Page 8 of Axel (Riders of Retribution #1)

Hazel

The ride back to Axel’s place takes way too long. His promise of something more when we get back thrums through my body. I keep myself pressed against him the entire trip, a ball of anticipation forming in my gut.

When we get to his place – a modest two bedroom that looks completely unassuming – both of us hop off his bike and rush inside.

His hand is tight around mine, urging me through the front door.

I don’t get a chance to take in my surroundings as he shepherds me to his bedroom, but truthfully, the way he decorates his space is the last thing on my mind.

Once we’re inside his bedroom, he pushes me against his wall. His mouth is on mine in an instant, and his hands are everywhere. He fondles my breasts through my clothes, he caresses my neck, he squeezes my hips and pulls me closer to press his hardness against me.

My clothes don’t stay on for very long. He makes quick work of them, shoving my pants and underwear down with expert precision.

When he discards my jacket before yanking my shirt off, he only breaks our kiss long enough to get the offending garment over my head. My bra goes next, undone with one hand.

After a moment, he breaks away from me. His eyes sweep over my bare body. My face burns with embarrassment at being so exposed in front of him.

“God, you’re fuckin’ perfect,” he curses, not bothering to hide the overt lust in his tone.

I shiver. He looks like he’s going to eat me alive. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more in my life.

He pulls me into another kiss, spinning me away from the wall. I try my best to keep up with his passion as he walks me backward toward his bed. When my knees hit the back of the mattress, I fall onto it, staring up at him with wide eyes.

“I’ve wanted you since I saw you, angel,” he tells me as drops his jacket and throws his shirt to the side. “From the moment I saw you, I knew I’d do anything to make you mine. And I’ll do anything to protect you. If anyone lays a finger on you, they’re dead.”

My heart pounds in my ears as the sincerity of his words hits me full force. I know I just met him, but I know him well enough by now to hear the promise there. I wonder if I should be scared by this kind of proclamation, but I’m not. It only makes me want him more.

The sound of his belt buckle snaps my attention to his waist. I watch with rapt attention as he shoves them down, revealing a large bulge in his boxers. My eyes widen as he reveals his hard cock.

He’s huge. I’ve seen plenty of phalluses in my time as a nurse, but never something quite as big as what Axel’s endowed with. I wonder if it’ll fit.

I really, really hope it does. Because I want him inside of me just as much as he wants to get inside me.

“Like what you see?” he asks, smirking at me when my eyes snap away from his throbbing length.

“I–” I say, swallowing hard. All of a sudden, my mouth is very dry. I manage to get myself together enough to say, “You’re huge.”

That pulls a chuckle out of him, and as he steps between my legs, “That so?”

“Uh huh,” I say, letting him work me into the center of the bed.

“I’ll go slow,” Axel says as he leans down to capture my lips with his.

I melt into the contact, sighing and opening my legs wider for him. He takes the invitation to settle in, his hard cock pressing against my inner thigh. A whimper escapes me without my permission, and he swallows it up eagerly.

The kiss only gets filthier and filthier.

Our tongues slide against each other, and he brings up a hand to tangle into my hair.

He angles my head so he can explore even deeper.

I’m so distracted by the way he’s kissing me that I don’t realize he’s lining himself up with me until his member starts to push into my opening.

“Oh!” I gasp, breaking the kiss and looking up at him. “Axel, that’s–”

“Does it hurt?” he asks, still sliding in, though he’s going slightly slower.

“No, no,” I say, not wanting him to stop. Oh god, I don’t want him to stop. “It’s just… it’s a lot. But it’s good.”

“Good,” he replies, before leaning in to connect our lips once again.

As he fills me up, I’m hit with the realization that the pull I feel for him is more than just attraction. Like this, we’re one. This is exactly where I’m meant to be. Axel is my future, and I desperately want him to be my present too.

Once he’s fully inside, he pulls out about halfway before plunging back in. When I moan in pleasure, he does it again. Then again. He works himself up to a fast, steady rhythm that makes my toes curl in delight.

As he fucks me, gives me all of him and takes my virginity, the fact that I’m falling for him becomes glaringly obvious.

The way he’s so protective of me, the fact that he was so quick to act when he saw that I was in danger…

No one has ever made me feel the way that he has.

If I were with him, I could just turn off the worry center In my brain and let him take care of everything.

For the first time in my life, it feels like someone actually cares about my wellbeing.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ tight,” Axel groans, breaking away from the heated kiss we’re sharing. “Feels like you were fuckin’ made for me, angel.”

“I was,” I moan, and it’s the truest phrase I’ve ever uttered. “I was made for you, Axel. No one else. Just you.”

“That’s right,” he practically growls before his mouth is on mine again.

He picks up speed, changing the angle of his thrusts and hitting something deep inside me that makes me scream. All at once, I’m on the precipice of falling over the edge. He’s awakened something in my soul, and I don’t ever want him to stop.

“Axel,” I whine, wrapping my arms around him even tighter as my orgasm starts to dig its claws into my gut. “Axel… Axel!”

“Just let it go,” he says, sensing my impending climax. “I’m right here. I’ve got you. Let me see how good I’m making you feel.”

With his encouragement, I can’t hold back any longer. My orgasm slams into me, and I cum with another cry of his name. And, when my pussy clenches around him with spasms of pleasure, Axel makes his own noise, cumming deep inside me.

I’m filled up with his seed, and I feel like he’s taken me completely.

I’m his beyond a shadow of a doubt. This man is my protector, he cares about my wellbeing more than any other person in my life.

I know then, the revelation swirling in my lust-drunk brain, that I have to tell him everything.

It doesn’t matter if it upsets my father or if it makes things more dangerous for the both of us.

Axel can help me. He might be the only person in the world who’s able to get me out of the mess I’m in. It’s foolish of me to think otherwise.

He pulls out gently when his pleasure subsides, kissing me with a kind of reverence I wouldn’t have thought he was capable of just a few hours earlier. Then, he rolls onto his back, pulling me with him. I let myself be taken, feeling the safest I have in a long time surrounded by his strong arms.

I’m on the verge of drifting off when my phone starts ringing in my jacket pocket across the room. I curse and stumble out of bed, worried that it’s a call from the hospital. When I glance at the caller ID, I see my father’s name, and anxiety pools in my stomach.

“Dad?” I say as I answer the call.

“Hazel,” he says, the anxiety thick in his voice. “Hazel, you have to get home right now.”

“What’s going on?” I reply, throwing the call on speaker as I search the room for my clothes.

“It’s the Apex Runners,” he says in a rush. “They’re here and looking for you. I’m trying to stall but I need you to get home. Now.”

With that he hangs up, and my own anxiety spikes. My hands shake as I pull my clothes on. When I turn around to tell Axel he needs to take me to my car, he’s already up and getting dressed.

“I’ll go,” he says with a cold edge to his voice. “I’ll take care of it. You stay here.”

“No,” I say, lifting my chin defiantly. “I’m coming. This is partially my fault. I’ll explain everything later, but I’m coming.”

Axel looks at me with something I’d dare to call admiration in his eyes. Then, he says, “Then let’s get out of here and give ‘em hell.”