by Sonja B
“Where’s Monica?” I ask, taking my coat off, laying it on the back of the couch Alex is stretched out on. I bend down and place a kiss on her forehead, gaining a smile from her.
“She said she needed to lay down for a bit. I think seeing Nolan was hard on her, Axl.” Keirra reveals.
Not liking what Keirra just said, I leave the room to check in on her. Soft whimpers could be heard on the other side of the door when I reached it. I lightly knock on the door before opening it.
“Monica.”
She sits up on the bed, facing me with a tear-stained face. I quickly step in, closing the door behind me, then hurry to her. When I reach her, I scoop her up in my arms, as she wraps her arms and legs around me, burying her head in the nook of my neck, silently sobbing. I sit on the bed and begin to rub her back.
“That was so hard, Axl. Nolan was pissed, and he had every right to be. I just hated I had to leave him like that. He’s worried about me and Alex than with this whole Romano and Julian shit…hell, I’m worried about him too. Like what if Julian tries to do something to him before you meet up with him?” She shuddered.
“I know you’re worried about him, sweetheart. Hopefully, we can get this whole situation taken care of as soon as possible. I’m going to contact him shortly to set everything up. I’ll have him meet me at my warehouse after I leave Romano’s.”
“Does Romano know about your warehouse? How long before you have to go there?”
I check the time on my watch. “I still have a while, and no, he doesn’t know about it, I made my brothers ex piece of shit foster father put it in his name.”
“Oh, okay. I’m sorry you had to see me like this. I came back here because I didn’t want Alex to see me breakdown.” Monica says, removing her arms from around my neck.
“You don’t have to be sorry, Monica. This is a lot for anyone to deal with. I just want you to know that I am here for you, okay?”
She peers up at me with those beautiful hazel eyes, as she places her palm on my cheek. “Thank you, Axl.” She replies before kissing my lips softly. I lock my arms around her, as I separate her lips with my tongue, turning that sweet kiss into a passionate one. Monica moans, grabbing the front of my shirt, as she tilts her head to the side, allowing me to deepen the kiss. Palming both of her ass cheeks, I give each a slap, receiving a sigh of pleasure. Monica begins to rock her hips back and forth along my rock-hard erection. I stop her movements because if she kept that up, I was going to spill my seed like a fucking fifteen-year-old virgin.
“Why did you stop?” Monica breathlessly asks.
I stand with her, still wrapped in my arms. Monica clings to me like a second skin. “I’m going to fuck you, Monica, but I’m not going to do it in the bed my Ladybug sleeps in.” My voice strained with lust.
Monica hums, as she kisses my neck, then nips at it. My dick jumps in my pants. I needed to get her to my room ASAP. Walking to the door, I tap her on her ass to get her attention. When she looks up at me, I place my finger to my lips, letting her know to be quiet. She nods with a smile. Quietly, I open the door and step into the hallway. Monica starts to suck on my neck as soon as I take two steps towards my bedroom. A low growl escapes me, as I hasten my steps. She will pay for that when I get her in my room.
By the time I get to my bedroom door, open it, get us on the other side, and lock it, my dick feels like a brick in my pants. I’m primed and ready, so if Monica has any second thoughts about what’s about to happen, she better speak the fuck up now, as I let her slide down my body.
“Monica, are you sure about this because once I get you in my bed, there’s no turning back. I’ll become a caveman and mark my territory all over your body. There will be no place on that beautiful body of yours that won’t belong to me. You have always been mine. I’m just re-staking my claim.” I tell her, backing her up against my bed.
There’s a twinkle in her eyes, as she takes a step back and raises her shirt over her head. Her earth-toned bra encases the most ravishing tits I’ve seen in a long time. I don’t want this to end before we get started, so I just stare at her, while she shimmies out of her jeans, revealing the same colored lace g-string. I growl, as I stalk her, closing the distance between us. Monica reaches behind her back, unclasping her bra, letting it fall to the floor. If our session in the kitchen didn’t leave me wanting to fuck her brains out, seeing those dark brown areolas was enough.
