Page 96 of Ravaged Soul

“So angry and yet so wet for me.” Axel continues working me over with fast thrusts. “You’re desperate to be touched, babe. Touched and thoroughly fucked.”

“I… am… not!”

At my protest, he withdraws his hand. I can’t help calling out in shock, mourning the loss. My legs are shaking as warmth gathers between my legs, begging for his attention.

“What was that?” He scowls down at me.

“Goddamn you.”

“I’ve got all night, Em. Keep fighting me if you so wish.”

“Let me go! Now!”

“I’m not quite done with this disobedient little pussy yet.”

He bends down, pushing my legs wider apart as he peels my panties down. I’m exposed to his stare, a shiver wracking over me at the pure, animalistic lust that fills his uncut ambers.

“You’re going to learn, dimples. Good girls who do as they’re told are rewarded.”

“I’m not good at following orders,” I whimper in need.

“By the time I’m done here, you will be.”

Axel pauses to take a deep sniff of my underwear, his eyes refusing to leave mine. Desire unfurls inside me as he tosses the scrap aside then retakes his position. All I can see is his tousled, purple locks when I feel his tongue glide over my sensitive skin.

Lips secure themselves to my clit, sucking and rolling the bud until I can’t hold in another cry. Axel’s tongue laps at me like I’m his favourite flavour of ice cream, never once letting up.

When his digits return to my slit, the combined effect has me thrashing against the damn handcuff. I don’t know if I want to punch his smug face or bury my fingers in his hair while he eats me alive.

“Ax!” I whine frantically.

His fingers curl inside me, brushing the sweet spot of pure ecstasy. With his thumb bearing down on my clit and tongue greedily devouring my essence, it’s too much. He’s chasing my traitorous body down a path I can’t stop it from taking.

“Please.” My protests turn to pathetic gasps. “Oh, God. More… Ax!”

One more swipe of his tongue and I feel myself detonate. He’s pumping into me relentlessly, drawing the orgasm from my depths at a furious pace. My walls clench, muscles tense then my mind explodes with all-consuming bliss.

Still, Axel doesn’t let up, pulling his hand free to make room for his mouth. He drinks in every lick of moisture, teasing my release to its maximum. I writhe and shudder underneath him, the evening-lit room turning hazy all around me.

When I come back down to earth, the playful rogue who’s spent months taunting me is nowhere to be found. A dark, determined angel stares down at me with a raw look of hunger that makes my spine tingle.

“They all think you’re theirs.” He wipes moisture from his mouth. “And I don’t mind sharing you, but I’m going to be the one to fuck this sweet cunt first.”

God, I should say no. Kick him in the face. Tell him and his overbearing, alpha-hole teammates to fuck off to high heaven. Anything but moan at the spasms his words evoke inside me.

I mewl like a needy animal when Axel dips out of the room, leaving me soaked and spreadeagled. He returns with a foil packet clasped between his fingers, already shoving his sweats off at the foot of the bed.

A hedonistic thrill barrels through me at the sizable swell stretching his boxers. I can already imagine the burn of his huge dick stretching me open. God, he’s big. All the reasons I’m mad at him suddenly seem unimportant as he shoves off his boxers.

“Touch yourself,” Axel orders. “Now.”

His stare devours my movements, watching me tug on the restraint with one hand while I play with my juices. I’m already slick and tingling from the orgasm he plucked out of me.

“Perfect,” he hums, his pupils blown.

“Please. I need… I want…”

“What, babe? What do you want from me?”