He rips his dick from my mouth and wipes it against my lips, pulls me up from my knees, and crashes his lips onto mine. It’s quick and raw, like his lips are demanding ownership of mine, claiming me in a way no man has ever done before. There’s no seductive or softness to Axel, but I’m not minding it right now. To be honest, I don’t think I take him as the type of man who’s ever going to be soft and delicate. He’s abrasive, terrorizing, and heavy. I expect nothing less from the man.
He bites down onto my bottom lip and I yelp, before he pauses and rips his lips away from mine. Axel lifts me up and puts my back down on the bar, flips me upside down so I’m hanging off the edge and his now half-erect cock is hanging in front of me. I stare at it, not sure what his plan is before I wrap my hand around it and begin to jerk him off from the shaft to the head.
“This might be my only night with you, so fuck if I’m not gonna have every part of your body, from that pretty mouth to your tight asshole. But first I want a taste of your sweet flower,” He groans out in pleasure as his lips wrap around my clit and he sucks it into my mouth.
His tongue flicks and teases my clit while heatwaves swarm through me. I’m so close to losing it all again and it’s barely been ten minutes, yet his touch has my body feeling like I’m physically on fire. I don’t get it. How in the fuck is he bringing this much pleasure into my fucking life?
“Dammit,” I curse under my breath, lifting myself up and he shoves three fingers inside me while sucking my clit. He’s moaning something against my body, but hell if I can make it out. His cock grows harder with each swipe of my hand, so I pull the head against my mouth and begin giving him a blowjob, taking his cock down my throat until I’m gagging again like I was a few minutes ago.
I visibly see the veins in his cock constrain and I know he’s close again. I want to tease him, I want to keep fucking with his dick and make him come again. I’ve never been like that with someone else though, not even the man who took my virginity. Sliding my hands around him, I hold onto his boxer clad ass cheeks while I bob my mouth over his cock and down to his head. Every time I go super deep, I wait until I’m gagging and repeat the process.
Warmth begins to build up over my body until my legs are shaking and he has his entire mouth over my pussy, flicking his tongue over my clit as he slowly coaxes my body to react to him yet again.
In a matter of seconds I’m flooding his mouth and he’s slurping up every bit of my juices that he can, like a wild cat in the forest. I moan over his cock and stop bobbing my head from my release coming on too strongly, but he grabs onto my hair from between his legs and holds me still, fucking my mouth like he was a few minutes ago.
I don’t know how he and I have never fucked before . . . but Axel is exactly the type of crazy I’ve been hunting for, and here he’s been, right in front of my drunken crazed eyes.
Chapter Seven
Always the alpha
~ Unknown
Axel
Rolling over on my bed I turn and look to my left, seeing if a certain woman with emerald green hair’s still here. Upon seeing the empty spot next to me I’m not sure if I should feel grateful, or some sort of loss. While I might’ve been drunk as fuck last night, I know what we did, what we did over and over again. After a point I expected Rosa’s body to stop reacting to me, for her to be at her limit like most of the women I’ve slept with do, but she ended up surprising me over and over again.
I somehow find the courage to get out of bed and get to my feet, rise up, and head into my ensuite bathroom. I slide open the glass shower door and turn the water on, giving it a few minutes to warm up while flashbacks of last night’s events storm through my mind. How she’d bite her lips just as she was about to reach her release, the way she’d dig her nails into my skin in a quiet plea for me to fuck her harder, and how she’d stare into my eyes . . . fuck, those eyes of hers.
Walking into the shower, I allow the hot water to scorch my skin. I love showers like this, until it’s at the point where it’ll borderline leave burns on your body. My cock’s hard from thinking about Rosa, so I put a hand up against the tile while wrapping my alternate hand around my cock. From the shaft to my head I constrict it like a snake and visualize her ass, how tight it was for me last night, and how her fuckin’ moans grew louder than they had before. She didn’t tell me she’d never been fucked there, but she didn’t have to. Her actions proved she’d never had any experience being ass fucked, and god, takin’ her ass for the first time makes my balls tighten, ready to release another load.