Monica sits on the bed and scoots back, at the same time pushing her g-string down her legs. By the time she gets them from around her ankles, she seductively stands on the bed with the g-string around her pointer finger, twirling them around. I snatch the panties from her hand, bringing them to my nose, inhaling her womanly scent. Fuck! I drop the panties and grab her hips, pulling her neatly trimmed pussy to me. Monica runs her fingers through my thick mane, as I place her left leg over my shoulder, putting that pretty pussy on full display. My mouth starts to salivate, as I lean in and kiss her lips. I linger, before parting them with my tongue, her swollen clit jumps when my tongue swipes across it, causing me to French kiss her pussy lips as if I was kissing her mouth. Monica grips my locks in her hands, throwing her head back, while she begins to roll her hips. I latch onto her clit, sucking that mother fucker like a baby with a pacifier. Her legs begin to tremble as she tries to push my head back but continues to fuck my face. I palm her ass cheeks, holding her in place.
“Axl…” She moans, her juices leaking on to my beard.
I slap her ass cheek hard, then caress it, as I take my other hand and run my finger down the crack of her until I get to her weeping slit. As I suckle her clit, I slowly insert one of my fingers into her pussy. Monica releases a sigh of pleasure. I began to thrust my finger in and out of her, making sure to hit that bundle of nerves that will send her over the edge every time. Adding another digit, I finger fuck her faster, her essence coating my fingers and running down my hand. I feast upon her like a ravenous man who has been starved for too fucking long. Swirling my tongue around her engorged bundle of nerves, Monica’s legs shake, as her orgasm builds. After one last swirl, I tilt my head back to see the most beautiful sight; sweat glistens her skin, casting off a shimmery glow from the lighting. Using my thumb, I glide across her clit with each thrust of my fingers, causing her to buck her hips wildly.
“Are you gonna come for me, Monica?” I ask, quickening my assault on her pussy. Her muscles tighten around my fingers. “That’s right, baby, come for me.”
A silent cry escapes Monica when a state of euphoric bliss claims her. Her juices gush from her like a gusher. I hungrily bend my head down, trying not to miss a drop. Damn, she tastes so fucking good.
I slow my ministrations when her orgasms start to wane. A look of ecstasy graces her face when she stares down at me. Slowly, I remove my honey-covered fingers from her pot. I smile up at her, licking her essence from my fingers, as she massages my scalp. When I’ve cleaned every drop, I lower her leg from my shoulders. Monica removes her hands from my hair, before she lowers her sexy ass body to the bed. Lying comfortably on her back against the pillows, she raises her legs, bending them at the knees, then spreads them wide with her feet planted on the bed. With a mischievous grin, she wiggles her finger at me to come to her. Shit, she doesn’t have to tell me twice. I frantically reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head, tossing it to the side of the bed. I watch as Monica’s eyes travel down to my scar covered chest. Self-consciousness tries to rear its ugly head.
“Finish taking off your clothes, Axl.” Monica purrs, as she slides her hands over her breasts, down her stomach to the center of her thighs. “You are still the most handsome man I have ever seen, Axl. Do you know how many times I’ve touched myself wishing it was your hand, your tongue, your cock that made me cum? You have just given me a taste, now come give me the rest of what I have craved for.”
With a grunt, I unbutton my pants and lower the zipper, as I kick off my boots. Once my boots are off, I push my pants and boxers al
l the way down, then step out of them. I stand in front of Monica with my arms wide, giving her an entire view of my marred body. Pure want and desire burn’s in her eyes. Words do not pass between us, as I climb up on the bed and stalk towards her like a lion stalks his prey. Taking hold of her ankles, I slowly pull her closer to me until the warmth of her wet pussy meets my thighs. Monica sits up, her soft fingertips delicately roam along the scars leaving a tingling sensation from her touch. She surprises me when she kisses, then licks the larger one. I hiss, as a shiver runs up my spine. I grab a handful of her hair, tilting her head back. I stare into her eyes before claiming her lips with a hot wild kiss. Never breaking our connection, I lower her to the bed, covering her with my body. The feel of her bare breasts against my chest and scars have me moaning with pleasure. The other women I slept with in the past never saw my chest or scars, some tried while others didn’t care, they only wanted to fuck. I’m pleased Monica will be the only one to share this with me. Reaching between us, I take my cock in my hand and run it up and down her drenched lips. Monica pants against my lips. Parting her lips with my swollen head, I enter her in one hard stroke. I catch her shriek within my kiss, as I withdraw and ram back into her. If I had not been the one to take her virginity, I would have assumed she was still a virgin from the tightness of her hot canal. After another hard thrust, I remain still, loving how her muscles contract around my cock. Monica wraps arms around my back, digging her nails in my skin.
