Page 59 of Axe
“Don’t sugar coat it, Axe. Just tell me what happened. I need to know my fate right now.” Her voice held a hint of fear and all I wanted to do was kiss her and make it go away.
“Darlin’,” I said as I wrapped my hands around her naked calves right under her knees. I massaged the tense muscles trying to get her to relax. “You knew I wasn’t going to let anything happen to you. To do that, I had to do something. I don’t want you to be pissed, just hear me out. Okay?”
She gave me a timid nod and I took that as my cue to keep going.
“I claimed you. You are under my protection as well as the clubs now. Things were getting heated and I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, so I did what I needed to do to keep you and Neiryn safe.”
Her face remained impassive as I rambled on. After a moment her legs relaxed and fell open and she leaned forward. I stared into her eyes, her face only inches from mine.
“Do you mean it?” She whispered, her tone gave nothing away and I was confused.
“What?” I asked.
“Claiming someone isn’t something that is done lightly.”
Don’t I fuckin’ know it.
“Dammit, woman, I did what had to be done,” I growled in frustration. Why couldn’t she see that?
“Did you mean it?” she asked again and it was as if her eyes were drilling holes into mine. Was I missing something here?
“Yes,” I breathed out knowing I couldn’t lie to her even if I wanted to.
“You want me?” This time her voice cracked and I could see tears gathering in her eyes. The uncertainty of her tone broke my damn heart. How could she not see how fucking amazing and special she was?
“All of you,” I said and my voice didn’t waver with my answer. “I want damn pancake breakfasts. I want to take Lil man to the park and teach him how to work on bikes.” My thumb jutted in the direction of his room as I said it.
I sounded more frustrated as the words went on and I couldn’t tell if it was the fact that I felt every single thing or that she just wasn’t getting it. I took in a calming breath before I continued.
“You drive me insane with your tough as nails attitude, and your sweet as fuckin’ pie soul. And those fuck-me doe-eyes get me every goddamn time.” There was no sense in holding back now. “The thought of someone else touching you makes my blood boil. So, yeah, I fucking claimed you, so everyone else would know that all this shit is mine. No one better fuck with you or they’ll have me to deal with.”
Her eyes held a softness as she raised up on her knees. Her fingers slipped under my cut and then she slid it down my arms. Her feet hit the floor then she walked over and laid my cut out on top of the dresser.
Fuck, she was so fucking perfect. In one simple move, she showed me how much respect she had for me and what I stood for. If I had any doubts about my decision, they went out the damn window right then.
I grabbed her hips as she moved back to the bed. Without hesitation, I pulled her down into my lap, her legs easily straddled me.
“If you want to let me go after all of this is over, I will understand,” she whispered against my skin.
“The hell? I’m never letting you go,” I growled before taking her mouth with mine.
“Wait, are you sure?” she said as she broke the kiss. “Because it’s not just me you’re getting.”
“Shut up, bitch,” I said in a playful tone.
I knew it wasn’t maybe the best thing to call her, but hell, that’s what she was. My bitch. My fucking woman. But then she smiled and I knew she got me.
“I said all of you. I fuckin’ meant all of you. And yes, I know what that means. If you can’t see that little boy doesn’t already have me wrapped around his damn finger, then you must be blind.”
A small sigh of relief escaped her lips and I swooped in and kissed her again. I pulled her closer to me and her fingers dug into my shoulders. As messed up as it may have been, I loved the feeling of her nails cutting into my skin.
“I need you right now,” I said my voice deep and raw with lust.
“Please,” she whispered as she pulled off my shirt.
I kissed down her neck then quickly whipped her shirt over her head. She reached around and unclasped her bra, then tossed it to the floor.
“So fucking beautiful,” I breathed against her skin.
