38. Axel
Axel
“ W hat do you mean there’s more?”
She hesitates to move for the second time tonight, her eyes widening and her words turning into a high pitched squeak, like she didn’t really want to ask. Honestly, this is probably going to be a bigger pill to swallow for her.
“Exactly what I just said.” I tell her, my tone firm and unyielding. “If you want to know, we’re doing it my way or not at all.”
She sinks to her knees slowly, but not before giving me a cursory eye roll.
Fucking brat.
“You know you use fucking as a coping mechanism, right?” she taunts.
“Oh, yeah? What is it that I’m trying to cope with, little trainwreck?” Her knees land in the dirt and I groan at the sight of her like this before ordering, “Take me out.”
She does as she’s told, thankfully. “Oh, you know. Things get vulnerable for you and you turn to fucking and ravaging to mask your pain. The pain of never truly being loved.” Her eyes lock with mine as she pulls my already rock hard cock from my pants.
Fucking hell.
I should be angry that she called me out like this, but I think it’s turning me on.
It’s proof that this woman was fucking made for me.
She sees through the bullshit and straight to the core of me.
As terrified as I am of everything that’s happened and everything she makes me feel, I know with infinite certainty that I’m not capable of letting her go. Ever.
“If you think calling me out will offend me, you should rethink your strategy. Now put your hands behind your back and suck it like it’s the last thing you’ll ever have in your mouth, slut. Who knows? It might just be.”
Her pupils blow wide at my command and I know I’ve got her.
I’m not quite ready to tell her the last piece, yet.
I guess technically it won’t be the last since I have no intention of telling her anytime soon that I blackmailed her pharmacist into giving her a placebo.
Whoops. I’m going to hold onto that one a little longer, if I tell her at all.
It’s probably fucked up on a completely other level, but I don’t want to risk spooking her before she’s totally and completely tied to me. Yeah… I know… I’m the problem.
Like the good fucking girl I know she isn’t, she opens wide and I push the throbbing head of my dick into her, nudging the back of her head to rest against the tree in the process.
I sink in further causing her to moan around my shaft.
“Look at you… taking this big fat cock in your mouth up against a tree in the woods like a filthy, depraved whore. Anyone could come down this trail right now and see me stealing all your oxygen and there’s nothing you could do about it.”
That bit earns me another moan as saliva begins to leak from her full mouth and onto her bare thighs. Her eyes roll back in her head for a second and when they come back to me, there’s a vacancy there that I love to see… the moment that she lets go for me.
“That’s it, baby,” I praise while thrusting deep into her, eliciting a gag. “Take me. Gag on this dick like it’s your one and only job.”
She unclasps her hands and brings one between her legs. I shouldn’t allow it, but I will this time.
“Awwww, is choking on my cock turning you on?” I tease and she nods as much as she can in response. “That’s okay. If you can come before I stop, I’ll allow it.” She doesn’t have to know it, but I have no intention of coming in her mouth. I have a different hole in mind and this is just the warmup.
Fuck if her mouth doesn’t feel like heaven, though.
The warmth of her tongue against the underside of my shaft has me wanting to change all my plans and blow right here, right now.
The tingle at the base of my spine is the only warning I need to pull myself from her.
She releases me with a pop and licks her lips.
I lift my spit-covered cock for her and order, “Suck on my balls, baby.” She leans forward and takes one into her mouth, sucking gently and causing me to hiss at the velvety texture of her mouth on such a sensitive part of me.
She moans while circling it with her tongue just before releasing it and doing the same to the other. This time while she’s sucking, I release my cock and it makes a heavy slapping sound against her face.
“Fuck, don’t you look so pretty holding my cock on your face like that for me.”
Another groan as she pops off of me. Now it’s time for the real fun to start before I blow too soon and embarrass myself. Grabbing a handful of her soft hair at the base of her skull, I squeeze and she winces.
“Ouch, fuck.”
“That’s right, baby. You get pleasure and pain from me. Don’t even pretend like you don’t love it. Like you don’t need it.”
“Wow, I reeeeally expected more from you here. Is this all you’ve got?”
