Page 14 of Axe
“What?” I asked flatly, but my face held a scowl.
“Nothing,” he said meaning the complete opposite of what he’d said.
“Don’t start, asshole,” I nearly barked. Damn, I was losing my edge. It had been a long time since that had happened and by the look that he held on his face, he’d noticed. “Go back to the compound. Fill Cal in and tell him I’m staying here. Leave the prospect outside. He stays watch all night.”
“On it,” he said as he moved to the front door. “You got this?” he asked over his shoulder after he pulled open the door.
Of course I fucking had it.
Yeah, that was a huge lie. But instead of saying anything, I gave him a short nod without even looking at him. I knew that if I did, my face would give away my insecurity.
I ran the items back up the stairs and handed them to her. I watched with strained eyes as she neatly tucked the blanket around the sleeping child and placed the lion in the corner of the pen, almost like it was watching over him.
It hit me then that I didn’t know their names. I was sure she’d figured out mine by now given that it was written on my chest. Then again, she might not have been that smart. I had no idea. But something told me that she did, that she got more than she let on to and that bothered me just a little.
I could tell she was hesitating and I was tired of pussy footing around this shit.
“Let’s go,” I said low so I wouldn’t wake the kid.
She didn’t look at me as she scooted out the room and practically ran down the stairs. She headed for the kitchen, I imagined to try to busy herself with something and avoid me, but it wasn’t going to work.
I snagged her arm just before she made it to the doorway to the kitchen. She let out a tiny yelp. I used my body to pin her back against the wall, my arm resting right beside her head while the other pushed against her hip. She wasn’t going anywhere and the look in her eyes told me she knew she was trapped. But instead of cowering and showing me her fear, she turned her head away from me. I held back a laugh because I wasn’t going to make this easy on her and she could fight me all she wanted, in the end, I would get the things that I came here for.
My hand slid up her body, coming to rest between the swell of her breast and shoulder. I pinned her back as I studied her. She smelled fucking good. Her sweet scent mixing with the toxic smell of her fear. My pants suddenly grew tight and I almost wanted to feel bad about it.
I should have been asking her questions. I should have been pressing her for answers. But I couldn’t think about that as I stared at her long, slender neck. All I wanted to do was run my tongue up it and see if she tasted as good as she smelled. I wanted to bite and suck her tender flesh as my hand wrapped around her delicate neck.
And like a man possessed, my hand slid up further, coming to lightly wrap around the column of her neck. Her pulse quickened and I could feel her swallow hard against my palm. Bending down, I ran my nose against the soft flesh leading up to her ear as I took in a deep breath.
I had to stop. I knew I did, but for some reason, I couldn’t.
My thumb slid up, pushing her chin back and making her neck stretch under my hold.
“Look at me,” I said almost in a growl beside her ear.
Her face slowly turned as I pulled back to see her. It took too many painfully long seconds for her to drag her beautiful blue eyes up to mine. But when she finally met my gaze, I was fucking breathless. Everything in her look screamed want, need, desire.
Could it have been that she was as turned on by her fear as I was?
That should have stopped me in my damn tracks. That set alarm bells off in my head. Because if she was as wet as I was hard, then that could only mean one thing.
Hey, I knew I was completely fucked in the head, that was no secret to myself. I never once thought that I was normal, though sometimes I liked to pretend that I could be.
So my thought right then was what the hell happened to her to make her just as messed up in the head as me? That had to be the only explanation to why she had reacted that way.
Her lips parted and tiny pants of breath forced their way out of her mouth. All the blood rushed south, causing my brain to shut the fuck down and I realized that I was totally screwed right then.
She blinked at me, her head still tilted back and leaning against the wall, held there by my big hand wrapped around her neck. Fucking sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
Reluctantly, my hand moved away from her throat. My fingers danced down her shirt, between her breast, over her stomach.
“You like that, huh?” I said and she remained very still. “Don’t want to answer me?”
Her body stayed plastered against the wall, her palms pressed flat on the unforgiving surface beside her legs.
“You don’t have to. I’m sure this sweet cunt will tell me all I need to know,” I rasped out as my hand slipped between her soft flesh and the waistband of her pants. I watched her, waiting for some red light that would snap me back into reality, but unlucky for me, I didn’t get one.
She wasn’t wearing panties and I could honestly say that I was a little shocked. The scent of her desire swirled around me and I wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and lick her until she came.
