Page 25 of Crave: A Reverse Harem Romance

No, I could see a twinge of satisfaction on her face. Especially when she glanced at Axel. Though she kept looking back at me, probably trying to figure out why we looked so much alike. I couldn’t help but grin. She probably thought she was seeing double.

We all started to move in on her slowly, encircling her. At one point, her friend had moved over to the side with another guy, who, when I looked up, I realized was Roger.

Now it was just the three of us and her. At first, there was no physical contact between her and any of us. But she began to warm up, and soon we were moved in close enough to touch. And she was grinding her body against us.

Not just one of us, either. No, she was moving around the circle.

Damn, this girl was fucking amazing.

I loved it. I wanted more.

I couldn’t believe how turned on I was just by dancing with her. I was overwhelmed with the feeling that I had to have her, had to make her mine.

There was no doubt about it in my mind. As long as she was willing, it was going to happen.

Chapter 8 - Harlow

I hadn’t meant to take Axel home again. I hadn’t meant to get lost in his kisses.

I definitely hadn’t meant to end up naked with him in my bed.

But now that I had done all of those things, I didn’t regret any of them.

Not even a little.

Especially not when Axel was pressing his hard body and his hard cock against me, cupping my breasts with his strong hands and kissing me so hungrily, so deeply that I wasn’t sure how I had somehow gone my entire life without being kissed like that.

Just like I wasn’t sure how I was going to go without those kisses when he left again.

I pushed that thought aside. There was no point in worrying about when he might leave. Not tonight, anyway. Not right now, when he was still very much here with me.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are?” he murmured between kisses. “Or how fucking sweet you taste?”

I laughed as he raised up a little to look into my eyes. Even in my dark bedroom, those sparkling eyes seemed to light up his whole face. “I think you’ve mentioned it a couple of times tonight,” I said, teasing. “But I don’t mind hearing it again…”

“You’re beautiful,” he said, mirroring my smile. “And so damn sweet.” He lined his cock up with my entrance and slid in. “And oh fuck, so tight and wet, baby.”

I moaned, loving the way he felt inside me. “Oh my God… Axel… this is exactly what I needed. Harder, please.”

He picked up the pace, pulling all the way out and slamming back in with a force that made me cry out, riding the line between pain and pleasure as he stretched me and filled me completely.

“Fuck, Harlow,” he ground out through gritted teeth. “I’ve been needing this, too. So much. You don’t even know.”

Except I did know. I knew exactly.

He was all I had been able to think about, and now that he was finally here with me again in my bed, it was almost too good to be true.

It didn’t even feel like this could really be my life—that I could have this much fun and feel this amazing with a man I still barely even knew. I shouldn’t want him like this. I shouldn’t need him.

But I did want him. I did need him.

He knew just how to satisfy me.

“I want to fuck you over and over tonight,” he growled. “I want to make you come with me fast now, and then I want to take my time.” He thrust again, hard. “But there’s no way I can hold back right now. You’re too fucking hot. Too fucking tight.”

“Yes,” I moaned, wrapping my legs around his waist as he fucked me. “Just like that… I’m so close, Axel.”

He leaned in and kissed me hard as he slammed into me, his stubble stinging my skin as our tongues met.

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