Fuck, I’m a sick motherfucker. I jerk myself off until my semen is coating the tile and proceed to finish showering before I go back into my bedroom and get changed. After that I head downstairs and see a few of the girls there with totes and a whole bunch of decorations amongst other things. Scanning the room, my eyes immediately settle on Shiloh and Rosa. Rosa’s too busy looking through the tote to be payin’ attention to me, but I don’t mind. It gives me the advantage of surprise and I’m all for it.
“We have to be there at eleven, Rosa. We’re not going to make it since Bambi’s SUV hit the shitter last night,” Shiloh’s telling her.
“Everythin’ alright ladies?” I ask them, looking to Shiloh and then to Rosa.
Her eyes expand and I watch her take a gulp before she nods. “Yeah.”
Shiloh huffs and rolls her eyes. “No, it’s not. Bambi’s battery died in her SUV we think, and we had a whole bunch of stuff in the back of it for the surprise baby shower we’re throwing Natalie at the hospital. The nurses on her team are letting us use a conference room on that floor to make it special for her, and they said they can put her in a wheelchair for about thirty minutes to enjoy the party, but then they have to take her back to bed for her and the baby’s safety.”
“Alright, so what’s the issue?” I ask, lookin’ between the two women.
Rosa releases a pent-up breath. “We basically need to be in two places at once. Shiloh and I have been taking charge of getting the conference room ready, but she only has half the stuff she needs right here.”
“Alright, so why don’t I take my truck and we go grab the stuff from Bambi’s SUV? Maybe I can even give it a jump while we’re at it.”
“That would be awesome!” Shiloh smacks her hands together and turns to glance behind her. “Bambi, go with Axel and Rosa. They’re gonna go try to give your SUV a jump and see if they can fix it.”
Bambi smiles. “Right on, that would be amazing. Thank you!”
I catch Bama lookin’ from the other side of the room, a bit aggravated with me I think, but he doesn’t need to worry about shit. I’m not lookin’ at Bambi the way he does. Wonder when the kid’s just gonna rip the damn band-aid off and do what he fuckin’ wants.
“We’ll meet you there in no time,” I tell Shiloh before I dig my keys from the pocket of my jeans and head for the door. Rosa’s right on my tail and we get in my truck. After a minute, Bambi hops in the backseat and the second I hear her seat belt click, I head off into town.
I know they went out to a bar last night with some of the other Vixen girls, but I don’t exactly know where, so I clear my throat and ask, “Where’d y’all go last night?”
“Cowboy’s,” Bambi responds, while Rosa stays quiet as a mouse.
“Ah, the new place that opened up not too long ago?” I ask, keepin’ my eyes on the road in front of me.
“Yeah, they make a killer drink, and their guy behind the bar’s really cute, like holy crap.” Shit, Bama better make his shit known before he loses his chance with her. I’ve seen the two of them up close and personal a couple of times, but I don’t think anything’s happened. If it had, the entire club would know about it by now. We’re like one big family, always in the other’s business and all that.
Hell, the same way all of us fuckin’ know Chaz knocked up two women. Long story short, he knocked up his girlfriend, Crina, and neither of them knew it at the time . . . then they broke up and he slept with his best f
riend, who obviously is a woman, Cheyenne. He ended up getting back together with Crina and after a while it became apparent both the women were pregnant. There was a scuffle between everyone right around Valentine’s Day ‘cause Crina didn’t know Cheyenne was pregnant, but from the looks of it, things are calmin’ down between that weird situation. The best part is that Cheyenne is Frost’s ol’ lady, so yeah, they’re two women in a relationship together.
I don’t say a thing to Bambi and keep drivin’ until I pull up to the parkin’ lot behind the bar. I see Bambi’s SUV, so I pull my truck ahead of it and put the bad boy in park. I pop the hood of my truck, unbuckle my seatbelt, and get out. Then I head to the backseat and grab my jumper cables, securing the positive to my battery. All the while Bambi has gotten out of my truck and is poppin’ her hood and all that. Rosa’s taken both of the cables and props the hood up, putting them in the proper position and looks back at me.
