13When she arrived back at the house, Sugar saw Axel passionately hugging a woman outside his kitchen door.
Here she was thinking she’d left the bastard sleeping off the multiple orgasms she’d given him. God, she was so stupid when it came to males.
Axel warned her he wasn’t the faithful type, but geez… she’d made damn sure he was satisfied. He’d finally turned her down and begged for sleep right before they’d actually slept.
“How many women do you need to f**k in one day to be happy?” Sugar demanded, yanking Axel physically away from the woman. She was an incredibly beautiful brunette with green eyes and painted lips. “Eva’s Gargoyles were so right about you. Bad Panther is the perfect name for your whoring, tomcat ass. I refuse to call you Axel anymore.”
When she got a second look at
