We made dinner. Well, Axel did.
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He said he wasn’t <b>so </b>good with cooking, but he moved around the kitchen like a pro, a heavenly aroma filling the house.
I sat at the counter and watched him. He was shirtless, so my eyes were fixed on his naked upper body, watching his muscles flex as he moved, sweat dripping down his back, between his spine, and I wanted to lick it off.
“Sweetheart, you’ll burn a hole into my back with that heated gaze of yours,” he said without looking at me.
I looked away, my cheeks burning. I focused on something else, looking at anything but him and his mouth- watering body. And then a question urred to me.
“Axel, how’s my mother?” I asked, my voice barely audible.
“I don’t know, sweetheart. I haven’t set my eyes on her for a long time. But knowing Ss, I think you should really check on her.”
I finally looked at him again and his back was still facing me. “What do you mean by that?”
He sighed, and then turned to me, his expression serious. “My father is a dangerous man, Rosette. He doesn’t care much for hum–anyone other than himself.”
I narrowed my eyes. “You wanted to say humans. Why didn’t you? You think I don’t know that you and your family are not humans? I had my suspicions after that night you came to my room, but after that… incident with Kross, it was confirmed.”
His face fell and he walked to me, resting his hands on the counter and leaning down, looking at me as he whispered, “I’m really sorry about that day.”
I looked away from him. “It wasn’t your fault. I don’t think it was Kross’s fault either. He tried to warn me, told me it was reckless.”
“True, but he could have tried harder.”
Just like you did, but I didn’t say that. I didn’t want topare.
“How’s he anyway?” I asked, looking back at him. “Kross? And Kade?”
His expression darkened and he scowled, pushing away from the counter and going back to the cooker.
“What was that look for?” I asked, standing and going to him. He kept silent. “Now you’re not answering?”
“It’s nothing,” he muttered.
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“No, it’s not nothing. I only asked about them and your mood darkened. Why, Axel?”
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“Because I’m jealous!” he answered, turning to face me. He walked towards me, grabbed me by the waist, and pushed me back until my ass hit the counter, his chest heaving, his nostrils red. “I’m jealous, okay? When I think about how they’ve touched you like I have, how they’ve kissed you and felt your body, it fills my mouth. with a very bitter taste and I want to hit something.”
He leaned in, his lips close to my ear and I shivered when I felt his hot breath on me, my heart pounding, heat pooling between my legs.
“I’ve always wanted you to be mine,” he whispered, his voice a low growl, and I shuddered–from his words or his closeness, I didn’t know–pressing myself to him. He groaned, but continued. “From the beginning, I made my intentions clear to Kade that I wanted you for myself. When I saw what he was doing to you in that hallway that night, I wanted to punch him.”
“And that’s why you were acting so bitchy,” I whispered, my hands going to his back and feeling him.
He scoffed, his breath passing through me. “I was acting like a bitch so I wouldn’t act like a monster.”
Maybe something was broken in me, but hearing him being so possessive and jealous was turning me on.
“You’re aroused,” he rasped, grabbing my ass, but that was all he did.
I pressed my face to his bare chest, inhaling. He smelled like sweat and masculine. “I am.”
“Why?”
“It turns out I like it when men are jealous.”
He chuckled, the sound dark, now rubbing his semi–erect cock on me. “You’re a bad girl, Rosette.” He leaned in, licking my neck, and he tilted my head to give him more ess. He groaned.
“I’m not,” I breathed. “I’m a very good girl.”
He sucked a sensitive spot in my neck into his mouth. “No, you’re not. You’re a very bad, naughty, horny slut.”
I moaned, grabbing his shoulders so I could stay standing because my knees had gone weak.
Another thing I’ve learned tonight; I love dirty talk.
Axel pulled away and looked into my eyes, a glint in his. “You like that, don’t you? Being called a slut?” I nodded, my cheeks heating. “Is it awakening the slut in you? Not like she was ever asleep to begin with.”
“She was,” I managed. “Until you came and showed her vani sex was boring.”
He smirked. “So I am to me, lumm?”
“Yes. Yes, it’s all your fault. Take responsibility.”
“How?” he asked, his hand slipping into my pants and feeling my bare ass. “Tell me how I should take responsibility.”
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My face burned even hotter. “Pleasure me.”
His eyes were now dark. “But I already did so.”
“That was then. This is now.”
“Hmm.”
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His hand slipped down, going exactly where I wanted, but then he suddenly pulled away, going back to the cooker.
“No,” he said as he turned it off. “Now go sit our beautiful ass, dinner’s ready.”
I groaned, my chest heaving, ring holes into the back of his head. But he just hummed, so I went to sit my
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***
Day four was a lovely orgasm for both of us, an even lovelier dinner, and then we danced in the living room, with the lights dimmed, soft music on, and <i>a </i>scented candle lit.
I fell asleep with my head on his chest as we watched a movie.
That night was soft, romantic, heated, and definitely a night I wouldn’t forget for a long while.
Day five, we toured the city, driving around and trying different ces. I’ve been in this ce for two years and I’ve barely left campus. Axel showed me all the things I’ve been missing.
Day six came and Axel got into a fight.
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