Page 122 of Stains of Desire

I moan with his cock in my mouth. The sting of the pain turning into buzzing pleasure.

My body becomes his to control. His hands, his mouth, his teeth all devour every part of me.

I use my mouth to fuck him, soaring over and over as he plays with my sex, determined to taste every part of him, craving his hot seed in my mouth.

When he detonates, we're full of sweat. He sucks my clit, and another tornado sweeps through me.

He flips me over and begins marking me everywhere. My knees. My belly. The fullness of my breasts. No part of my body is off-limits. I gave him full control the day I set eyes on him. He knows it. I know it. And every bite and bruise, I want.

When he's hard again, I pull him over me. His warm, glistening skin creates a new painful sensation everywhere he's been.

I welcome it, and my body hums against his.

He thrusts into me.

"Harder," I tell him.

He slows. "Tell me what you need, green eyes."

"I need it harder. Please."

He groans, ropes my hair around his fist, and tugs it.

"Yes!"

He pulls my neck so far back, I stare at the corner of the ceiling while he pounds into me and bites my neck.

"Fuck!" I scream and urgently lift my hips to match his speed as multiple orgasms ripple through me, destroying everything in their path.

He grunts as he comes, plunging deeper in me as I scream from the force of it all.

He collapses on me, and while breathing hard, licks the spots on my neck he left there. He murmurs, "Is that what you wanted?"

I lift his head to my face. "Yes. Thank you."

His breath merges with mine, our chests heave together, and he caresses my head. The brown in his eyes brightens. "I love you, green eyes."

"I love you, too. So much."

He kisses me. For the next few days, we stay in the room, only going out to grab food and then return. Our desire is insatiable. No number of kisses, or touches, or thrusts can quell the thirst we have for the other.

Between our heated sessions, Axel makes me rest, eat, and stay hydrated. He pumps me full of vitamins. When my mind spins about Millie, and he sees me falling into the darkness, he reminds me that I need to be strong for her.

"We're so close to Bermuda, green eyes. Once we get there, you'll be safe with the other guys. I'll have the resources and the help of my team to find Millie." He drags his finger over my jawline.

"Where will we go after?" I've never asked him what happens after we find Millie. But the closer we get to Bermuda, the more my dreams change.

"I don't know, but we'll figure it out," he replies.

The day we are scheduled to arrive in the Bahamas, my eyes fly open, and I sit up with my hand over my mouth and the other over my racing heart.

"Green eyes, you okay?" Axel bolts awake next to me.

"Millie was in a pink and purple bathing suit. Zoe was singing with her, and she was sitting on Julieta's lap. They were surrounded by pink sand and turquoise waters."

Axel grins and tugs me closer. "That's Bermuda."

For the first time since Santiago's thug tore her away from me, I feel confident she will be rescued. Tears of happiness stream down my face. "You're going to find her, aren't you?"