Page 164 of F*ckboys

He grabs my hips and pulls me against his erection, my pussy lips parting to accommodate him. It hurts for a moment, but then he's inside me again, the soft sing a marker of the previous night where we barely slept. We fuck under the water, our movements slick and steady. His hands wrap around my neck, pulling me closer until our lips meet in yet another devouring kiss.

I taste myself on his tongue and it only makes me want him more.

Afterward, we step out of the shower and dry off together with thick, fluffy oversized towels, our bodies cooling quickly in the breeze. He drapes a towel around my shoulders, his eyes dark pools of lust.

We make love one last time on the bed, his thrusts deep and hard, like he's trying to claim me. My nails dig into his back, leaving red lines in its wake, but he doesn't flinch. In the end, he comes inside me, our hearts pounding against each other's chests. We lie entwined, our breathing slowing down.

"Aksel," I whisper, my voice hoarse. "I want you to know that I'm not just using you for revenge."

His eyes glint, full of mischief. "I didn't think you were. Especially after that performance." He smirks. "And if it makes you feel better, neither am I," he growls back.

I bite his neck, hard enough to draw blood. He groans, his hands finding mine, pulling them to his chest. "Fuck," he breathes out.

We lie in naked, companionable silence for a while, and then I feel his foot shaking the mattress.

"Fallon," He whispers, his voice rough with emotion. "You're mine."

"And you're mine," I whisper back, a feral grin spreading across my face.

"I can't imagine my life, my future, without you in it." Aksel trails his fingers down my arm, his touch featherlight. "I don't want to lose you again."

His words make my heart ache. I turn to face him, cupping his cheek. "You won't. I'm not going anywhere."

He presses his forehead against mine. "Promise?"

"I promise." I seal it with a kiss.

When we part, his eyes are shining. "I want to marry you, Fallon. I want to have a life with you, a family. I want it all."

My breath hitches. I never thought I'd hear those words from him, at least not quite like that.

"You're the only one for me," he continues quietly. "You always have been."

Tears well up in my eyes. I kiss him again, fiercely, pouring all my love and devotion into it. "I feel the same way."

Joy lights up his face. He rolls on top of me, kissing me with renewed passion. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

Our lovemaking is slow and tender this time. Whispered 'I love you's are exchanged, promises for the future, to never be apart again.

When we climax together, I feel whole again. Complete in a way I haven't been in years.

Aksel rests his head over my heart, his arms holding me close. I stroke his hair, thinking of rings and white dresses and maybe even babies with his eyes.

"Happy?" He asks softly.

"Beyond happy," I reply, meaning it with all my heart. "You're my always, Aksel. My forever."

He lifts his head to smile at me, his eyes shining with love and joy. "As you are mine, Fallon. As you are mine."

Chapter 92

Fallon

The phone rings, startling me from my brooding. I glance at the caller ID and see that it's Grave.

Great. Just what I need. A judgmental tough guy who I can no longer count on. Someone planted by Aksel to spy on me.

Please,I take a deep breath and answer. "Grave. What do you want?"

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