Page 10 of Becoming Super

“Does it hurt?” I blurted out.

He looked up as if he could see his own forehead and my body choked on a laugh.

“Do you think this is funny?” His tone was low and dangerous.

I have this little problem with laughing at the most inopportune times. I don’t know if it is nerves or just sheer oddity, but obviously, this was a moment when sobriety would be beneficial.

I giggled, “No sir, definitely not funny.”

Snort.

His jaw tightened as I tried to control myself.

“I really am sorry, Axel,” laughter, “It’s just you insulted me, and my planet.”

I was finally able to control myself by biting my bottom lip, hard.

He hadn’t said much, and I wondered if his arms were getting tired from holding me up.

“You will not burn me again.”

He wasn’t asking, he was telling.

“Absolutely,” I parroted, “No burning.”

“You are going to learn everything that I teach you and stop being a thorn in my ass.”

I gulped picturing his naked ass full of thorns and barely suppressing a giggle.

“Right, whatever you say.”

He growled low in his throat before slowly lowering me down, our bodies brushing against each other.

Did I feel something long and hard? My eyes flew to his tight uniform. Holy fuck, whatever this man was packing was massive. I could have sworn I saw it twitch as I continued to stare.

Maybe I needed to get along with Vlad the Impaler after all?

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