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Chapter eight

Night Moves

Axel

T he moment we entered the bedroom, I reeled Kylie into my arms. During the harrowing past twenty-four hours, I worried about her reaction. Between multiple attacks, fleeing her home, and then discovering that home no longer existed, it wouldn’t surprise me if she crumbled.

But her resilience touched a profound chord inside me.

Kylie had a strength in her that went soul deep. Likely why she survived years of abuse at her husband’s hands.

With her stunning form pressed against me, it lit every facet of my being. Because it felt like my arms were where she belonged. I knew it sounded crazy. We hadn’t known each other long. But I knew myself well. And I’d never felt this way before. I held her gently, because I didn’t want to hurt her while she recovered from her injuries.

“Are you sure you’re up for this tonight? It’s fine if you aren’t. It’s understandable given everything that’s happened. I’d enjoy simply holding you all night long.”

She cupped my cheeks. Her tender caress scorched me like a brand. But all her shields were down, her emotions on display as she searched my face. “I need you, Axel.”

Those words. So simple. And yet they rang through me like church bells on Christmas day. Nothing short of the apocalypse would tear me from her side. And possibly not even then.

I would stand in front of her and shield her with my final breath. I wanted every part of her. Her smiles and triumphs. Her defeats and sorrows. Her present and her future. Every moment. “Then nothing will take me away from you tonight.”

Her smile damn near stopped my heart with its sheer beauty. Kylie bit her bottom lip, and a seductive glint entered her goddess eyes. Her hands slid down my chest like hot branding irons. My cock swelled, eager to sink into her wet heat. Randy bastard.

But with good reason. In Kylie’s arms was as close to heaven as a man like me would ever find. And I didn’t want to miss a moment.

Those delicate fingers tugged at my shirt and glided beneath the material. She laid her palms against my stomach and my entire body came alive. I arched a brow.

“Something you want, Angel?” I asked huskily. My pulse pounded and dick jerked, aching for her to dip those hands a bit lower.

She released that lush bottom lip caught between her teeth. Her hungry gaze slid over me like a caress I felt down to my fucking soul. “Yep. You. Naked.”

Now I didn’t know about how other men would react. But when a gorgeous woman asked me to undress, I obliged. And when it came to Kylie, I couldn’t remove my clothes fast enough. Reaching over my shoulder, I yanked my shirt off and tossed the offending garment onto the floor. My hands went to the clasp on my cargo pants.

But Kylie knocked them out of the way. “Let me.”

The woman was a fucking siren. I would happily let her lead me to my doom as long as she kept looking at me like I was on the menu tonight.

Those slender fingers undid my pants, drawing the zipper down. I toed off my shoes. She teased the waistband of my boxers. My stomach muscles flexed beneath her slender fingers. And then she slid her hand beneath my boxers and circled my swollen dick. My hips thrust forward while pleasure raced along my spine.

I hissed. “Fuck, Angel.”

Releasing my shaft, she gracefully slid to her knees. She removed her sweatshirt and bra, letting her breasts spill free. Then she drew my pants and boxers down my legs. I stepped out as she tugged them off. And I stood before her naked, my cock rock fucking hard and jutting from my hips.

Kylie ran her hands up my calves to my thighs before they converged at my dick. Gripping my staff, she leaned in and swiped her pretty, pink tongue over the head. And she moaned.

“Like the way I taste, Angel?”

“Yes.” She nodded and darted her tongue out, teasing my crown. Pleasure raced through my veins. Pre-cum seeped from my dick.

Kylie licked my cock from root to tip, laving the crown and lapping at the pre-cum. And then she wrapped her luscious lips around the head of my cock, flashing her ardent gaze to my face. It was the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever seen.

I groaned.

She sucked on the head while one of her hands cupped my balls. She rolled them, gently massaging them. And I figured I must have died in the battle at the mansion. Because having Kylie on her knees, giving me head, had ecstasy churning in my belly.

At this rate, I wouldn’t last long.

She sucked my shaft down her throat. And she pushed past her gag reflex. Tears rimmed her inky lashes from her lack of air. But then she released me and inhaled a deep breath. Before repeating the move again. And again.

She used her hand with her mouth as she increased her pace, her head bobbing up and down my length. While the other continued playing with my balls.

“That’s it, Angel. Fuck, your hot little mouth feels so fucking good.”

She released my dick long enough to pant. “Fuck my mouth.”

“Angel, I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’m too big and could hurt you.”

With her hand stroking me, she shimmied out of her leggings and panties. And I stared transfixed when she snaked a hand down her flat belly and dipped it between her thighs for a moment, only to hold those fingers up to me. Her digits glistened with dew. I leaned down and sucked her fingers into my mouth, groaning as her sweet musky flavor hit my tastebuds. My mouth watered for more. I wanted to suck on her pretty cunt all fucking night long.

“See how wet it makes me? I want you to fuck my mouth.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You never could. Not really. And I want you to. It’s okay if you make it hurt a little. I need it. I need you.”

