Page 17 of Bruised MC Bear

Axe leaned in and flicked his tongue along her slit. She nearly stumbled, and he jerked his hand from her breasts to her hip to steady her back into place.

“Easy,” he soothed, loving the way she writhed when he blew a hot breath over her wet center.

“I need…more,” she moaned, nearly choking on the words.

Her wish was his command, to the point where he became consumed with the idea of taking her over the edge more powerfully than both previous times. As he teased his tongue along her sweet, soft folds, she jolted through an orgasm that had her knees buckling and her hands on his shoulders with her nails embedded in his flesh. Angel continued to tremble beneath his touch, still muttering her pleas for more.

Instinct took over Axe’s mind, and taking over was the only option. Staring up into her face, he got to his feet, scooping her up and depositing her in her bed. Maybe relief came over her, or lust, or both, because she grasped his shirt and lifted her head up off the bed, kissing him possessively. So much for Angel being in control. Not that anything could surprise him now, with the insane chemistry between them. The only shocker was that she could have held out for so long. He was instantly aroused again.

Pulling from her kiss, he nipped a trail down her neck and collarbone, then lower, until his lips hovered over one breast. He released short, hot breaths on her nipple, then took her hardened peak into his mouth. Angel cried out his name. She really shouldn’t have done that. Not when every instinct was pushing him to return to her neck and mark her with his teeth to make her permanently his. Groaning through the urge, Axe let his hands roam down to her ass. He pressed her heat tight against his groin, relishing the way she rolled her hips at the pace that her tongue explored and tasted his mouth. Ready for more contact, he tugged at her zipper, pulling down until the front of her dom dress was completely open. Peeling the leather off her shoulders, he stopped for a brief instant to gaze up at her face.

“You’re gorgeous,” he groaned, biting back a growl.

Axe found a condom from his pants, which had been thrown across the room. Returning to bed, he parted her knees and clutched her inner thighs with each hand. Eyes now locked, he positioned himself and rubbed his tip along her warmth. Angel lifted her hands to his chest again and rolled her hips, inching down his length until he was deep inside of her. Gasping, she shut her eyes and ran her hands through his hair, spurring him on with each stroke, hissing out short breaths. Axe could stay here all night staring up at the pleasure on her stunning face as Angel crashed through another peak. Het tight inner walls gripped around his length, massaging his shaft as her body seized. She held him tight, burying her head into his neck.

Axe didn’t stop. With each thrust, he had to have more. He had to have her in his bed. That image of her blonde mane fanned out on his pillow, and her red lips crying out his name nearly drove him insane, and in a few more strokes, he came.

His head was spinning. There was so much energy firing between them, he needed to either pull away now or own her completely.

“You okay, doll?” he asked, adjusting his weight to rest a moment at her side.

Angel groaned and curled closer to him. He ran his fingers through her hair and down her back, not quite ready to leave.

Angel sat up after a short time. “You should probably get going. I’ve got an early day tomorrow.”

“All right,” he rumbled out. Kissing the top of her head, he got out of bed and found his pants. “See you around, sweet thing,” he added, quickly retreating down the hall and out the front door to avoid changing his mind.