Page 62 of Axe
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Allison
“Are you okay?”
His soft words pulled me out of my sleep. I knew I was waking, but I wasn’t ready to open my eyes just yet. I was enjoying the feel of his body pressed against mine too much.
“Mmmhmmm,” I moaned as I wiggled deeper into his hold. He softly chuckled and it vibrated through his chest and into my ear, making my entire body feel like it was on fire.
His fingers drew lazy lines along my skin. Each time they would graze over one of my scars I tried my hardest not to flinch. But as I got lost in his touch, I realized that his fingers skimmed over me as if he didn’t even notice they were there. I smiled against his chest as a warm feeling spread throughout my body.
So much had happened over the last twenty-four hours. Time seemed to drag out the entire day. But now it was a new dawn and a new, fresh start.
“Really, baby, are you alright?” he asked sounding oddly hesitant. “Did I hurt you?”
My head lifted and I looked at him.
“It was everything I needed,” I said speaking the truth. “You owned me in the most perfect way possible.”
He kissed me and I felt his body relax the moment our lips touched. I knew last night he had been scared. He had been terrified that he would ruin me and that I would only be able to see Savage in his place. But I didn’t. That evil man didn’t even enter my mind for a second. Which was surprising, to say the least. However, I wasn’t going to question it. I wasn’t even going to think about it at all.
Axe pulled away and cleared his throat.
“We, uh, should stop. I want to take you so badly right this second, but I know Neiryn will be awake any minute now.” He smiled at me then kissed the tip of my nose.
It was a bit strange but boyishly cute. I could see that in him from time to time, the little playful charm and I couldn’t exactly say I didn’t like it. I couldn’t deny that I wanted to see more of it.
With a kiss to the forehead, he rolled out of bed.
“You make breakfast and I will get Lil man. Good?” His voice had that sexy, just woken up roughness to it.
“Okay,” I said and my voice sounded strained.
I was still a little unsure of how things would go from here and I had no idea what to expect. But then the day played on and it was confusingly normal. Normal felt like such a weird word to use to describe anything in my life, but that was what it felt like.
The next few days played out the same way. We’d wake. I would get breakfast together while he would get Neiryn dressed. We would all sit down and eat together. Then he would clean up the dishes while I got some time with my little guy. When he was done, he would join us.
When Neiryn went down for a nap, he would spend time exploring my body in the tenderest of ways. He would kiss every part of me like he wanted to imprint his scent on every inch of my skin. He didn’t linger or hesitate around my scars. He treated them as if they weren’t even there and it brought tears to my eyes every time.
In the day he worshiped my body but when night came, he owned it. It was, well, perfect. When I was with him the world melted away. All the bad things turned to dust and were gone with a gust of wind. When he looked at me he let me know that I wasn’t my past or my scars. I was me. And in his eyes, I was completely flawless.
It was the little things that he did that really got to me. In a good way, that was. Like the way he would look at me and there would be a light in his eyes. Or how he would brush his hand against me for no reason other than to touch me.
Together we created the most amazing balance between light and dark. During the day, we helped chase each other’s demons away, and at night we proved to the world that our darkness wouldn’t overtake us. That we could find a way to embrace it. Lemons into lemonade, right? But as cheesy as it sounded, I believed we were meant to find each other.
There were times I sensed he was on edge. I asked, but he just brushed it off telling me that it had to do with the club. I knew better than to push it further but that didn’t mean I liked being in the dark. I had a feeling some of it had to do with me and a lot of it was about Savage. He left a few times to go handle club stuff but seemed to come right back to me when he was done.
“I think he’s asleep,” I whispered to Axe who was holding Neiryn against his chest.
We were all cozied up on the couch and I’d just read Neiryn his bedtime stories. Axe held him the entire time. When the little guy’s eyes grew heavy and eventually fell closed, Axe continued to hold him and rub his back. It seemed like he was in no rush to give Neiryn up.
“Just a few more minutes, then I’ll go put him down,” Axe whispered back.
“Fine,” I said and playfully rolled my eyes.
“Don’t get smart with me, woman,” he shot back, eyes full of amusement.
I could have pushed and played along, but I wanted to enjoy this moment of the three of us sitting there in a peaceful calm. I wondered if it would always be this way. And I dreaded the day it would all be taken away.