I inhale a slow, deep, intentional, irritated breath. She’s goading me. I know it’s her way of telling me she can take more, but I still have to reign it in. I don’t actually want to hurt her.
I tug her toward me and maneuver her face to the ground as I crouch next to her and growl in her ear, “You can taunt me all you want. It won’t change your fate. Now stick that ass in the air for me.”
I happen to know firsthand how much she likes to be forced, so I release her hair and spread my hand against her cheek and push her into the soft earth beneath her.
She groans and kicks a leg out, failing to make contact but it does cause me to lose some of my balance.
My other hand swings out and lands swiftly on her firm ass.
“You just can’t help yourself can you?” I taunt, even though I know she can only respond with sounds and not words at the moment since my thumb has made its way into her mouth.
“If you even think about fucking biting me, I swear to god, you won’t sit comfortably for a week.
” I don’t think that will actually deter her, but she surprises me by sucking my thumb further into her mouth.
“Good girl. Now get that ass up so I can take what belongs to me. What’s always belonged to me. ”
Her hips sway as she shuffles to get her knees underneath her. Once she’s in position, I take hold of her panties and shove them down her ass and thighs, letting them rest at her knees.
Keeping my hand firmly on her face, I push her a little more and twist just enough to ensure I’m dirtying her up like I’d planned. At the same time, I slide around her until I’m positioned behind her legs bound together by her panties.
Fuck. Her cunt looks so good like this. I bet it’s tighter than usual with her legs squeezed together. But I’m not here for that hole.
My legs are now straddling hers as I suck my other thumb into my mouth, getting it nice and wet. Once it’s covered in spit, I place it against the tight ring of her asshole and press lightly.
She shrieks against my hand.
That got her attention.
“Let me in, baby. Starting with my thumb will be easier than my cock, but I’m happy to oblige and just go straight to it if you don’t cooperate.”
Her face pushes hard against my hand at that last bit. She’s putting up a good amount of resistance, but she can’t overpower me.
“What’s that?” I ask, removing my hand from her head. “Do you have something to say, Wrinley?”
“Fuck right off. You are not fucking my ass for the first time in the woods, asshole!”
Her legs move alternately in yet another failed attempt to kick the shit out of me. She almost got me once, but not quite. She did tear her panties though. Not like we needed them, although I’m tempted to shove them in her mouth. I would if I didn’t like hearing her talk back to me so fucking much.
“Oh, yes I fucking am,” I grunt. “I’m about to ram my cock so far up this tight asshole, you’ll think I’ve taken up residence in there because you’ll still feel me well into next week.”
My thumb is fully encased inside of her now.
Slowly, I start to fuck it in and out of her as I quickly shove two fingers from my other hand into her tight, wet heat.
Christ, seeing both of her holes filled and fucked at the same time is sexy as fuck.
My dick jerks, waiting for his turn to disappear inside of her forbidden hole.
“You see. This is the last hole I’ve yet to claim. Once I do, I’ll finally own all of you.” I lean over her again and whisper in her ear, “After all, I think I’ve earned it after working so hard to keep you pure for me all these years.”
Her breaths pause as the words sink in.
I love this part.
When her brain chews on the words until she realizes what’s been right in front of her this entire time. When she finally releases the breath she was holding, her muscles tense underneath me and her skin is suddenly hot.
“Are you saying…” she pauses. “Did you… wait…”
“Come on little trainwreck, you already know the fucking answer.”
Wrinley
I make a pitiful attempt to steady my breathing.
I can’t think like this.
Face down, ass up in the dirt with his fucking thumb in my ass and fingers in my cunt. Is he saying what I think he’s saying?
“I love watching you struggle to put the pieces together,” Axel taunts from above me as he removes his digits from me. “Let me help you. Think back to when we ran into each other years ago when you were trying to get your cherry popped as an eighteenth birthday present to yourself.”
My cheeks spread and I feel something wet land on my asshole, just as he lines his cock up at the entrance, adding just enough pressure to freak me out. “W-wait–”
“You better hurry. I’ve been dying to fuck your tight ass for so long. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold out.”
“Did you do something to my date?”
He adds more pressure until the head of his cock is secure inside me. It pinches and the burn is intense. This time, the sound of him spitting on the spot where our bodies meet causes my pussy to clench around nothing and I don’t have to touch myself to know how soaked I am.
“Yes.”
He pushes in again followed by more spit and I crank my neck to watch it fall from his lips. God, I thought I was fucked up before. Watching Axel spit on my ass while working himself inside will be my undoing.
“What did you do?”
“Oh, I just ensured that he wouldn’t be taking your virginity that night. Him and everyone that’s come since.”
“AXEL!” I yell, because who does he even think he is?
Trying to twist myself out of his hold, I yell some more, “What gave you the right to do such a manipulative, beyond fucked thing?” The words keep coming.
I can’t stop them now. “Are you telling me that all those years, you’re the reason I couldn’t get fucking laid? ”
“Yeah, trainwreck. Those little boys couldn’t give you what you needed anyway,” he spits, sinking further into me. “Fuuuuuck, your ass is so tight, baby. I knew it would be. If only you could see how well you’re taking me right now. It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.”
“All I wanted was to lose my virginity and you took that from me for years.” I mumble the words as a tear escapes my eye. “I lied to everyone in my life for years. Your sister included.”
He shoves himself in again and when his hips meet my ass, I know he’s fully seated inside me. “Oh my god, it’s so full,” I whine.
Bending over me, he wrenches my head back by my hair so hard I’m positive he’s actually removed a chunk.
Then he mutters through gritted teeth, “Don’t fucking talk about my sister while I’m inside you.
And don’t lie. I’ve done nothing but watch you for almost ten years and all I’ve seen is you wasting your fucking life away like a scared little bitch.
You didn’t drive. You couldn’t even get in a car without having a panic attack.
There’s still so much to do, but don’t lie to me and tell me your life isn’t better now that you’re mine. ”
Despite being fully in my ass, he doesn’t move a muscle. He just waits for me to answer.
“Admit it, Wrinley,” he commands roughly, adding a sharp smack to my ass for good measure. “Admit you’re glad I claimed you back then, even though I waited to fix you until now and I’ll fuck your tight ass in this dirt like I already know you want.
Or don’t and I’ll go back in the club and grab a handful of guys so you can start catching up on all the dick you missed out on while you were already mine.
Just know if you choose the wrong option, their blood will be on your hands because there’s no fucking way they’ll get within a foot of you without me slitting their fucking throats and fucking you in their blood just to punish you for choosing the wrong option. I suggest you be smart about it.”
His cock twitches in my ass sending a bolt of electricity up my spine.
Why does it feel so good just parked in there?
The crazy part is, I know he’s just fucked up enough to do it.
Damn him. Damn him. Damn him.
The tears flow freely as I process everything he’s put in front of me.
I should end this fucked up game and tell him right now that I’m pregnant, but the truth of the matter, is he’s not wrong.
I’m so wrapped up in him that I don’t think I could disentangle myself from him if I wanted to.
He doesn’t go about it in conventional ways, but he makes me feel safe and cared for.
I don’t want anyone else’s lives to be taken because of me, but the realization that he would do it and risk everything like that…
has a heady sensation whirring around in my head and it’s intoxicating.
“Look at me,” he orders. I twist my neck a little more and our gazes lock.
That’s when I see it. I see the vulnerability he hides underneath that steel exterior.
This man is a walking embodiment of abandonment issues with his shitty mom and equally shitty father.
He’s never had anyone just fucking accept him as he is and truly love him.
That’s when it hits me…
I’m in love with Axel Bradley.
I shouldn’t be. I should be angry and freaked out that he’s done this. That he’s manipulated an important part of my life for the past ten years and denied me the experiences I’ve so desperately wanted. But the truth is, I’m glad it was him.
“Okay,” I answer.
“Wrinley–”
“Call me the other thing.”
“Trainwreck–”
“No. The other one. Please,” I beg softly. “Call me whatever you want, any other time, but I need you to call me the other one while you’re inside of me. From now on. Please.”
“Baby…” he whispers and I give him a slight nod, blinking and silently begging him to continue. “I’m going to need more than just an ‘okay’ this time. Use your words. I know you have plenty.”
“I choose you.”