Shit . . . I don’t think there’s anythin’ hotter than a woman who knows her way around machinery . . . whether it’s a fuckin’ car or a Sybian. I’m down for either. I double check Rosa’s put the jumpers where they need to go, and damn, I don’t think I should’ve. “I know how to jump a fuckin’ car, now will you go start your truck or what?” she snaps but fuck if I don’t do what she says. I hop back in my truck and turn it on, figurin’ we’ll give it a good five or ten minutes and then see if it’s enough to get Bambi’s SUV moving. Even if it is, I’ll have to see if one of the guys can lend a helpin’ hand. I swore Zane told me one of the prospects’ parents was a mechanic . . . I don’t know who, but I’m sure it’s either Siren or Doom.
After about ten minutes Bambi starts her engine and her old SUV comes to life. She squeals in delight and thanks me, so I grab the jumper cables and tell her it wasn’t a problem. Bambi mutters off how she’ll get over to the hospital right now and Rosa tries to go with her, but I take ahold of her forearm and pull her back. “If you don’t mind, I think we should talk about some shit.”
She narrows her eyes in on me but ends up nodding in agreement. “Sure, but it can’t take long. I have a lot of stuff to do at the hospital, so you have the fifteen minutes it’ll take us to get there.”
That’s fine, fifteen minutes is all I fuckin’ need.
Chapter Eight
If you entertain fear, you entertain a hiding place for the adversary
~ TheWordShared.Net
Rosa
Dammit. The last thing I want to do right now is to ride with Axel, but with the way he grabbed my arm I don’t think he’s giving me much of a choice. We both got plastered off our asses last night and proceeded to have many, many sexcapades. It was amazing, earth-shattering sex. Something I don’t think I’ve ever had in my entire life and I let the man take my body in ways I haven’t with anyone else. It really made everything come full circle with how Axel’s been the resident manwhore of the Reapers MC.
Hell, Shiloh and I are pretty good friends and she told me about how everything was right after she ended her relationship with Grim, Zorro, and Axel . . . but you couldn’t even call what they were a relationship. She was a clubwhore and they rotated her like some weird sort of sister-wife. There aren’t really clubwhores here at the Reapers MC, but I know that in other clubs this sort of stuff is considered normal.
Axel goes around to the front seat of his truck and slides in, so I do the same with the passenger side. While I’m buckling my seatbelt, he takes off and starts to head down the main stretch. “There a reason you wanted me alone?” I ask him, not wanting to beat around the bush. Though, I am curious because I don’t know what he wants. Axel and I have never been close, not in the least bit. Sure, we chat and get along but it’s not like the type of friendship I have with Grim, and he’s my best friend. But at the same time he was getting into his relationship with Natalie, I was head over heels for the man. A lot has happened since last summer, and while Grim and I had a bit of a scuffle we’re good now, and I respect the life he’s building with Natalie. We probably never would’ve worked in the first place, so I don’t know if that helps the fact, I fucked his brother, or if it just makes it so much worse.
Axel looks over to me and gives me the same devilish smile I became so familiar with last night. “There’s no foolin’ you, is there Rosa?”
Nope, but being the daughter of a dangerous man . . . the life trains you in a sense. “No, so you’d probably cut to the chase,” I speak up sternly, wanting to know whatever he has on his mind.
Axel’s quiet for a moment as he continues driving, doing as I ask and gets to the point. “I liked what we did last night. I liked it a lot, and I think we should do it again, more frequently, as much as possible.”
I blink at him a couple times, processing what he’s saying to me. I was drunker than a skunk last night . . . but never while being sober have I even remotely thought of being with the man. Then again, I’ll never complain about getting a good lay. It’s hard to come by around here and I’m sure sleeping with Axel is a lot safer than hooking up with random dudes at the bar every couple of months.
“You’re clean, right?” I ask him.
