Page 81 of Cruel Savior

Cash looked between us, a knowing grin suddenly splitting his face. “I’m just kidding,” he snickered. “I only came up here for another round of beers and decided to mess with you. I wish you could see your face.”

“Then fuck off. I'm trying to make up with my girl, so I can get laid.”

“Axel,” Mandy hissed, her cheeks turning pink.

Cash was walking away, laughing, and I was having a hard time holding mine in. It was probably time to cut bait and run before I said anything else that she could take the wrong way.

“C’mon, candy girl. I think it's time the two of us got out of here.” I stood, started to pull her off her chair, thought better of it, and scooped her into my arms instead. “We need a fresh start and this time, I’m not taking any chances that you might try to get away.”

Epilogue

Amanda

Two weeks later

I’d been lying awake for almost an hour, and I couldn't stay still any longer. I thought I could wait for the sun to come up, but that just wasn't going to happen.

I turned to face Axel and studied his beautiful face. The angles of his cheekbones, the length of his inky lashes. He looked so different when he slept. It was also one of the rare times he looked at peace. Awake, he was my own personal fireball. Always on the go, always ready to join a fight, and always ready to fuck.

I giggled. Making love might have been a more ladylike way to think about it, but it didn't fit him at all. And somehow, he'd managed to turn me into an insatiable sex-crazed fiend right along with him.

But I think part of that had something to do with his surprise. I just hoped he would be as happy about it as I was. We'd talked briefly about it weeks ago, but nothing had come up since and now his evil plan had come true. I rubbed my still-flat belly and imagined a little black leather-wearing baby rolling around inside there.

Yes, I was acting like a giddy fool, but I didn't care. I was finallyhappy,despite all the insane twists and turns my life had taken. And we were long overdue.

I placed my hand on his thigh and slid it up to encircle his hard cock. I loved that contrast of warm, velvety skin over steel. I wasn’t surprised to find him in that state since it was pretty much a given all the time with him. Although he enjoyed blaming that on me.

"What are you doing?" he asked, cracking open one eye. "I thought we were sleeping."

"Uhm, I would think that would be obvious." I laughed, squeezing him harder the way he liked it.

His hand shot out and grabbed at my nipple, which he rolled gently between his fingers. "Don't get me wrong, I love eery second I am inside you and am not going to turn down any opportunity to do so, but I thought you were exhausted?

"I was. But I guess now I'm not."

He glanced at the clock on the bedside table, and then eyed me warily. "It's only been about three hours since the last time I gave you a couple of orgasms."

I frowned and gave him a little pout. "That sounds like a complaint. Are you turning me down?"

"Fuck no." He leaned forward and sucked the nipple he'd been playing with into his mouth.

I immediately threw my head back and moaned from the pleasure of it. He thrashed my skin with his tongue, and I squirmed from the sensation that somehow felt like he was between my legs as well as at my breast. By the time he broke free, I was breathless and desperate for more.

He smiled. "Well, come on then. Show me what you've got." At that he rolled to his back lifting me so that I settled on top of him with his hardness pressed between my thighs.

"That sounds like a dare." I licked and bit at one of his nipples, then pushed at his chest until I was sitting on top of him with my legs straddling his hips.

He grinned."Oh, it definitely is. Since you woke me up this time, I think it's only fair."

It was my turn to grin, which I quickly followed by licking my lips. My man was a literal genius when it came to oral sex, but I hadn't had much of an opportunity to develop mine.

"So let me get this right," I teased as I trailed my fingers down his chest and the hard wall of abs that were a serious thing of beauty. "You're just going to lay there, and let me do whatever I want?" My fingers reached the head of his cock and his muscles jumped when I lightly scratched my nails across his super sensitive skin.

"There is no just about it," he growled, the sound sending a shiver of need racing down my spine. "But, yes you can have your way with me—for now."

I should have laughed. It was obvious he was trying to keep this light, for a change, but the heat building between my legs and the clenching in my core were no laughing matter. My hand shifted between us as I bent forward to capture his nipple into my mouth.

When he sucked in sharply, I nearly lost my mind. My muscles quivered with need. I was never going to get enough. It would take a lifetime, and even that might not be enough.

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