by Logan Chance
She’s close. I can tell. “Come with me,” I say.
She bites harder, urging me on to keep going even harder.
Soon, we’re both coming and Emma’s tight pussy milks me as I release inside her. Her teeth loosen and she kisses the indent her bite has made.
I kiss her, not letting her go. “I mean it, Emma. You’re mine. I’m not letting anything happen to you, or your daughter. I played nice this time, but if that fucker comes anywhere near you again he’s not going to walk away.”
“He’s not worth it.”
“I know that, but you are.”
We get dressed, both of us having a hard time keeping our hands off each other. “I don’t have to work as late as last night. I’ll sneak in when I get home.”
Emma smiles coming over and grabbing my face, kissing me hard on the lips. “I’ll wait up.”
Before I leave, I check on Felicity to make sure she’s feeling better. I tell her, I’ll take her outside to play tomorrow, before kissing her on the top of the head.
Both of these girls have done a number on my heart. But, I don’t care. I’ll do anything to protect them.
18
Emma
“See you tonight.” Axel kisses my forehead, slipping the sheet over my naked shoulder. This has been our routine for a couple weeks now. I asked him why he tucks me in before he leaves every morning, his answer was, he couldn’t resist my skin and if he didn’t cover it up he would never leave.
I reach for his hand and pull him back on the mattress, letting the sheet uncover one of my breasts. “It’s still early. Stay a little longer.”
Axel groans as his finger traces around my nipple and he watches the desire flood my face. “You’re not playing fair.”
I give him an innocent look, which he doesn’t buy at all. “Who said I wanted to play fair in the first place?”
I know I’ve got him when he leans down and sucks on the nipple he’d been teasing. Arching my back, I thrust it into his face giving him no choice but to hold on or be smothered.
Axel yanks down his sweatpants, his thick hard cock making its presence known. And I love how big of a presence it is.
His face focuses on me as he tears off the covers, pulling me over the side of the bed so both my feet are planted on the carpet and my ass is up in the air.
He gives it a light smack before pulling my legs apart. “So wet.” Axel stands behind me, slamming inside of me with no mercy.
I cry out into the mattress, letting it muffle the sounds Axel’s bringing out of me. He pounds furiously inside me, my body surrendering to him. When my legs give out Axel grasps my hips, keeping me right where he wants me.
My orgasm gives me no warning. I close my eyes and give a silent scream into the sheets.
Axel groans behind me, bending over my body to bite my neck. “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight. When you come it feels like a vice around my dick. I’m going to come.” He’s still bent over me, kissing and sucking on the back of my neck as he continues to slam into me.
His body shudders and then he grunts out his orgasm.
“Told you it was still early,” I say after both our bodies have calmed down.
“I should have never doubted you.”
The light in my bedroom shines through and I know Felicity will be awake any minute. “I wish you didn’t have to go.”
Axel’s hand stops rubbing over my back.
I bite my lip, wondering if I went too far. Our relationship is still in its early stages, and I don’t want to scare him off by being too needy.
“I wish I didn’t have to go either. I hate not being with you, especially since that fucker is still out there. I’ve gone to his club four times now, and each time he’s conveniently unavailable.”
“You’ve been to Harrison’s club?” I prop my elbow up on his chest.
Axel’s face hardens. “I’ve told you before, Emma, I protect what’s mine. Nobody’s going to fuck with the people I love.”
“What?”
“I’m sorry this is who I am, and I’m not going to change it. I know you want to do it your way, and for a while I let you, so I should get points for good behavior, but that’s done. The day he came to threaten you was the day I could no longer sit on the side lines. I’m sorry if you’re mad at me for taking care of this, but you’re not going to talk me out of it.”
I put my finger to his lips to keep him from rambling more alpha male nonsense. “Did you just say you love me?”
Axel nips the tip of my finger, sending a shock straight through me. I shudder ready for him to give me another orgasm even though he just gave me a soul-searing one just minutes before. “Of course I love you. You’re mine, I told you that.”
I smack his chest, playfully. “Saying you’re mine and saying I love you are two totally different things.”
“Not in my book. I’ve never told another woman they were mine before. I waited until I found the one I couldn’t live without.”
“I love you, too.”
Axel pulls me up his chest and his hand covers the back of my neck, crashing his lips to mine. We kiss as I rub up and down on his thickening cock ready for round two.
But before we can get too far into anything, a door slams and little footsteps pitter patter down the hall.
“I don’t want her to find out we’re together like this,” Axel says, getting up and grabbing his sweats, throwing my tank top and shorts at me before hiding in my bathroom.
I’m just adjusting my shorts when Felicity runs in and jumps on my bed. “Morning, Mommy.”
“Morning. Are you hungry?”
Felicity nods, and I lead her to the kitchen, peeking back over my shoulder at my closed bathroom, hiding the alpha who declared he loved me as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
As I make Felicity breakfast, I hear the distinct click of my sliding glass door and someone vaulting over my fence. I can’t stop smiling through breakfast. At least until my phone rings and a familiar number flashes across the screen.
