Her Promise

Her Fear | Chapter Four

When a human shows a wolf warrior her pajamas…

LEMON

We finished eating, and Axel helped me clean up our dishes. “How about that movie? I fell asleep before we could even pick one,” he offered.

I nodded with a yawn. “Do you want to change?” I asked. He was still in the blue jeans he pulled on after his shower. If we were going to lay around on the couch together, I bet he wanted to be comfortable.

“Pajamas and popcorn?” he suggested.

“I got the popcorn. You change first,” I smiled.

Axel kissed me on the cheek before sauntering down the hallway. I went to the pantry and grabbed a bag of popcorn to make in the microwave. My teeth massaged my lip as I waited for the salty snack to cook. Axel called from the living room that he would look for something. It was crazy how natural and easy this felt.

When I stepped out of the kitchen with the popcorn, I almost choked again. Axel looked at me with a cocky grin. “What’s wrong, baby?” he laughed.

“Where’s your shirt?” I groaned.

He looked down. “I don’t usually wear pajamas. I can-”

“Don’t!” I interrupted him. “Don’t finish that sentence.” I set the bowl on the coffee table and retreated. “I’ll be back.”

An idea sparked in my head, feeding the greedy monster between my legs. Axel’s words had been a tease when he was half asleep earlier, but now he would get a tease right back. His shirtless chest and torso remained clear in my head as I rummaged in the back of my dresser. Originally, I was going to rid myself of my bra and grab a clean t-shirt before we cuddled up but now, not so much.

I slipped into the silky two-piece set. It was a pinkish purple color, the shorts sitting high on my waist but barely stopping over my ass. The tank top had a lace detail over the v-neck line and just met at the top of the shorts. If I moved the right way, my stomach would be exposed. I pulled my hair back into a high ponytail and fluffed up my bangs.

I checked myself in the mirror to prep myself up.

You look hot, Lemon. Get out there and tease the s**t out of that dirty, hot man.

Internal me had a lot more confidence than external me, but there was no backing down when I heard him calling my name. I opened the door and tried not to rush down the hall. Axel’s eyes were on the TV when I stepped into the living room.

“How do you feel about stand up…” His words fell away as he turned to me. His mouth fell open, and his expression slowly morphed into some hungry. Now, I felt sexy. “What is that?” he growled.

“Pajamas,” I said, closing the distance between us. I stopped in front of him, bent down, scooped up a handful of popcorn, and popped some in my mouth. “Pajamas and popcorn,” I smiled between bites.

“f**k, Lemon,” he hissed. His hands came to my waist, his calloused fingers running over the material barely covering me.

“I do like stand up,” I smiled. “Is that what you want to watch then?”

A giddy feeling filled me up by making this man speechless and horny. His fingers moved slowly over my hips, his gaze following their path. “Axel?” I said. His eyes came up to mine. Wow, they were dark.

He licked his lips. “This is what you wear to bed?”

I shrugged one shoulder and felt my top ride up. “Sometimes,” I smirked. Axel swallowed hard. I grabbed the popcorn bowl and stepped away from him, moving around to get on the couch. He stayed still for a moment before rolling his shoulders and turning back to me. Watching every tense muscle in his back roll with the movement turned the up heat in me another degree.

I hadn’t intended on riling him up. I hadn’t meant to take things too fast. My confession before he ran off was intense, but it had also been in a charged situation. I wanted to be with Axel, date Axel, and love Axel, but I also wanted to make sure this was right.

Axel joined me on the couch, and I boldly curled up next to him, tucking my feet under me and leaning into his side as he draped his arm behind me on the couch. Despite his subtle attempt at hiding it, I could make out his erection from the corner of my eye, only adding to the powerful, sexy feeling inside me at his reaction.

He pressed play on the remote, and I yanked one of the throw blankets over, covering both our laps. Under the blanket, I played with the material of his shorts while we both pretended to watch the comedian open their show. His hand found my shoulder, and his finger slipped along the underside of my tank top strap.

Axel leaned over and pressed a kiss to the side of my head. All the affectionate touches and kisses were just multiplying the tension between us. I turned my face to meet his lips. He hungrily pressed into me, and I shifted toward him more. I raised my hand so I could drag my nails over the stubble on his chin. “I like this,” I whispered.

He rubbed his cheek against mine, the scratchy feeling making me laugh a little. “I’ll keep it then. I like this,” he added, playing with the strap on my tank top.

“I’ll keep it then,” I teased back. He kissed me again as he reached over and pulled me overtop his lap. My legs straddled his waist, my knees sinking into the couch. The heat between our hips seared through my skimpy pajamas.

Axel pulled away, his thumbs skimming the skin right below the hem of my top. “Aren’t we supposed to be watching this?” I asked.

“I found something infinitely more entertaining to focus on,” he said. His voice was low and rough and channeled straight through me. God, he’s so damn hot.

He gripped my hips and rocked me over him, and I gasped at the feeling. It had been a long time since I had an orgasm, and Axel would pull one out of me too fast.

A shiver ran down my spine when he did it again. My back arched at the sensation. Axel dipped his head and skimmed his lips over my collarbone. His warm breath fanned my skin, and a moan fell out of me.

“Let me take you to bed, Lemon,” he murmured into my neck.

“But we haven’t even been on a date yet,” I whispered, trying to calm the pacing of my heart. I wanted to tease him, but things were moving quickly now.

“Do you really want to wait for that?” he rumbled with a knowing smile.

I didn’t; I really didn’t.

He rolled his hips again like he was accentuating his point. “Take me to bed, Axel,” I moaned. The sound of approval passed from his lips to mine as he molded his mouth over mine. He leaned forward, and I started to climb off of him, but he didn’t let me. Instead, he gripped the outside of my thighs and stood holding me. I clung to his neck, and he smirked at my shock.