“Fuck, Monica, you’re just as amazing as the first time we made love. I have dreamed of this many times over but never thought it would ever come true.” I muttered.
“It is true, Axl, now fuck me.” Monica hisses rolling her hips.
I grab hold of her hips, pinning them down, as I begin to plow in and out of her. Gritting my teeth, I rotate my hips to make sure I hit her g-spot with every thrust. Monica writhes beneath me, moaning my name over and over. I look down at our joined bodies, my cock coated with her essences appearing and disappearing in her, my heavy cum laden balls slapping against her ass.
“Yes, Axl, just like that.” Monica gasps, before nipping at my chest, as she tightens her pussy muscles around my shaft. Naughty girl.
I roar, as I reach under her, cupping her ass in my hands. Our bodies move in sync but wildly, as we try to bring the other to the ultimate climax.
“Fuck, Monica, I’m ready, baby. I need to cum. I can feel that you’re ready too from the way your pussy has my cock locked in that sweet pussy of yours like a vise grip. Cum with me, baby. Cum all over my cock!” I command like a madman.
Her body starts to convulse as she’s overcome by an earth-shattering orgasm that ignites my own mind-blowing orgasm, filling her womb with my cum. I lay my forehead against hers, her greedy pussy milks my seed from me, as I slow my thrusts. As a bead of sweat from my forehead drips down to her cheek, I notice the tears that have cascaded from her eyes.
“Monica, are you alright?” I ask with worry.
She giggles before saying, “I am more than alright, Axl. I know this is real, but if it was a dream, it was a dream I have longed to become a reality for too long.”
I kiss her lips to let her know I have wanted that same dream too, before I collapse to her side, not to crush her. Enveloping her in my arms, I pull her close to me with her back against my chest.
“I never stopped loving you,” Monica says, just above a whisper.
I smile, holding her tighter. “I’ve always loved you.”
Before sleep took over, I thanked God for bringing Monica back into my life, even though it was under fucked up circumstances. She, Alex, and my brothers are my world. Now it’s up to me to eliminate all that threatens them.
Chapter 14
Axl
Almost an hour later, a knock on the bedroom door awakens us. Grabbing a pair of pajama bottoms for the dresser and two t-shirts, I throw on one of the shirts, then toss Monica the other one to put on. After I’m dressed, I crack the door open to be greeted by a sleepy-looking Ladybug.
“Hey, Ladybug, is everything okay?”
“I was gonna go to bed, but when I went into the room, momma wasn’t in there.” She tiredly says, rubbing her eyes.
I look over my shoulder at Monica, who has put the shirt on and is now sitting up with her back against the headboard. She smiles, giving me a nod.
“Momma’s here with me. Would you like to come to lay in bed with her?”
“Yes, daddy,” She replies.
Stepping back, I open the door so she can enter. Ladybug sees Monica in the bed and dashes to her side.
“Hey, momma, I was looking for you.” She says to Monica, as she hops up on the bed, then gets under the covers snuggling up to her mother.
“Oh, well, daddy and I were talking, and I fell asleep in daddy’s comfy bed,” Monica tells her, as she wraps her arms around her.
I couldn’t help the broad smile that slowly grew across my face, as I took in the sight of the two of them in my bed. They were where they belonged. When all this shit is over, they will be moving out of Monica’s smaller house and in here with me.
“Daddy, are you gonna lay with us?” Ladybug asks, taking me away from those thoughts.
“No, baby, I have to run out for a little bit, but I’ll be back soon, okay.”
“Okay, daddy,” She replies with a big yawn.
