Page 50 of Axel (Belles & Bratva Beasts #2)

“Oh fuck,” he huffs, staring down at me. “Oh fuck, yes. It feels weird and good and fuck, baby. Fuck. Fuck me.”

“Yes, my king.” I leave his shaft, covered in my spit, and straddle him, rubbing his tip over my excited clit. “Like this? Is this how you want me to fuck you?”

I barely seat his wide crown inside me. Circling my hips, I make Axel grab them while I please him, control him, his lips parting, his stunning eyes anticipating, needing.

“Fuck, you should see how hot you look right now,” he rasps. “Fuck, Ruby. Your hair. Your eyes. Your tits. Your pretty pussy. Don’t ever shave it bare.” With his thumbs, he parts my lips, staring at where we’re joined. “Look at us. Look at your little pink clit.”

He fondles it, and I moan, taking another inch.

“Good girl,” he praises. “Just like that. Take my cock. Let me watch it stretch you open.”

He’s right. Taking Axel all at once can make me see stars. Sometimes I like it. But not on top. I like riding him, teasing him, slowly taking him inch by inch.

“That’s it. Such a good girl for me.” He circles his thumb over my clit, his other hand reaching to tug at my nipple. I love it when he’s rough with them—slapping them and biting them. But tonight ?

“Ride me,” he demands. “You know what I want. Ride me and make your pretty tits bounce for me.”

“Yes, sir,” I sigh, loving it when he makes me give him a dirty show. And I do. I arch my back and use my thighs, bouncing on his generous length. “Like this? Am I your good girl fucking you like this?”

“Oh fuck, yes.” His lush lips part in awe, his stare drinking me in. His strong hands guide my hips to move faster, harder. “You want all this cock inside you, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes.” Just the sight of Axel takes me. But then his warm touch. His maddening stretch. His taunts and dirty desire. The way he watches me, wanting me. “Please, my king,” I start trembling.

He grabs my throat. “Now, take me. Take every fucking inch of my cock in this tight, wet pussy.”

I obey, sinking to his base, moaning when my clit hits Axel’s piercing. Every time it hits my soul, too.

He got it for me. Only me.

I grind over it, and Axel groans, buried so deep inside me.

“Can you feel me?” I lower my lips to his. “Can you feel how wet I am for you, rubbing my hard clit on you? On our piercing? Can you feel me in your ass, Axel? Do you like it? Will you let me fuck your ass one day?”

“Oh fuck, yes, baby.” He holds my neck, pressing his other fingers to my mouth. “Spit on them,” he demands. “Because your ass is mine, too.”

I suck his fingers, drooling over them before he reaches around, and slowly sinks them inside me, making me cry out, my back arching open for him. “That’s it, Wildfire. Burn for me,” he demands. “Take me pounding your ass and pussy.”

Suddenly, he hammers his hips, fast and hard, slapping his piercing against my clit, and pounding his cock into my pussy while he rams his fingers in my ass.

His brutal possession takes me everywhere, claiming every excited nerve, exploding pleasure through my body, my pussy clenching for release as I cry out, “Axel, I’m coming! ”

“Fuck, yes. Come on my dick, baby.” He stares up at me, his neck straining, his eyes not believing. “Fuck, you’re going to make me come so hard with this thing in my ass. Fuck! Fuck!”

I buck with my release and he seizes my hips, locking my body to his with his grunt, making me take all of him while I convulse, my pussy clenching so hard it hurts.

My orgasm won’t stop. More convulsions hit me when I feel his cock jump inside me. I shudder at the sight of Axel coming so hard that he throws his chin up, his sexy body shaking, his neck straining as he groans, “ Fuck, Ruby . Oh, fuck yes, baby.”

I collapse over him, shaking like him, our breath huffing for a minute, before he wraps his strong arms and legs around me. “Goddamn, Wildfire,” he pants. “You made me see stars.”

I grin against his neck. “Wait until I take it out.”

“You keep fucking me like that and I’m keeping you barefoot and pregnant for the rest of your life.”

“Again,” I softly joke, nuzzling my forehead to his, “I don’t see a ring on my finger.”

He stares up at me, lacing his fingers through my hair. “I’m going to give you more than a ring. My queen will have everything.”

After a night like this. After every time Axel’s inside me, making me feel completely his, I wonder, “But will you really do it? Will you really let Grant initiate me, too?”

“Pop,” he mutters, “meet the bubble.”