“Benefit of dating a werewolf, baby,” he bragged as he moved toward the bedroom. H.O.T.

Axel didn’t stop to put me down. When he walked into the bedroom, he crawled over the bed, still holding me to him. When my butt hit the mattress, he leaned forward, depositing me in the center of the pillows. Excitement pulsed between my legs. I dragged my lips over his jaw, planting kisses as I went.

His thumb brushed over one of my n*****s, apparent through the fabric. “Are you wearing anything else down here?” he asked in a low voice as his hand glided down to my p***y. I shook my head. You could only wear a thong with these pajamas; mine were all in the laundry pile. “If I didn’t know any better, I would think you’re trying to kill me.”

“You made the first move by not wearing a shirt,” I reminded him. I reached forward and ran my hand over his well-defined muscles, a little hum of approval coming out.

“I’m all yours, Lemon,” he smiled, leaning down over me. His tongue darted out to lick his lips. I had the overwhelming urge to drag my teeth across his bottom lip. “And you’re all mine.”

Fuck, the possessive tone was so hot. I never really thought it was, but Axel owned it in every inch of his being.

His c**k rubbed between my legs as he turned his attention to my pajama top. He pulled the silky material up until my titts were exposed to him. “Perfect,” he groaned before lowering his mouth to one of my already sensitive n*****s. I gasped at the warmness against the tight flesh and grabbed the back of his head to hold him there. He sucked and nipped at my n****e, following the torture with an equally torturous swipe of his tongue.

My head fell further into the pillows while my eyes rolled back. Who knew that could feel so incredible?

His mouth moved to the other boob while his rough hand slid up the top of my thigh and under the soft fabric of my shorts. His finger ran over my slightly parted lips, and he groaned with his mouth still firmly over me. “You’re soaked,” he muttered.

My clit pulsed at his words with his fingers so close. It was almost shameful how close to coming I was, and he hadn’t even touched me. “Axel,” I panted.

“That’s right,” he said as his fingers stroked over me again, barely connecting with my flesh. “I want to hear you call my name when you feel good, Lemon baby.”

“Axel,” I groaned. The pressure was too much. With him firmly planted between my legs, I couldn’t even bring my thighs together for some friction.

Axel abandoned his teasing and moved to pull my shorts off. The air around us was cooler than my body, and it almost stung as that thin layer of fabric was removed. Axel swiped his finger over me again, this time making contact with everything. My back arched as my clit screamed, the pressure so ready to be released. “f**k, Lemon. You’re so ready,” he said, meeting my eyes.

“It’s been a while…” I panted slowly. He nodded, seeming satisfied with that tidbit. Keeping his eyes on mine, he lowered his mouth to my p***y.

One, two, three swipes of his hot tongue over my throbbing clit, and I was screaming his name. His tongue didn’t stop as my orgasm rocked through me. Every muscle inside me squeezed and pulsed through the sensation until I fisted his hair and dragged him away.

“Had enough?” he chuckled. I scowled at him, trying to catch my breath.

I let go of his hair, and he raised himself up, pushing his shorts down until his c**k sprung free.

Holy. f*****g. d**k.

This man had to be made by God or a Goddess. A woman made more sense because damn.

He started to lower himself over me again before he muttered ‘s**t’ and sat back. “What?” I asked, my body screaming at his withdrawal. That little monster was ready for round two.

“I don’t have any condoms,” he said, scratching the back of his head.

“I’m on the pill. And clean. I mean, I haven’t, ya know, in…” I trailed off, realizing the number was pretty embarrassing. Missy still wore her hair in pigtails that last time I was with a man.

“Same,” he nodded. “I mean, I’m clean. Not the pill.” I laughed, trying to push away the nervousness. “You want to, then?” he asked. I nodded, letting my eyes rake over him one more time. I hadn’t fallen for him for his looks, but they were definitely a great bonus. And I couldn’t wait to find out what else he could do with his tongue and fingers.

The little monster between my legs reminded me we were on a different mission, though. I reached up for him, and his cocky smirk returned. He lowered himself into my grasp, and I kissed him hard while he lined himself up at my soaking entrance.

“Just go slow,” I whispered between our mouths.

“Lemon, I want you to love every inch. I’m not going to hurt you,” he assured me as he pressed the tip inside.

“Oh,” I gasped with a shudder. Axel started kissing over my neck and jaw, making me relax as he slowly sunk the rest of the way in. By the time he was fully seated inside me, I thought I was going to come again at his next movement.

“Your p***y feels incredible wrapped around my c**k, baby,” he murmured in my ear. I practically whimpered at his dirty words. “If I have my way, it’s the only c**k that will ever get to feel this again.”

So f*****g hot.

“Move, Axel,” I panted. My head spun at the feel of him, and as soon as he moved, I lost all control of my body. He pumped in and out slowly, but I was ready to snap at any moment. Axel ground his teeth, his jaw tense as he moved.

“What’s wrong?” I managed to moan.

“I’m not going to last,” he admitted.

“I’m right there,” I nodded. “Right there, Axel. Please, just…”

Axel moved a little faster and tilted his hips. As soon as he stroked in, he hit something new inside, and I came undone. My fingers squeezed his biceps as I screamed his name, unraveling under his control. It was only a moment later before he was also releasing, his c**k pulsing as his pleasure exploded inside of me.

His weight dropped over me as we both came down, but it wasn’t heavy or unpleasant. It was safe and comforting. He brushed my bangs away from my sweaty forehead and kissed me. “That was incredible, and next time, I’ll make it so much better,” he smiled.

I just nodded, the blissful smile not leaving my face.