Page 85 of The Saviors: Part One
A throat clears at the door, and we both freeze, our heads snapping toward the sound. Ari is leaning on the doorway; arms crossed over his chest. “Well, this is a new development.”
I can’t even look at Axel’s face because I know he’s not going to want to be caught fucking the hacker. The very male hacker.
Damn it.
Chapter27
Axel
Ican feel Nolan pulling away from me. I know it has nothing to do with me and everything to do with what he just told me. Ari walking in on us didn’t help that situation.
“Ari,” I grit out. “Get the fuck out.” He raises a brow in a challenge. I’m still knuckles deep in Nolan’s ass, and he pushes at my chest. “If you don’t get the fuck out, you’re going to get a show.”
“We’ll talk later.” Ari backs out of the room, shutting the door behind him.
I look down at Nolan, and his eyes are screwed shut. “Nolan,” I say softly.
“No, it’s fine. We can stop.”
“Look at me,” I demand. His eyes spring open, and I hate what I see. “I’m not ashamed of this. So, please, get that look off your face.”
“You don’t want to stop?” he whispers. I’m going to gut every asshole who ever hurt him.
“No, Naughty boy, I don’t. Unless you do.” He shakes his head, his body relaxing into the bed. I start working my fingers again, getting him back to the point we were at before we were rudely fucking interrupted. He moans again, and it runs all through me. “Are you ready for me?” He nods. “I need your words, Nolan. Are you ready?”
“Yes,” he says confidently. His hands slide across my shoulders and down my pecs. “Fuck, you’re sexy.”
I shake my head with a smile. “That’s you.” I gently pull my fingers free and rub lube onto my cock, making sure that I’m slick for him. His eyes are glued to the movement, and I have to take a deep breath to make sure that I take this slow. I tuck my knees under his ass so it lifts his pelvis and line up. I push until the head of my cock pops inside of him and stop. He’s so fucking hot and tight. “Goddamn,” I grit out. His hands fly to my biceps, fingers digging into the muscle. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. Fuck no. Keep going.”
Taking him at his word, I push forward. When I meet the resistance, I feel him bearing down to help me slide inside, and when I do, it’s like an out-of-body experience. “Holy shit, you feel good.” My thighs settle against the back of his, and our breathing is already out of control. I take a minute to kiss him and remind him that I still don’t give a fuck about Ari being downstairs because I know that nosey fucker is still here somewhere.
Nolan moves his hands around my back and slides them down to my ass, grabbing a handful. My body jerks, and I pull away from the kiss. “Sorry. I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
I breathe a laugh. “Touch all you want.” I slowly drag back out of him, making that delicious noise leave his mouth. He bites his lip to cut the moan off. “Don’t do that. I want to hear you.”
“But—”
“But nothing. Do I know he can hear us? Yes. Do I care? No. Do I want him to know how good I make you feel? Fuck. Yes.” Nolan’s eyes widen, and his pupils dilate. “Tell me what you want.”
“I don’t know,” he groans.
“Yes, you do. I can see it written all over your face. Now, use your words and tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me like you own me.” I freeze and search his face. Well, I’ll be damned. It’s written right there for me to see that he’s completely serious.
“You want to be owned by me, Naughty boy?” I start lazily stroking in and out of him. “You want to remember I was here tomorrow?” He nods. “Trust me, Naughty boy; you aren’t going to forget.”
“Shit. You’re going to ruin me,” he moans when I slide back inside.
“You’re damn right I am.” I start moving with purpose, making sure that my stomach keeps contact with his throbbing cock. It’s pulsing and twitching between us. I lean down beside his ear and whisper, “Let me know who’s making you feel good.”
“Axel,” he gasps. I hammer my hips forward. “Axel,” he moans.
“That’s better.” I throw his legs over my arms and move forward, bringing his legs with me. It points his ass up, and a little whimper slips between his lips. “Fuck, I think I like that one better.”
I start moving faster, making sure that I watch his face. I refuse to hurt him no matter how much he says he wants me to fuck him like I own him. I want to get closer;needto be closer. I drop his legs so I can lay my chest against his without stopping my movement. Sweat is slicking both our bodies. “What about your leg?” Nolan gasps.
