My Core Felt Like Molten Lava

Axel lifted me like I weighed nothing, threw me on his shoulder, and marched into the house.

“I can walk, you know!” I grumbled, struggling even though that slutty part of me found it so attractive how he could carry me without even breaking a sweat.

“Uh-huh,” Axel said, spanking my ass.

I went still, my eyes widening. He… he just spanked my ass. I… liked that. I liked that very much.

“There’s a good girl.” My face went red, heat pooling in my lower belly. Fuck, the way he said that… What the hell was going on with me?!

We got inside the house, and Axel threw me into the nearest chair he saw. I landed on the chair, wincing when my back protested against it.

Axel went still, his eyes widening as he towered over me. “S-shit.” He knelt in front of me, his hands hovering over me like he wanted to touch me but was thinking against it. “Did I hurt you?”

“Uhm…” I stared at him, confused. How could he go from horny to caring in a matter of seconds? “I'm fine.”

He released a breath, bowing his head. “I'm sorry. I’ll be more gentle, I promise.”

And I… believed him. Strange—whatever the fuck that just happened was strange.

Axel’s expression changed again, the playboy returning. “Now that’s passed us…” He leaned in, and even though he was kneeling, he still managed to reach my head, his lips hovering over mine. “Can I kiss you, Rosette?”

I dragged him by the collar of his shirt, slamming my lips on his. Axel groaned, kissing me back immediately. The kiss was nothing like I had ever had before, this was different—hard and restless, our tongues clasping against each other like they were fighting for dominance. None of us wanted to give up control to the other, and this wasn't a kiss anymore but a battle.

Axel fisted my hair and turned my head, deepening the kiss even more. Spit dripped down my chin, landing on my hand. In any other case, I would be disgusted by how messy the kiss was, but in this case, I was only turned on even more.

We broke the kiss when we needed to breathe, our chests heaving, our breathing harsh pants. Axel leaned back, his eyes on mine, and he was… smiling.

His lips were swollen and red, his hair an even more mess, and he was smiling.

“Rosette,” he pants, licking his lips. “Fuck, I’m addicted to you already.” He leaned closer and licked my chin, biting it softly. “This is dangerous, sweetheart. A man like me… getting addicted is really, really dangerous.”

“A man like you,” I echoed, my voice a whisper. “What kind of man are you, Axel? What kind of man are you and your brothers? Your father?”

Axel only smiled, showing white, perfect teeth and dimples. “You’re smart, Rose. But don't be too smart.”

“Wha–”

He slammed his lips on mine, so hard, I tasted blood, but I kissed him back just as fiercely, moaning into his mouth.

I had only ever had vanilla, boring sex. Something soft, something gentle, and I thought that was what I was into. But being kissed by Axel, our spit dripping down our chins, sharing the same air, I realized this was what I was into, and I was never going back to vanilla sex.

Axel’s lips moved to my neck, sucking and biting, licking the spot to lessen the pain. He pulled away, his hand going to my pants' button. He paused, looking up at me with a question in his eyes. When I nodded, he grinned, unbuttoning the pants, and taking it off, and leaving me in just my underwear.

He paused, his hands on my thighs. Then he raised his head and looked at me, still grinning. “Somehow I knew your underwear would be black.”

I rolled my eyes, my lips twitching—the closest I would get to smiling. Axel leaned in slowly, his eyes still on mine as his tongue flicked out, so close to my core. His tongue pressed against my clit from my panties, and I shivered, moaning softly.

Axel didn't take his eyes off mine as he dragged his tongue down, in between my folds, and dragged it up again. My back arched, my legs trying to close but his wide shoulders stopped them from closing.

He sucked my clit into his mouth, his finger now trailing up and down between my folds, making my panties wetter. It was a bit uncomfortable, but the pleasure… the pleasure was intense. My core felt like molten lava, my whole body was shivering, moans and gasps escaping my lips as he continued to suck on my clit, his fingers now rubbing against my folds.

“A-Axel,” I moaned, fisting his hair and moving my hips.

“I want to taste you so bad,” he growled, and it seemed to vibrate on my entire body, making me moan loudly. He pushed the panties aside and my heat was exposed to him. He didn't waste any time before his lips were on me, his tongue tasting and sucking.

I raised my legs and planted my feet on his shoulders, opening my legs wider for him. He raised his head and smirked at me, still doing things to me with his tongue.

Then his tongue entered me, curling and twisting. I shut my eyes, my mouth opening in a silent cry, gripping his hair even harder.

“Axel!” I moaned, shaking. “Axel… I’m so close.”

“I know, baby,” he said with his tongue still inside me, the words sounding a little gibberish. “You’re so warm inside.”

I smacked his head, and he paused, staring up at me. “Don’t…” I swallowed, trying to find my voice. “Don’t speak with your tongue inside me, you fool!”

He just smiled and went back to his business—and that business was trying to kill me with pleasure. His tongue curled inside me, and then he added his fingers. One, then two, until I was a shaking mess, moaning his name over and over again, my voice turning hoarse.

And then I came, I shattered, screaming his name so loud I’m sure the whole house could hear me. Axel didn't stop though. His fingers were inside me, moving in and out, his tongue still sucking. My vision went white, my body trembling so hard it was like I was convulsing.

And then I came the second time, much harder than the first. That was when Axel finally stopped, withdrawing his tongue and fingers from me, sitting back on his heels, and watching the mess he had made—me.

I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath and stop my body from shaking.

After a while, Axel asked, “Are you back to the land of the living?”

I opened my eyes slowly and looked at him. “Seems so.”

“Good,” he said as he got off his knees, and stood up, unbuckling his belt and working his pants off. “Now, my turn.” The pants came off and he was left in his boxers. I looked away from his eyes just in time to see him take off the boxers and his dick sprang out. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. “Come here, and suck my dick, sweetheart.”