Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Chapter 64

He then lets go of me, takes the tie that had been in my hand, and backs away. As our eyes clash, I see his eyes filled with burning lust and desire.

I quickly pull off the t-shirt I’ve been wearing and because it belongs to Axton, it is two times my size that it reached just above my knees. Every second without Axton’s touch is torturous, and I want more, need more.

My choice to undress had been the right one, because I see the excited grin appear on Axton’s face as he steps closer to me, carefully running his hands over my naked skin. His hands are firm and warm, and he leans in to place a kiss on my collarbone before he pulls away once more.

“Okay, fine. But burn that?” I tell him, pointing to the letter still clutched

in his hand.

“On the bed first!” he commands, and I raise a brow

“You want it or not?” he asks and I roll my eyes but obey his command and crawl onto the bed. Folding my arms across my chest I rest my back against the soft sheets as I wait.

Axton sets the letter down and I go to reach for it when he crawls up after me with the tie in hand. He shoves me back. “Hands above your head,”

I do as he asks and feel the thrill running through every inch of my body, my heart frantically beating in my chest as he grips my hands, firmly tying my wrists together with the tie. He pulls at them to make sure the knot is strong enough and not loose enough for me to get out of it unless I use my claws.

It is arousing to feel the fabric slightly dig into my skin like this, leaving me completely restrained.

As he lets go of me, I hear him let out a soft laugh as he once more runs his hands over my body then he leans forward and kisses me. He wanders lower and lower until one of his hands reaches between my legs, coating his fingers in my juices as he rubs them back and forth.

I tip my head backward, enjoying his teasing, staring at the ceiling with half-open eyes as pleasure courses through me, just a simple touch already riling me up to this extent, has my body aching with a frantic need to be touched.

“Now back to your letter,” Axton teases as he pushes two fingers inside of me, making me gasp at the sudden sensation of fullness. Axton thrusts right away, moving quickly as he thrusts upwards with skillful, hooked fingers.

“Are you listening?” yet my thoughts are focused on his fingers.

Pleasure rippling through me with every single thrust makes me writhe under his touch. Only he stops. “What?” I growl, annoyed.

“Just getting your attention.” he teases, eyes flashing.

He continues to move his fingers in and out of me, causing the slow buildup of pleasure to make me go insane as I feel my walls tighten around him. He is so good at this, using just the right pace as my breathing speeds up and becomes quick and shallow.

“Axton… ah…. Axton…”

you listening?” he

if

the damn toilet paper and put laxatives in my drink?”

growl, then pout. Axton chuckles and I’m tempted to kick him in his handsome face when his fingers move inside me

becomes quickly clouded, lust and desire consuming me completely as I try to buck my hips upwards to match the rhythm of his fingers,

he purrs, slipping

my legs even further as he continues

word escapes my lips, I feel him

loss of friction, desperately needing more of it. But the complaints

meet his hand. He pushes two fingers into

could never get tired of

throat, and my arousal is maddening.

me writhe, and the ties around my wrist draw tighter as I slide against

me over the edge. My body stiffens, walls clamping around his fingers,

on the bed sheets. My entire body is trembling and I’m out of

his pants and pull them

his cock.

he positions himself over me, rubbing his

purrs and I wiggle, if I wasn’t

sorry for teasing

that, Axton

about to go insane as I feel myself stretch around his

tighten up even more around him. He moves one of his hands upwards, grasping at my already tied

he pulls out thrusting back in, shoving me further up the bed with the

I moan loudly as

making me scream.

losing myself to his blissfully painful thrusts, Axton

know

his touch. We move in sync, with me rocking my hips upward to the motion of his

is so primal and intoxicating and makes me unable to control myself as I needed more, it feels like I’m on the edge of my heat yet I know that is far off. He pants loudly, and I feel his rapid hot breath