously.