by Ruby Carter
“Errmmm can I have both?”
“Mmmm. Sweetness, you can, you greedy little Pixie, but at this very moment I need to be inside you as you milk my cock dry. Turn around and bend over and place your hands in front of you on the wall, baby.” He orders in a growl. I do as he says. I like this Xavier.
Axe’s hand drifts under my top and teases the skin on my stomach as he grabs and tosses off my t-shirt. “Spread your legs Dani. I need to get inside you!” From behind me, I hear the snick of his zipper sliding down his jeans. I draw in a big, long breath to steady my nerves, as it’s the first time we have done it in this position. The rustling of fabric and then a dull thud against the floor sets my heart pounding even harder. The small, soft whisper of his t-shirt landing atop the jeans… Axe presses my back down so I am bent over and one of his fingers pushes and slides inside of me. “Ahhh Xavier… more baby…more.”
“Greedy…fucking Pixie! Do you want me, baby?”
“You know I do…Mmmmm...Don’t stop… Oh god!” I pant out with need of this glorious man.
“Greedy … Pixie! Greedy… fuck!”
Finally, he’s moving his body as he dominates mine. I feel his warm, smooth chest pressed against mine as he kisses, bites on my shoulder. He has hold of my hip as he enters with a one big thrust that is so deep, slow and purposeful inside of me. It burns but in the way that you know is going to be amazing, he’s building us both up to the amazing euphoria. I look over my shoulder to see this amazing dominant man working my body like he knows every inch of it. Watching him take his pleasure with my body as he plunges back in, has to be one of the most erotic things I have witnessed. I love that look of desire in his eyes. He has a way of destroying my self-doubt, by making me feel like I am the most adored and beautiful woman in the whole world. He manages to heal the wounds left by Paul, by my own self-loathing… He believes it to his very core. He makes me want to believe it, too. Just by one look, and how he feels, his touches… He makes my body come alive.
“Such a beautiful pussy…FUCK DANI BABY! You are squeezing my cock … FUUCK!” he grunts out as we are both working to reach our climax.
I am so close, I tighten around him, and I am clenching, pulling, and sucking Axe’s thick cock deep inside my pussy. It feels so immense like we both can’t get enough of each other. You can hear our body’s arousal I can feel my own starting to slide down the inside of my thighs. He can feel I am close and he won’t let himself come before I do so when he glides his hand down to play with my clit.
I can’t hold back. I don't even try to. I explode around him, the feeling so intense it brings tears to my eyes. “XAVIER!” Screaming out his name breathlessly, so loud that the whole club must have heard. So loud that my voice becomes hoarse as my toes curl, my back arches, and my head is thrown back in pleasure. He grunts of pure satisfaction as he is holding onto both of my hips and fucking me with all his might. He starts going over the edge as he calls my name and I watch over my shoulder as this bad boy president takes his pleasure with my body. I know, at that moment, he has ruined me.
He’s ruined me for any other man. But there is only one man I want.
Xavier Cole, The President of a MC. The one who could knock down my barriers.
When we eventually go on our date, we are sitting in a gorgeous, 1950s-style diner that the club co-owns with Harry. It’s a wooden cabin with red leather booths and a lot of chrome. They have a Harley classic hanging on the wall. It’s gleaming. I ordered a garden salad with a hamburger. Xavier ordered a deluxe cheeseburger with onion rings, fries, and all the trimmings.
"So, when can I go home? I need to get back to the shop. Otherwise I won’t be able to make my rent." He’s tucked into his big, juicy burger. He stills as he looks up from his burger and meets my eyes. What’s that look? Fear? Nervous?
"Ermm when I know your apartment is up to standard with safety cameras, the lot. My meal’s damn good. You enjoying yours, baby?" that was weird quick change of topic from him.
"Mmmhmm. It’s yummy. Thank you for bringing me here. It’s great to be back in the real world, as it were. Where you taking me after this?" I ask in between mouthfuls of my burger.
"It’s a surprise, Pixie."
As I am wrapped around Xavier on the back of his Harley with the wind whipping my hair around, it feels amazing. I feel free, like it’s just us two in the whole world on the open road. I am glued to his back with my thick thighs pressed up against his and my arms wrapped around his middle. I feel like the luckiest girl alive. I’m on a date with Xavier Cole. To be honest, I’m so lucky I got to make love with Xavier Cole a lot this past week and a half. A LOT!
We pull up to this clearing, up on a hill overlooking the town, where Xavier tells me his dad used to take him and his sister when they were kids. I get off the bike with wobbly legs just as Xavier saves me from falling.
"Saving you from falling on your ass again, Bambi. What am I going to do with you, hey? Saying that, I can think of a few things…" he has a look of heat in his eyes again. He can’t want me again. He had me twice this morning and last night. The man’s a fecking machine.
He grabs the blanket from one of his saddlebags to lie on the ground. We walk a little to a spot that takes my breath away. The view, you can see for miles and miles, all the town’s lights twinkling below the pinks, purples and oranges in the sky as we watch the sunset over the town. It’s so romantic and I don’t even think he realizes.
"How many tattoos do you have, sweetness? I noticed the one on your wrist. You got any others?" Xavier breaks the silence as we are snuggled up in each other’s arms, looking over the town.
"Just this one. It symbolizes strength. My dad was part Cherokee and I lost him when I was 6. I still miss him," I say as I rub my tattoo that reminds me of him. It gives me comfort. I answer with such sadness in my voice. I can’t help it. If anyone asks me about him, that’s my usual response. There is so much I remember about our times together.
"I'm sorry, Dani. I didn’t mean to upset you. Come here, sweetness." He opens his arms for me to place my body into. I go easily as his arms and Xavier just makes me feel…safe.
"You didn’t. I just hate the fact he hardly had any time with my mom and I. It nearly killed my mom and I. The thought of someone I love being ripped away from me kills me." He places a long kiss on my forehead and looks down at me, his eyes searching mine.
"Can I ask what killed him, baby?" I just nod in response with tears starting to fill my eyes, threatening to spill at any moment.
"Yeah. He was a police officer and he was gunned down on duty by a notorious gang."
I swear, I could feel the exact moment Xavier had done a whole 360 on me. Like everything between us had shifted and I started to get a deep ache in my stomach like I knew what it was and I wasn’t going to like it.
He just placed a kiss on my forehead again, but this time, it was different and I know it.
~ Chapter 23 Axe ~
When she told me about her Pops getting killed and how she is still grieving after all these years, I know exactly what I have to do. I know we both ain't going to like it, but I have to do it to protect her.
When we get back to the club, I drop her off at my room and make my excuses to why I'm not staying the night. It’s the first time I haven't been in the bed with her since she woke up. Fucking hell, I hate lying to her, but I got to do it to protect her. I do the immature thing of ignoring her until the next morning, where she comes looking for me. She finds me half asleep in my pres chair in church.
She walks in and her fresh flower scent hits my nose. Mmmm, her smell and the woman herself put a smile on my face.
"What you doing in here? You were here all night?"
"Yeah, I have. Look, now you're here. Shut the door. I need to talk to you," I say, harsher than I meant it to come out. Her eyes widen like saucers, like she’s scared of me. It makes me feel like a dick, but if it makes her stay safe, I will go with that.
"Dani. Look, we ca
n't do this anymore. Us. You deserve so much more, and better than me. I am just going to keep you safe, that's all, from now on. I should have done that from the start. I'm sorry I led you on. It's better all round if we stay out of each other’s way."
She just sits there, her eyes still wide staring at me. I see questioning in her eyes then anger. A lot of anger.
"Fine. That is just honky dory with me. You stay outta my way and I will stay out of yours. Suits me fine! But if either of us should have the trust issues, it’s me. But if you are afraid of what it could become, then you clearly aren’t the man I fell for…
So what, am I meant to forget all the things you said to me like they meant nothing? Were you just spinning a line you use on every girl you fuck?! Actually don’t answer the fucking question. I know the answer, AXE!" she shouts as she slams the door.
Fuck, it wasn’t meant to go that way. I’ve fucked up bad. Shit! I replay her saying 'you clearly aren’t the man I fell for.' What the fuck? How can she fall for me? I have seriously fucked things up with her. I pull at the back of my head as I try and not go marching out after her to claim those perfect red lips that I love kissing so much. I can still smell her fresh flower scent in the room like it’s tormenting and mocking me.
Fuck my life. I have messed up.
I'm trying to sort shit out with Flex and Bear as we on the phone to Dog. While we have been talking to him, we realize he isn’t the man who ordered the hit on my club he is trying to find out who is loyal to his club.
“So you definitely sure it’s your VP, Spider? Shit brother. I can’t imagine what you’re going through with that. I trust my VP and my club with my life. If they broke that trust, I would wanna kill them."
"Yeah, boss. I know how ya feel. It’s like losing family…" I hear the hurt in my best friend’s voice from what he’s lost all those years ago, but recently he hasn’t been himself. Something’s different about him. Maybe he’s fuckin’ a different club whore. I squeeze my brother’s shoulder in support. He acknowledges it with a nod of his head.
"I do, Axe. Some of the younger members are drifting from club business. I think some of them are dealing and using. I need solid proof before I bring it to church," Dog says over the phone with a sound of disappointment in his voice, like a parent would have for their child being naughty.
"If you need any help, Dog, the club could do a set up for you," I say to him over the phone while getting the nod of approval from Flex and Bear.
"Boss! Boss!" Wrench knocks on the church door, disrupting us from the phone calls.
"Yeah?!" I bellow, not moving from my spot.
"You might want to get outta here. Your girl is leaving!" Fuck, I have never jumped out of my chair so fucking fast and charged outside fuming. My vein in my neck is about to pop as I can see Dani climbing into a blue beetle with another girl in the front who looks vaguely familiar. It’s the girl from the bakery.
"WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?" I roar at Dani as I am standing in front of the car with my fists on the top of the bonnet. The car goes into drive and squeals past me. Dani rolls down the window with a fiery, feisty look in her eyes.
"Screw you, AXE Cole. I'm not staying here a minute longer, where I am clearly not wanted or to be fucking rejected. What was it, fuck the victim for a few days? Well, I am no club whore. Why don't you go back to them?!" She says with such hurt and anger in her voice, as she holds her head high. I know I have no chance at making this mess right with her. She flips the bird at me as the car speeds off out of the compound.
It didn’t go unnoticed, of the obvious name change. I am no longer the man who made her scream my real name while making love to her over and over.
I'm Axe, the president of “Devil’s Reapers”.
The dickhead who fucks around and breaks her heart.
~ Chapter 24 Dani ~
I sit in Jenna’s kitchen 2 weeks after I left the clubhouse. After I left Axe standing in the compound, looking like he could kill and kiss me in the same look.
"Huni, you know you can stay here as long you want to lay low, but please talk to me about what happened at the club. You haven’t said a word, but I know something went down, as I hear you crying every night in bed." I feel numb. His words hurt me. He may have as well have slapped me with his hurtful words.
"Ermm, it doesn’t matter. I won’t be going back or seeing him again. I’m so sorry I have been miserable to you, huni, and unappreciative. You know I appreciate everything you have done for me, but I will be out of your hair soon enough, babes. Can we not talk about it right now, please? Maybe in time?” I ask my good friend with pleading eyes whilst pressing my lips together in determination that she won’t ask me until I am ready.
“Ok, girl. But I mean, it if I don’t get my friend back soon, I will be marching into that goddamn clubhouse and demanding to speak to the president himself.” I feel sick to my stomach when she mentions Axe and she didn’t even mention his name.
“Ok, huni. I promise.”
“Right, what are you doing today? I have got to get to the bakery soon as I have asked Jade to open for me,” Jenna asks, grabbing her bag from the counter top in the kitchen. Whilst she is trying to grab the massive cake box, which has one of her famous cakes everyone in Dyersburg comes to Jenna’s Bakery for.
“Well, I am going to go get some more clothes and bits and bobs from my place. I am going to ring Zara and see if she minds picking me up and taking me there.” “That sounds like a plan, babes. I will see you tonight.” As Jenna walks out the door, I ring Zara.
“Hey babe. Yeah, course I will take you to yours to pick up a few things. Are you not ready to move back to your apartment yet?”
“No, not ready. I think I must have fractured my rib. It’s still painful now and then. I’m ready when you are to pick me up.”
Zara pulls up to Jenna’s little townhouse. I go outside to meet her so we can get going.
“Hey, hun. How ya feeling? We miss you at the shop and it doesn’t help we are crazy busy and Jake is annoying the hell out of me!” She says with a cheeky smile on her face, and do I hint a twinkle in her eye? Oh no.
“Who are you seeing?” I ask bluntly, as I know my best friend too well and know that look she is sporting very well.
“I’m not! I don’t know what you are talking about, Dani. I’m not seeing anyone.” She is lying. My best friend is lying to my face. She doesn’t realize she has a tell. She chews the inside of her cheek. She’s blushing now.
“Oh god, it must be serious if you are blushing like… well, like me, and you are bare-face lying to me. Do I know him? Is he nice? Give me the deets, Zar. It will cheer me up.” I say so sweetly, all while trying to slightly emotionally blackmail her.
“It’s not serious. It’s… well, it’s complicated. I like him, Dani. Like, really like him. He has this moody demeanor about him, but something has happened in his past that he won’t let me in. But as soon as I have cracked the enigma, I will tell you. At this moment in time, there isn’t any point.” I can tell she is busting at the seams to tell me, but I can respect her for keeping her heart guarded. That’s what I should have done with Axe. I wouldn’t have been hurting and feeling so sick with every breath I take in.
But then my best friend has to ask, doesn’t she. She has to bring me back to the here and now with a fucking sledgehammer. “Have you heard of Axe? Has he tried to ring or text?” She asks cautiously and I can see her wincing as she asks.
“Yeah, a few times. When I left here and there. Nothing major, asking how I was. I haven’t replied. I am still mad at him. How can he pretend like he flipping, well, cares about me, Zar, and then simultaneously forget that he rejected me and gave me a lame excuse to finish what we had? No, he doesn’t get to do that. If he is going to apologize, he should do it to my face or not at all.”
“Fair point, huni, and kudos to you for standing your ground. You are worth more than a quick fuck-and-chuck, baby girl. I’m proud of you.”
/> As we pull up to my apartment block, the main door has changed. More cameras and an intercom system are now in place.
“Axe must have done all this. He must be feeling guilty. Well, he can go screw himself.” I go to get out. Zara stops me by putting her hand on my arm.
“Wait for me, babes. I will give you a hand.”
“No, don’t be silly! I will be in and out of here before you know it. Just keep the car running,” I say as I jump out the car. She looks uneasy, like she is waiting for something to happen, strange chick.
Once I have a rucksack full of different clothes and toiletries I walk back into the main living space and go to leave when, I swear to god, I feel my stomach drop out of my ass. Paul is sitting on the couch looking straight at me with a gun drawn and pointed at me. I thought he was dead! WHAT THE FUCK?!
My eyes are probably bulging out of my head just staring at him and the gun he is holding in his fat, sweaty, meaty paws he calls hands. I feel a lone tear leak out of my eye and roll down my face. “P-P-Paul, why don’t you put the gun down?” I ask with my hands in the air, as I am trying to swallow hard the bile that is threatening to escape from my body. I can’t breathe. I swear I am going to pass out.