Moved by her, I cupped her chin. “If you need me to stop, slap my thigh twice and it all stops. Understood?”

“Yes.” She licked her lips and stared at my cock with such hunger my dick jolted.

“Open wide, Angel.”

She followed my command without question. Her eyes glazed with lust. I pressed the head inside.

Kylie closed her lips around my cock and sucked like it was a fucking lollipop. Jesus, maybe I really died at the mansion. But if she wanted me pounding away in her mouth, then that was what she would get. Cradling her head in my hands, I thrust. Slowly. Watching her take every inch I gave her.

Her nails scored my thighs. I growled at the exquisite torture. As need and desire wrapped themselves around me, I increased my pace. Sweat rolled down my back.

Tears streamed down her face as I fucked her mouth. “When I’m done fucking your mouth, I’m going to eat that pussy until you’re screaming my name. Letting everyone on board hear how much pleasure I’m giving you.”

She moaned around my plunging dick.

“You like the thought of everyone on board hearing us, don’t you?”

She blinked up at me, pleasure etched into her face. Her delight became my undoing. She unmanned me, turning me into a randy teen with his first woman.

“Spit or swallow, Angel?” My grip on her head tightened. I wanted the bliss to continue. And I cursed my lack of stamina, but she unmanned me. Desire wound through me, tightening my gut.

She slid her hands around my hips and clutched my ass, digging her nails in. Then opened her mouth wider in response. I trembled with my need to climax.

God, this woman! She was my fantasy. Every part of her made me ache and crave more. I wanted it all with her.

I fucked her mouth as lust obliterated my control. My cock swelled. Lightning arced along my spine and pooled in my balls. She suctioned her mouth, trying to draw me even deeper inside. My balls drew taught.

“FUCK!” I roared my pleasure and came spurting ropes of semen into her greedy mouth. Her throat worked to swallow every drop. I thrust until my balls emptied and the blissful tremors subsided.

Kylie released my shaft with a slight pop. Then sat back on her heels breathing heavily.

I leaned down and hauled her into my arms. This woman was everything to me. In short order, she’d become the focal point of my universe. And I claimed her lips, even as I wrapped her legs around my waist and shuffled the short distance to the bed.

Tasting myself on her tongue, I growled. She was so goddamn sexy the woman took my breath away.

I took a knee and laid her in the center of the bed.

She spread her thighs, providing me with an unobstructed view of her pink pussy. “You’re fucking drenched, Angel.”

A smile teased her lips. “And what are you going to do about it?”

Oh, she was a sassy one. But it was one of the many things I adored about her. I kneeled between her thighs. My hands ghosted up her legs. She shivered and bit her bottom lip. “I’m going to take my time worshiping this pretty pussy until you’re writhing and begging me to come. And then if you’re really good, I’ll give you my cock.”

“And if I’m bad?”

“Then you don’t get my cock. You get my fingers and mouth.”

“Like you don’t want to sink that big dick into me. See how wet I am for you?” She reached down her killer body. With her fingers, she spread her labia, and gave me an even better view.

I dragged my finger through her slit. It came away sopping wet and glistening. I popped the finger in my mouth. And groaned as her sweet flavor hit my tastebuds.

“Do I taste good?”

I fucking growled. Lust punched a hole in my control. Yanking her thighs further apart, I lowered my head and latched my mouth onto her pussy.

“Axel,” she wailed arching her back.

I lashed her clit with my tongue in response, loving the little sounds she made. But when she squirmed, I clamped my arms around her thighs and held her prisoner. I wanted to spend hours eating this pussy. Days even.

Her hands gripped my head, and she tried grinding her pussy against my lips. I nipped her clit before suctioning hard on the bud.

“Oh god, Axel!” Her hips bucked within my hold, and she flooded my mouth as she came. But I wasn’t finished with her. I pressed my hips against the bed, my cock viciously hard again and aching to slide into her tight heat.

But I waited. I wanted her mindless with need. And I ate her pussy like I never intended to stop. Long, slow licks that had her moaning. Followed by fast thrusts inside her weeping channel while she writhed against my hold. Only to switch it up and suck on her swollen clit as if it provided life giving nectar. Her moans and gasps fueled my efforts. There was no part of her I left untouched. I thrust my tongue in her quivering sheath and reveled in the feel of her clutching at me.

And I watched every response. The way her gaze went hazy and hooded with desire. The way her back arched and she rocked her hips. Through it all, this amazing woman held my heart in her delicate hands and didn’t even know it. If it were up to me, I’d spend the rest of my life making her come, making her scream my name in ecstasy.

I plunged two fingers inside her, fingering her cunt, and sucked on the swollen bud.

“Axel…please.”

I grunted but continued my torrid assault. I wanted to push her past the point of reason until she understood there was nothing I wouldn’t do for her. Time suspended itself while I ate her cunt. Taking my sweet time while she begged and pleaded for release. I brought her to orgasm twice more until my jaw was covered with her cream. If I could, I would bathe in her cunt juices.

