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

I swear if you

the damn toilet paper and put laxatives

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

me completely as I try to buck my hips

wet for me.” he purrs, slipping his

as he continues to shove his fingers

escapes my lips, I feel him

friction, desperately needing more of it. But the

of me as I roll my hips to meet

I could never get tired of

my throat, and my arousal is

a third finger making me writhe, and the ties around my wrist draw tighter as I slide against the sheets. He increases his pace,

and it is enough to tip me over the edge. My body stiffens, walls clamping around his

as he pulls his finger out of me, he then wipes his fingers on the bed sheets. My entire body is trembling and I’m out of breath, as

his pants and pull them down just

his cock.

grin and groans as he positions himself over me, rubbing his cock

cock?” he purrs and I wiggle, if I wasn’t tied right now

be sorry

that, Axton finally pushes

go insane as I feel myself stretch around his thick length.

moves one of his hands upwards, grasping at my already tied wrists while he rests his other one on

pulls out thrusting back in,

me. I moan loudly as I feel myself tightening around

inside just as roughly, making me scream. All I want to do is to wrap my arms around him and pull him

to his blissfully painful

I don’t know what

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

edge of my heat yet I know that is far off. He pants loudly, and I