“What time is it?” Monica asks.
“It's eight-thirty now. I need to jump in the shower then go by the warehouse before going to Romano’s.” I inform her.
“Oh, okay. Well, we don’t want to put you out of your bed. We’ll be in the other room when you get back.”
I hesitate for a moment before saying, “You will not be putting me out, Monica, and the two of you will stay where you’re at. My bed is your bed, please remember that.” I state.
“Thank you, Axl.”
“There is no need to thank me, Monica. We have a lot of lost time to make for…as a family.” I tell her before going into the closet to grab some clothes to put on after my shower then going into the master bathroom.
When I re-enter the room from getting cleaned up and dressed, Monica and Ladybug were knocked. I quietly walk over to them and place a kiss on both their foreheads, before turning the light out and leaving the room.
Felix and Adam are still up when I enter the den. “Hey, I gotta run out. Keep an eye on things.”
“You got it, bro,” Adam says.
“Be careful, Axl,” Felix adds.
“Always brothers. Oh, where’s Keirra?” I question, noticing she was nowhere around.
Adam side-eyes Felix, before chuckling. “Mr. Smooth over there just couldn’t leave her alone. Still asking about her ex, getting her all riled up. Personally, I think he likes to see her in such a state. Anyway, she got fed up with his nonsense and went to bed.”
“Shut up, Adam. I was just trying to see where her head was at on the matter. I need her to be completely over that piece of shit because, as far as I’m concerned, there won’t be another except me.” Felix growls.
I snicker at the serious expression on his face. I glance over to Adam, who just stares at him shaking his head. “Calm down Romeo, if you keep nagging her, she’s not gonna have shit to do with you. You’re acting like a caveman, hell I’m surprised you haven’t clubbed her across the head and drug her to your room.” I laugh. “Seriously, Felix, give her some time. If it’s meant to be, everything will fall in place.”
“It is meant to be!” He snarls.
“Okay, look, we’ll continue this conversation when I get back. Adam, make sure he doesn’t club the poor girl.” I tease, as I grab my keys, leaving out the room.
Three and a half hours later, I’m pulling into Romano’s driveway. I killed time at the warehouse, cleaning my tools before coming here. Cleaning them has become therapeutic to me. It helps me get my thoughts in order like a form of meditation.
After parking my car, I got out and headed for the front door. Romano had more
security posted up than he normally would. I guess Nolan running up on him so easily has him beefing things up around here. Once inside, I head straight for his office. Noticing the door was open, I enter and see that he is sitting behind his desk, the rat Rocco is sitting in one of the chairs to the left of the desk and four of his lieutenants are standing around the office. Lorenzo is leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. He nods when he sees me. I return the gesture, as I stand along the wall in the back.
“So, what have you learned?” Romano asks aloud to no one in particular.
Marco, who runs his Southside territory, was the first to speak up. “People on my side of town are only talking about what went down earlier. Some are saying that Nolan is gearing up for the war, other than that nothing about the kidnapping.”
“It’s the same on Gio and my sides too, Mr. Romano. If somebody kidnapped his sister and niece, then it had to be someone who’s new in the area.” Philip, who heads the Northside adds. Gio runs the Westside.
“I could care less about the kidnapping that shit is on him. What I want to know is who is trying to make it look like it was my doing. They might be someone I want to do business with since they were bold enough to fuck with Nolan. Hell, if I knew who it was, I’d send them an invitation to join forces to take him out.” Romano states.
“I still think it was an inside job,” Rocco grumbles, staring at me.
Romano sighs before saying, “Rocco, you’re still on that? It has been established that Axl had nothing to do with it. Now let it fucking go. I don’t need division in my ranks right now.”
Rocco grunts, as he rolls his eyes. I swear I will take great pleasure ending this rat fuck.
“Alright, well, I want everyone on standby. I’m sure if Nolan’s family doesn’t turn up soon…dead or alive, he’ll be coming for us. I need to make a few phone calls. I’m thinking it may be to our benefit to hit him first.” Romano says, sitting back in his chair, stroking his beard. “Dominic, doesn’t Nolan have a night club on your side town?”