“You weren’t so concerned about me being clean last night,” Axel mutters., “Shit, sorry, but yeah. I don’t have any STDs, STIs, none of that shit.”
“Okay,”
“Okay?” Axel’s tone comes out more as a question.
“Fine, we can fuck. Is that what you want to hear?” I ask him, and for a split second his eyes darken as his gaze falls on mine.
He chuckles lightly. “Damn, Rosa, you’re lucky we’re in a car right now . . . ‘cause fuck if I wouldn’t show you how you should be speaking to me.”
Since he’s looking at the road, I know he can’t see the way I’m looking at him. “I don’t know who the hell you think you’re talking to, but wrong bitch,” I snap, my accent coming out thick as hell. Spending half my life in Arizona, and half in Mexico made me able to hide both, not that Arizonians have much of an accent to begin with.
Axel reaches across the car and grabs the back of my neck. “Nah, you’re the right bitch and I’ll show you exactly why later,” he remarks snidely, loosening his hand around the back of my neck he drags his fingertips over my shoulder, cascading slowly down my collarbone, and then over my breasts. He keeps his hand there for a moment, tweaking my hardened nipples through my shirt. I guess it wasn’t the smartest decision to wear a lace bra today.
I sit up a little straighter in the seat and he pulls his hand away, snickering lowly to himself. The rest of the ride is fairly quiet, neither of us saying a thing . . . but hell if I’m not caught up on the way his hand felt over my body again. I’d be a big fat liar if I said my body didn’t react to the way he was making me feel, but my heartbeat intensified so much last night and the mere graze of his skin against mine has already set me off.
We arrive at the parking lot and Axel pulls into the front entrance and we’re both able to see where Doom, Siren, and Stiletto are standing outside unloading Bambi’s car. Axel pulls his truck into a parking space and we both get out without saying a word, acting as if nothing happened between the two of us. We walk alongside one another up to the rest of the group and Bambi’s handing off a box, so I grab it and it about falls out of my hands. Thankfully though, someone not only saves me from falling over, but manages to put a hand under the box as well.
I turn to look at my savior and see it’s none other than Doom. He’s one of the prospects that came in with the group of new blood not too long ago, and my goodness, he might be a couple years younger than me but I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t tempting to bark up that tree. He has the softest green eyes, and with his dark hair . . . gosh almighty. A lot of the guys here could be models with their rough and rugged look, but Doom’s not just rough and rugged, he has the perfect jaw structure and a smile that could make any woman’s panties melt.
“You good?” Doom asks, sounding sincere.
I nod, a bit flustered by what just happen
ed. “Yeah, thank you, for catching me and the box.”
“Not a problem at all. Glad I was close enough to intervene.”
“A little too close if you ask me, prospect,” Axel grunts, taking the box straight from Doom’s hands, he motions me with his head to follow him. I don’t know why I fall into line, but I grab a small box of ribbons and hanging decorations from Bambi and shuffle after him. “Where’re we supposed to go?”
“Well, if you’d wait for me, I could tell you,” I grumble at him and walk in front of him, leading Axel toward the elevators I press the white button to call for it and wait.
“I should’ve been smarter,” Axel admits.
“Yeah, you should’ve,” I confirm, wanting him to feel a bit sour by charging off like that. It was a dick thing to do and he’s not an idiot, so I know he’s very well aware of it.
“If I let you walk in front of me, I could watch the way your sweet ass shakes in those jeans, damn, woman, you’re so fine.”
Immediately I turn with my mouth wide open, and honestly, I’m completely mind-boggled. We fucked the entire night, and he’s still horny as hell? Lord almighty. “Can you keep sex off your mind for more than five minutes?”
He chuckles and runs a hand over his hair. “I could, but where’s the fun in that?”
The elevator dings, signaling the doors are opening and we move to the side to allow the few people coming through to pass us, then we both get in and I press the number three for us to go to the third floor. Our entire elevator ride is silent, just like the last bit of our time in the truck and the second the door opens enough for me to slip through, I do.
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