“Mom, I’ll be right back.” I grab my phone, kiss Felicity on the top of her head, and walk outside.
“Harrison, you need to stop calling me.” I answer, not bothering with saying hello.
“I thought we agreed you were going to stop dancing with the Triplets.”
“No, you threatened me to stop dancing with the Triplets. I didn’t agree, and I’m not going to. So Leave me alone.”
“You fucking bitch. I did everything for you. I gave you a job when your dad was dying. You owe me.”
A harsh laugh bursts out of me. I get on my tip toes making sure Axel isn’t anywhere around. “I owe you? How fucking dare you say that to me. I owe you nothing, in fact if anything you owe me, well actually, you owe your daughter. But I don’t want anything from you and neither does she. Leave us both the fuck alone.” I press the end button before he can respond. I turn my phone off, throwing it on my bed before having breakfast with my mother and daughter.
I’m cleaning up breakfast when there’s a knock on the door. My mom and Felicity are outside playing, so I wipe my hands on a dishtowel and open the door.
Harrison stands on the porch, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his linen pants. His pink button-down shirt crisp in the Vegas heat, his blond hair slicked back, his evil eyes hidden behind a pair of designer shades.
“What do you want?” I hiss, trying to step outside before Felicity or my mother come inside, but the scream of Felicity behind me tells me I’m too late.
“The bad man’s back. I’m going to get my superheroes.” Felicity runs into my room, the door slamming so hard I can feel it throughout the house.
“What the fuck was that about?” Harrison steps back when I close the door behind me.
“That was your daughter scared to death of you. And you know what? I’m glad. You need to get the fuck off my porch and never show your face again.”
“I’ll do that if you stop dancing with the Triplets.”
“Who the fuck are you?”
Axel pays Harrison no mind as his eyes roam over me, making sure I’m ok. “Felicity called me. I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner. Are you ok?” His bare chest glistens with sweat, from the work out we must have interrupted. He’s breathing heavily, his muscles twitching with pent up energy.
I nod, Harrison, not caring his life is in danger, decides to show just how stupid he really is. “See she’s fine. You can leave now. I was having a conversation with Emma, and it doesn’t involve you.”
Axel moves so quickly it takes me a moment to understand what’s happening. “Anything involving Emma has to do with me,” Axel says as he holds Harrison by the neck against the side of my house. “I’m going to tell you what you’re going to do. I’m going to let go of your neck.” Axel squeezes it to give his words emphasis. “Which by the way, I really don’t want to do. And you’re going to walk back to your overpriced piece of shit car, and you’re going to drive away and never think about Emma or Felicity again. For your cooperation, I’m not going to drive my fist into your face like I want to. Deal?”
Harrison eyes bulge out of his head, his mouth opening and closing as if he wants to form words, but can’t. He nods. Axel squeezes his neck one more time before stepping back, and letting him go.
Harrison drops to the porch, his hand touching his neck as he wheezes in air through his bruised throat.
“Go.” Axel nudges Harrison with his gym shoe.
Harrison gets up and scrambles to his car. The tires peel out on the pavement as he drives away.
Axel walks up to me and pulls me into his chest, holding me tight.
I’m surprised when I feel his body shake. “Are you ok?”
He laughs and brings me even closer. “I should be the one asking you that question. When Felicity called and she told me the badman was at the front door it took ten years off my life. I got here as quick as I could. I’m sorry I wasn’t here when he came over.”
Rubbing his back, I try to calm his frayed nerves. “You had perfect timing. You’re my hero. Thank you for saving me. I need to go check on Felicity.”
We both walk to my bedroom where we hear Felicity’s sobs as we open the door. My mom has Felicity on her lap, running her fingers through her hair.
“I should have hit the fucker,” Axel says under his breath so Felicity can’t hear him.
I shoot him a smile as we make our way toward Felicity.
When she sees Axel she scrambles off my mother and throws her tiny body toward him. Axel catches her and sits on the side of the bed, talking quietly to her. My mom gives me a worried look before leaving us alone. I sit next to Axel and Felicity, rubbing circles on her back as Axel continues to talk to her, telling her what a smart girl she was for calling him, and he would never let anyone hurt her.
My heart, which was mostly his before, fully belongs to him at this moment, and it doesn’t scare me one bit.
After half an hour she calms down enough to fall asleep. Axel covers her up in my bed and we go outside to the swings so we can talk. Axel convinces me to call the police, and we talk about safety measures while he’s at work. After the police take our statement, Axel is reluctant to leave for work. I promise him Harrison isn’t going to show up again, and I’ll call him if anything fishy happens.
I’m getting out of the shower when my phone rings. I pick it up, expecting it to be Axel, but instead it’s the burner number Harrison’s been calling me on. I debate answering it, but decide to end this once and for all.
“Didn’t you learn your lesson as your throat was being crushed?”
“You called the police.” His voice is raspy and it makes me smile.
“Yes, I called the police. You showed up at my house when I told you to leave me alone. You threatened me. Calling the police is the normal response when that happens.”
