Page 190 of Axel

Beside Axel’s throne sits mine, waiting for me.

Next to mine is Nash’s empty throne. Beside his throne sits Vale with Sire beside her and Wren next to him.

They have a full view of what Axel is about to do, while the others can imagine it. They can hear Axel taunting me, “You were such a good girl, getting so wet for me while you sucked my cock. So, now relax and let Nash hold you while I feast on your cunt.”

In two steps, Nash stands between Axel’s spread legs, his knees brushing Axel’s throne. Nash holds me, hovering my body so close to Axel’s mouth that my toes brush the wooden arms of Axel’s black throne.

“Pulse that pretty pussy again, baby.” Axel sits like a king, regal and relaxed, his breath steaming under my splayed lips. “Pulse it and make it drip on my tongue.”

I’m an animal, feral and caught by one man, who’s serving my pussy to another.

Yes, please.

Make me do it.

Fucking serve me.

I squeeze and make one little drip leak from my entrance, and Axel groans, the tip of his tongue licking it up before he spears my tender hole. I can’t help it. I moan. I fight to keep my eyes open. Held like this in Nash’s arms, I can’t hide my nature. My pussy is open, weeping, and craving more.

With his eyes glaring up at me, Axel flicks his tongue over my raw clit. It’s been hard and aching for over an hour, and I urge, “Please, Axel. Make me come.”

He smirks, teasing, “So impatient when you taste so fucking sweet. Watch, my queen. Watch how sweet you taste to me.”

Expertly, he circles, sucks, licks, and flicks my clitoris for minutes. Forever, he edges me until I’m shaking in Nash’s arms.

“Please, my king,” I beg, glancing over at the others watching us. Our lustful audience only makes me need this more. “Please, finger me. Fuck me. Just make me come for you.”

“Mmm. Yes, be such a dirty girl for your daddy.” Nash’s husky voice taunts me. It taunts Axel, too, “Make that pretty pussy squirt all over your daddy’s face.”

I moan as Axel smirks at Nash’s kink. Sinking two thick fingers inside my creamy pulsing cunt, Axel starts playing Nash’s game …and me.

“Damn right I’m your daddy,” Axel coaxes. “You want tobe a dirty girl for me, Wildfire? You want to squirt on your daddy’s face in front of everyone?”

“Oh my god,” I sigh, my eyes rolling back, pleasure erupting through my senses when I feel Axel’s fingers curl inside me, pressing against that tender spot. Violently, he starts jerking his fingers inside my walls as his mouth starts ruthlessly sucking my clit.

It’s the most degrading pain and delicious pleasure I’ve ever felt. “Oh my god!” And Axel does it to me. Always. He’s claiming me so fast. “Oh my god, I’m coming!”

“Come on your daddy’s face,” Nash taunts. “Come all over your king.”

I stare into Axel’s icy eyes and burst, shaking and releasing the pressure he built, the pleasure he created. I explode, screaming and squirting it into his open mouth, showering his waiting tongue that won’t stop licking and drinking more from me while my thighs quake.

I make myself watch. I make myself witness the woman I am for Axel. The woman I’ll always be.

His sub.His queen. His wife. His everything.

Lustful moans spill from me while my cum drips from Axel’s beard, his mouth gently slurping on my pulsing cunt until I stop shaking and his deep voice praises, “Such a good girl, making your thirsty daddy get so hard for you.”

Nash chuckles, holding my trembling body. That’s when I realize that I can feel Nash’s swollen tip in his pants, poking at my bottom. Nash is hard, too, and Axel sees it.

His taunt was meant for him, as well, while I hear Vale sigh, “Good god, that was hot.”

I agree, but I need to catch my breath, and Axel reads it in my eyes.

“Give her to me,” he orders Nash to lay me in his waiting arms.

I soaked his chest and shirt, but I don’t care. I nuzzle Axel’s neck, curling up in his lap.

“You okay?” he whispers over my hair.

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