“Fuck me, Axel,” she sobbed hoarsely.

Lifting my mouth from her swollen pussy, I growled. “Finally.”

Rising onto my knees, I gripped my rock-hard dick and rubbed the head through her folds. And then I positioned the crown at her entrance.

“Look at me,” I demanded. This was our time. And if I had my way, she was the woman I would fuck the rest of my life.

Kylie lifted her lids. Her eyes were heavy with lust.

Holding her hips steady, I plowed inside balls deep in a single thrust. Her pussy squeezed my cock. Kylie’s back bowed at the pleasure and her mouth rounded as moans spilled forth.

On my knees I thrust, slow and brutal. Driving my dick as deep as it could go. But even that wasn’t enough. I lowered my torso until my chest pressed against hers. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I slid even deeper. Propping my body up on my elbows, I flexed my hips.

Her hands gripped my back as we moved together.

“You’re so fucking tight.”

“That’s because you’ve got a monster cock.”

I chuckled. “Yeah, I do. But that’s what you love, isn’t it? You love the way I stretch you. And how I make you scream when you come. Tell me. Say it.”

“I love you…please.”

I halted as her words sank in. “You love me?”

Something akin to fear washed over her face. She squeezed her eyes shut. “Forget I said that. Please don’t make it weird.”

Her bottom lip trembled. And my fucking heart rolled over in my chest. “Angel, look at me. Please.”

I patiently waited for her to open her eyes and meet my gaze. I wanted to erase any doubt from her mind. “I love you too.”

“You do?” she gasped and then wonder crossed her face the longer she stared.

“Yeah, I do.”

Tears trailed down her cheeks. “You really do.”

“Tell me again, Angel.”

“I love you.”

And I rewarded her with a brutal thrust that left her moaning. “Again.”

“I love you!” She cried and gasped as I drove inside her like my life fucking depended on it. And perhaps it did, because she had become my world. Beyond the CIA and the missions, this was the woman I was meant to be with.

“Fuck, I love you too, so goddamn much I ache with it.” I crushed her lips, taking her mouth in a heated exchange while flexing my hips and plunging my dick into the farthest reaches of her cunt.

Our confessions flipped a switch on our lovemaking. I pounded my length in her grasping pussy. But we couldn’t get close enough. Our hips rocked together as I slammed inside her again and again, not once lifting my mouth from hers. I plunged my tongue inside to tangle with hers even as I rammed my cock inside her with increasing force and speed.

Sweat slicked our bodies. I wanted to keep this woman forever. I understood I had to share her with my friends. And I was okay with it. They were my best friends and brothers from another mother. In fact, I thought it was hot.

But I wanted more with Kylie than hot nights in her bed. After her admission, I would never let her go. Love for her swelled even as lust overrode everything else.

And Kylie, the sweet angel who had given me her love, was the only woman I wanted for the rest of my life. I never thought I would be so fortunate to have any woman love me, especially not a woman like Kylie. She was good and sweet and intelligent. And she had survived such horrors, which made her ability to love and see the good in people even more astonishing.

Her nails dug into my back. I ate her moans and knew she was close. I was too. But I wanted her to find her release before me. Snaking a hand between us, I thrummed my fingers over her clit.

Then her pussy spasmed so hard she damn near flattened my dick. It dragged me into ecstasy with her. I plundered her pussy, pumping my hips as my balls emptied inside her.

And fuck, a part of me that hoped my seed took root. That I would get to watch her belly round with my child growing inside her.

Ripping my mouth away, I groaned. Then lowered my forehead to hers. Our panting breaths mingled. “I meant what I said. I know the timing was not great.”

Her eyes fluttered open. There were tears lining her lashes. “I meant it too.”

“But?”

“I have feelings for the others, too. And I don’t know how to handle it. I didn’t mean to let my feelings slip out. But I need you to know that you’re the first person to love me.”

“Surely there was someone else?”

She shook her head. “No. Carlos told me he loved me but what he felt for me wasn’t love. I grew up in foster care, there wasn’t anyone there who loved me. You’re the first.”

My heart ached for her. But I vowed I would love her well enough she would forget about the lack of her early days. A day would never pass without me telling her I loved her.

“You won’t ever be alone again. And I will remind you every day that I love you.”

“Promise.” She searched my eyes for the truth.

“Yeah, I promise.” I kissed the tip of her nose. Then finally withdrew my softening shaft and rolled off her. But I brought her with me. I pressed a kiss against her forehead. “You should get some sleep.”

“You won’t leave me?”

“Nope. I’ll be here all night. We’re going to take turns while we’re at sea. You won’t ever sleep alone again if you don’t want to.”

“As long as you don’t leave me.” She snuggled against my side.

“Never,” I swore, tugging the covers up over us.

I lay there as she drifted off, just watching her sleep. From the start, I’d known she differed from all the others. But I hadn’t realized how different until this moment.

Because I saw my future in her eyes.