“I’m sorry.” I wince. “I don’t mean to ruin this. It’s so perfect. We’re so perfect together, and that’s why I ask right now. We can’t keep avoiding it. You said after Vale’s initiation and Alena’s wedding, I’m next. But will you really let it happen? ”

Sweetly, he smacks my ass. “You’re aware my dick is inside you as you ask this question?”

“And my toy is in your ass. Seems like the perfect time.”

“You’ll be my queen.” His voice sounds thick with resolve. “You decide how.”

“Does it have to be both you and Grant … you know … double dipping me?”

“Be specific, Wildfire. You use too much slang, and double dip could mean a lot of things.”

“I mean…”

Why am I suddenly shy? I’ve never been shy about sex.

Oh, I know why.

Because I’ve never been in love while having it.

“I mean, I want to respect you. I only want you, so do both you and Grant have to fuck my vagina? One after the other? You know, with your penises until you both ejaculate inside me?”

“Well, shit.” He chuckles. “Way to get real specific.”

“Uh! You said to.”

“I know. I know,” he grumbles, laughing. “And yes, that’s what the other queens have done. It’s like receiving two husbands on one wedding night. That’s the tradition, but now we do it with condoms and consent.”

“But not Zar,” I plead my case. “He doesn’t have a vagina, so on his wedding night, his ass received Nick, then Sire, right?”

“Damn,” he marvels. “When I said take a specific inch, you took a very vivid mile.”

“Answer my question, your honor. Are asses up for initiation?”

“Apparently, so. Yes.”

“Then let Grant initiate my ass so I can save my pussy for you. Only you.”

“Again,” his laugh is so deep, I feel it inside me, “you’re aware my penis is still inside said pussy while we’re having this conversation?”

“I’m very aware every time your penis is inside me, and it seems apropos.”

“Oh.” He winks. “Objection. That’s a Carolina Law word.”

“Answer the question, please, and settle this case. Can we do it that way so I don’t have to worry anymore?”

“Were you worried?”

“Yeah, I was.”

Silence. Heavy, unlaughing silence.

“Ruby, we won’t do it if you don’t want it. I’m the first king. If you want, I’ll insist we make you a queen another way.”

Here we go again: Axel melting my heart with his icy eyes.

He’d rearrange his world for me when all I want is to be in it.

“But I want to be like the other queens. It’s like what Nick said when we were in Greece. I don’t want to be different. I grew up that way. I was bullied for it. And I trust Grant. I’ve done it before. I heard how much Nash and Jace made Vale like her initiation, her DP, and?—”

“They didn’t DP her,” he explains what I didn’t see. “That’s not what they wanted. Nash held Vale while she was on top of him, rubbing her clit on Nash’s cock while Jace initiated her pussy and I think they got off on rubbing their cocks together, too, and?—”

“God,” I sigh, “that’s hot.”

“Not for me. Nash and Jace aren’t brothers. But I’m not doing that with mine and?—”

“I get it. And I only want you in my pussy. So let Grant DP me with you, and I know it will be special.” Yes, I hear myself. “As special as a DP can be and—” I sigh, “You get the idea. ”

“We’ll stop,” he assures, “at any moment, if it’s not what you want. I promise. I’ll kill a brother if he hurts you.”

I believe him, and I’d never let him do it. Axel’s family means too much to him. To me, too.

“It is what I want.” Gently, like a mouse to a crouching lion, I kiss him. “Because I kind of really love you.”

“ Kind of ?”

When Axel smiles at me like that, he’s the sky, embracing my entire world.

And I smile back, wiggling my empty finger in his sexy face. “There’s this song by Beyoncé…”

“Oh, I’m putting my ring on it.” He laughs. “But first, let me get your toy out of my ass.”

He holds my face and gives me a kiss better than any ring before he leaves my body and climbs out of bed.

Cutely, he covers his cut ass with his hand, making me laugh. “Like I don’t know what you’re hiding.”

“Like a man needs his dignity.” He laughs back, swinging the bathroom door open before exclaiming, “Holy hurricane of toilet paper! What the fuck? It’s everywhere!”

I roll on the bed, holding my stomach, laughing so hard. “You told them to do it.”

“Since when do my pussies listen to me?” He shouts from the bathroom. “Jesus H. Christ, it looks like it snowed in here!”

Axel’s so angry, I’m laughing with tears, hearing him softly cuss at the kittens while he grumbles, resolving the situation in his ass and the bathroom.

When he returns, naked and crawling into bed beside me…

I’ve never had this much hope.

I’ve never felt this much love.

Then Axel’s phone rings.

And everything changes.