Page 103 of Stains of Desire
He freezes. "I didn't want to put you in any uncomfortable positions."
"Why would I be? I thought you said I was yours."
I cringe inside. I sound like a desperate schoolgirl, which is something I've never been before. I'm not sure why this is bugging me so much, but there's an ache in my gut for him to not act differently around the others regarding us. It's as if we aren't real if he doesn't, and I need us to be real.
"You are mine. And I'm yours. It's difficult for me to act like we aren't together."
"Then don't."
A grin forms. "Okay." He palms my head and brushes his lips against mine as he talks. "You're extra naughty today, sticking your sexy ass in my face."
"What are you going to do about it?"
"Oh, you little vixen."
I raise my eyebrows.
He presses his lips to mine, but when I open my mouth, he doesn't slide his tongue in. "Are you doing okay after seeing the dead bodies?"
My heart races. "Yes. Am I an evil person if I told you I'm glad they are dead?"
"Nope. If you are, I'll join you with the devil."
I release a big breath. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Dealing with whatever it is you had to do tonight."
He strokes my cheek. "It's not my favorite pastime, taking care of dead bodies, but it isn't the first time I've done it."
"Does it get easier to kill people?"
His eyes darken. "Why do you ask, green eyes?"
"I don't know. Curious, I guess."
"I don't have any mercy for those who hurt others, especially women and children. But it's not something I would ever want you to experience."
"Why?"
"It takes a while to get to where my mindset is."
"I wish I would have killed William," I blurt out.
Axel grasps my head with both hands. "I will. When this is all over, he will be dead."
"I should have. If he hadn't taken my gun, I would have shot him. I should have done it when I had the chance."
"You can't go back, only forward."
I sigh.
He grazes his lips to mine again. "You were worried about me when I was gone?"
"Yeah."
His lips twitch, and he slides his hand in my pants and glides his finger through my slit. "Why are you so wet, green eyes?"
I gasp.
He circles his finger on my clit that's as hard as stone and throbbing. He pinches it.
I whimper.
His eyes smolder, and he leans into my ear, licking it, then sucking on my lobe. "Stay quiet, green eyes. I've been dying to play with your hot body all day."