“I’m going to have a hard time explaining why the police were here to my wife. You owe me for getting me in trouble, and I know how you’re going to repay me.”
I laugh at his audacity. “I think it’s hilarious that in your small pea-brain head you really think I owe you.”
“If you aren’t going to stop dancing with the Triplets, then bring them to my club. It’s the least you can do. Your stupid boyfriend almost killed me.”
“I wish he would have. What will your wife think having the Triplets come over to your club? Wouldn’t you have some more explaining to do?”
“Let me worry about her. She’ll be happy with all the money coming in.”
I laugh until tears run down my face. “I’m not bringing the Triplets over to your club, and I’m not going to stop dancing with them either. And you know why?” He doesn’t respond so I keep going, “Because I have the upper hand. You’re terrified your wife will find out about me and Felicity. I’m the only one keeping that secret. And I’ll continue to keep your secret, and the other girls you’ve fucked over, because you’re going to leave me alone. I’m also going to tell Donna you tried to steal her biggest act. She’s not going to take kindly to that. I think she’s more shrewd than you are in the exotic dancing world. No more, Harrison. This is it. You try to fuck with me again, and you’ll wish you just had your throat crushed. If you don’t leave me alone, not only will your body be destroyed, so will your marriage, your club, and your bank account.” For the last time I hang up on Harrison.
I toss the phone on my bed and smile. It felt good standing up to Harrison for the first time. Axel has helped me find my power, and show me I have nothing to be ashamed of. Getting ready, I tell my mom I’m going to go to work early. I have one more thing to do.
19
Axel
I feel her walk in before I see her. My body vibrates with energy. Not missing any of my steps my eyes scan the room until I find her. Emma leans against a pillar at the back of the club by the bar.
My eyes take her in, not letting go of our connection. She licks her ruby-red lips and my dick jumps in my shorts. The women around the stage scream with delight, but I don’t pay them any attention, because all of it’s on Emma. She’s wearing a tiny red dress with sexy high heels, and all I can think about is having her wrapped around me as I pound into her.
The dance lasts forever. Emma smiles, and I’m certain she’s sensing how frustrated I am being stuck on stage instead of inside her.
She smirks at me, shooting me a wink. The want to jump off the stage and throw her over my shoulder is strong. She leans her head back, her blonde hair touching her ass as she laughs at me.
When our set is over I pass by Ben and Damien, getting to the backstage as fast as I can.
“Where are you off to?” Ben asks, wiping his chest down with a towel.
“Didn’t you see Emma in the back?” Damien answers, grabbing two towels and throwing one at me.
“Is she alright? That jackass didn’t come and bother her again did he?” Ben asks. Both of my brothers look at me. I love that they care about Emma. She’s family to us now, just like Clara when she started dating Ben.
I wipe off, shaking my head. “No, I scared him pretty bad this morning. I don’t think he’ll bother her again. She didn’t seem to be worried when she walked in. She looked relaxed.”
When Ben mentioned Harrison I wanted to run out to her and cradle her. The thought of that fucker messing with her again pisses me off. But seeing how playful she was while I was dancing, I figure she isn’t here for anything but to toy with me.
“Let us know if he bothers her again. Nobody messes with the Trifectas’ women.” I slap Damien on the back in acknowledgment before heading out to find Emma.
She’s in the same spot she was while she watched me dance. I smile seeing her lean against the pillar, waving a hundred dollar bill in the air.
/> I lean in close, stopping myself right before kissing her. Women all around are screaming, some run their fingers over me. Emma’s nostrils flare at one woman as she rubs her tits on my back.
“Sorry, he’s mine right now. I’ve always wanted a lap dance from one of the famous Trifectas. I guess this one will have to do. Excuse us.” Emma grabs my hand, leading me around the handsy lady, to find the nearest empty chair. She plops down on it and hands me the hundred she’d been waving at me. “I’m ready for my lap dance.”
I take her hand and guide the money into my crotch. Her mouth drops open and I have to swallow the groan. Bending down, I get close to her ear. “You’re sexy when you’re possessive.”
“Well if I’m yours, doesn’t that make you mine?”
This time I can’t hold back the groan as I lean in and brush my erection in between her thighs. She moans, and her head falls back exposing her neck. My nose follows the path from her chin down to her exposed cleavage and back again.
“I’ve been yours since the moment you yelled at me for staring at these,” I say, rubbing my thumbs over the top of her breasts.
The music throbs between us and I give her the most erotic lap dance ever. The beat pulses as I dip and touch her, igniting all of her senses. It’s scandalous the way I move around her, even for an exotic dance club the movements are too much, but I don’t care. It’s taking everything I have not to bend down and swipe my tongue over her.
When the music ends, women surround us. They all have hundred dollar bills in their hands, their eyes hungry at what they just witnessed. “I’m next,” random women yell and argue.
Emma laughs a little as her chest rises and falls as if she just ran a marathon.
“See what you started.” I peer over my shoulder at the line forming behind me. Women push at each other, clamoring for a better spot.