AXEL
It was laughable, really, how pathetic I've become.Rosette moved her hips—barely moved them—and my dick was rock hard again. Not like it was ever really soft, but just a little.I moaned lowly at that slightest friction, my hands tightening around her.“Now you’re hard again,” she muttered with a small smile.That smile… God, that fucking smile. She’s been doing that a lot today. And back in the mansion, she had laughed. Was she trying to kill me?So you might be wondering why I said I've become pathetic. Well, it’s because of a woman. A woman with red hair that I haven't been able to stop thinking about.In my stay at the hotel, she was all I could think about, from the moment I woke to the moment I slept. She was all that filled my mind. And I was hard every time I thought of her, so that meant I was hard all fucking day.I tried to get a woman to fuck. I called her to the hotel, but my dick wAXELIt was laughable, really, how pathetic I've become. Rosette moved her hips—barely moved them—and my dick was rock hard again. Not like it was ever really soft, but just a little.I moaned lowly at that slightest friction, my hands tightening around her. “Now you’re hard again,” she muttered with a small smile. That smile… God, that fucking smile. She’s been doing that a lot today. And back in the mansion, she had laughed. Was she trying to kill me? So you might be wondering why I said I've become pathetic. Well, it’s because of a woman. A woman with red hair that I haven't been able to stop thinking about. In my stay at the hotel, she was all I could think about, from the moment I woke to the moment I slept. She was all that filled my mind. And I was hard every time I thought of her, so that meant I was hard all fucking day. I tried to get a woman to fuck. I called her to the hotel, but my dick w
The ‘place’ that Axel knew was an alleyway that looked like it hadn't seen any humans in ages. He parked his car and turned to me with a wide smile. “Seriously?” I asked as I looked out the car and looked back at him. “This is the place you know?”His smile didn't even waver. “Yeah. No one comes here.”“I thought you were going to drive us to the mansion or maybe even a hotel!”“The nearest hotel is like ten minutes away,” he grumbled, his lips looking like he was pouting. “I'm too patient for that, sweetheart.” I sighed when I saw there was no getting through to him. “How did you even know this place?” He shrugged, grinning. And I knew. “You whore.”“Ohh,” he purred as he cupped my face. “You have a name for me already?”He kissed me, slowly, his tongue parting my lips and entering my mouth and curling around mine. He sucked my tongue and I moaned into his mouth, my hands finding their way into his hair and messing it
I stared at Axel, trying to decipher if he was joking, but there wasn't a hint of a joke on his face. He was serious. I was left speechless. Utterly speechless and I had nothing to say to that. So I looked away, focusing all my attention on the book I couldn't see. “So what career are you going for?” he asked, his eyes hot on my face, his finger tracing a circle on the table. “I haven't decided yet,” I answered without looking at him. “Hmm. Want me to help you out?” “Sure.” He was silent for a while. “What are you most passionate about? What do you see yourself doing?” I thought about it for a while, closing the book. “I don't know. I've never thought of that till now.” A pause. “But I like art.” “Art, hmm? Art has many forms, sweetheart. Mirror it down. What exactly do you like about art?” “I like… I like reading a lot. Prose, poems, books. An
“Tell me how you've been,” Axel said as we walked to his car and he held the door open for me. “I want to hear every detail.” And every detail was what I told him. I held nothing back. The drive to the library passed in a blur, and not once did Axel interrupt me. He just let me talk. “Whew,” he said when I was finally done, and that was when I noticed the car had stopped. I looked out the window to see that we were parked in front of the library. “What an eventful week you’ve had.” I nodded slowly. “Yeah. It was indeed.” “Go inside. I’ll find somewhere to park and come find you.” I looked over at him. “You’re staying with me?” He nodded. “Yeah.” “I spend a lot of time in the library.” “Uh-huh.” “Won’t you get bored?” “It's a library, sweetheart. I'm sure I’ll find something to entertain myself with. And you’re ther
I looked down at my hard dick as if it disgusted me. I shouldn't be hard at the thought of her, but goddamn it, how could I not? I want her. I know that like I know the color of the sky, but I couldn't have her. And getting hard at the thought of her was wrong to me. So I was disgusted at myself because I usually had more control than this. I had sex. I wasn't some saint who doesn't fuck. I did. I fucked like a damn animal. Sex was like some relief for me. But I only had sex when I knew I wasn't close to my rut. So I fucked as many times as I wanted. But I had control, control of when I got hard. And that was why I never touched myself. But now I found myself unzipping my pants, and taking my dick out. I stared at it like it was a stranger, watching as precum dripped down my length. I didn't want to. Goddamn it, I really didn't want to touch myself, especially with the thought of her but I know I would have to if I wanted to get it out of my system. So I spat on my hand, fisting
Kade was thicker than Axel, but not longer. I traced the veins pulsing on his dick with my tongue, feeling how hot he was. “Rosette,” he moaned deeply in his throat, his voice more raspy than before, his hands slowly making their way to my hair until they were tangled up in it. I teased him, licking the length of him and wrapping my lips around his crown, but never giving him more than that. I sucked his flushed, weeping crown hardly, acting like I was about to swallow but I pulled. He whimpered—whimpered!—his hips moving, seeking relief. “Oh, you’re a wicked woman, my love.”That made me grin, and Kade’s cloudy eyes were fixed on my lips. There was something about having a man like Kade under me, something about the control he was giving me. He was making me feel like I could undo him. And the thrill that sent through me was extremely alarming. And the way he called me ‘my love.’ How his raspy voice slowly says the word…I loved it. God, I loved it so damn much. I wrapped my lip