Page 66 of Filthy Savage
Epilogue - Angel
Six Months Later at the Clubhouse
“Put your hands above your head and lace your fingers together.”
How the tables have turned. I do my best to ignore my shaking fingers, and swallow past the sudden tightness in my throat. I wonder how I ever pulled off the mistress act. Giving Axe control makes me infinitely more excited, more aroused, more passionate than when I called the shots.
Or maybe it’s that fact that it’s with him.
What was supposed to be a few days’ stay at the clubhouse turned into what I’d like to call ‘shacking up’ with Axe. I’m here with him more nights than at my own place, and when I’m home, he finds his way to me. The scary thing is, I couldn’t be any happier. I especially love that my pets are delighted to romp around outside instead of being cooped up in my tiny apartment. Even Mom has come to like Axe. Well, Mom likes seeing me more relaxed and less stressed, so she accepts him, knowing he had a hand in helping me find a balance.
That’s the last thought that runs through my head as I focus on the way Axe pins my wrists together, then secures me to his bed post with neckties that he’s supposed to be wearing on the job. At least they’re being put to good use. He straddles me at the waist, and pauses, just gazing down at me. In this position, it’s hard not to look at his groin. He notices my eyes darting down from his face, and the bulge beneath his fly seems to grow.
Axe groans, and I lick my lips, instinctively lifting my head to get closer.
He shakes his head. “None of that from you tonight. You’re going to lie back and be at my mercy. I’m going to do and say things you’ll probably never hear me repeat for the rest of your natural life. Can you handle that?”
“Yes,” I answer in a shaky voice, even though at the moment, the only thing keeping me from rolling my hips for some much-needed contact is his bulky muscular weight holding me steady.
Nodding, he climbs off the bed and steps over to his chest of drawers. He digs around in his sock drawer, and turns to face me with his hands behind his back.
“What’s in your hands?” I ask, curious about how kinky Axe is going to get tonight. We’ve never used toys or objects, other than mild bondage play, like tonight with my hands bound.
“Something I got for you. Except you can’t take it off once I put it on you.”
“Like ever?”
“Exactly.”
“God, please don’t tell me it’s a dog collar. My skin chafes easily. Plus, I think my head librarian will probably warn me that it’s against the workplace dress code.”
Axe rumbles out a laugh. “It’s not.”
“What is it, then?”
He returns to the side of the bed and takes a seat beside me. I notice the audible inhale of air into his lungs, but no exhale, as though he’s holding his breath. Is he nervous? He’s never that way with me. Then I see why and can barely control my own breath when one hand emerges from behind his back, revealing a gleaming engagement ring with a large princess cut diamond solitaire.
“Marry me, Angel.”
My eyes bulge out of my head, and my hands fight to pull out of their bindings so I can sit up and not pass out before I get the chance to give him an answer.
“Oh my God!” I shriek. “You’re actually proposing to me? I never thought you’d ask me to marry you. I mean, with the whole badass biker thing, I figured we’d just, you know, shack up, and maybe get a place on our own together, and a few more dogs. Oh my God, you just asked me to marry you! I just can’t believe it,” I fast-talk until I have no idea what I’m saying, but I can’t stop myself either. “I have to phone Sonya to tell her the news! We’ll definitely need a couple of extra bedrooms for when Asher and Annalee come for a visit, and maybe a study for my books, or a walk-in closet, although I’d much prefer a spare room just in case we have a kid or two, depending on whether—”
Axe presses a finger over my lips. “Hush. Maybe I should’ve tied you upandgagged you to get a simple nod or head shake for a yes or no answer,” he teases.
“Of course…yes…yes, I’ll marry you,” I say against his finger. “I love you so much, Axe.”
“And I love you.”
“Can you untie me so I can kiss you right now?”
Axe stretches over to the bed post and slips the gorgeous thing onto my ring finger.
“Not until I’m done with you tonight.”
THE END