Chapter 57: Chapter fifty-six

“Are you going to spend the rest of the night watching the door, Ajax?” I asked.

He looked up. He had bags under his eyes and a deep frown. With the invasion, his brother being in hospital and the little attack on our home Ajax hadn’t slept a wink.

“I’ll be ready for him. I couldn’t catch his sent but he’ll try again.”

“But you need to sleep my love. You’ve had a long day,” I said.

He raked a hand through his hair. “I don’t think I could anyway. There’s so much on my mind. Oscar’s leaving the hospital tomorrow and he’s in a sour mood.”

The thought of Oscar potentially holding up the ban on us lingered in the back of my mind. I already had a bad image of Oscar but if he still banned us after all Ajax’s has done it would get worse.

“Have you gotten a hold of Reign?” I asked.

He grumbled, “I did. I don’t think she’s coming. I’m not surprised either. It’s her chance to get out of her marriage. If I tell Oscar, it’ll make his mood worse because he’s desperate for her.”

That broke my heart despite my disdain. He was alone and the person supposed to be by his side didn’t want to be. Ajax still needed to get to bed though.

“He was already here, Ajax. The guy won’t be back especially with you and Ross here.”

I joined him on the couch and ran a hand up his thigh. He covered my tiny hand on his thigh with his big one and squeezed.

“Speaking of Ross, where is he?” Ajax asked.

I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Ainsley’s room. Maybe, I don’t know.”

Ajax groaned.

“Come on, let’s go to bed.”

He turned so he was looking at me fully. He reached out and stroked my face.

“I can’t sleep knowing there’s a threat on your life.”

I wish I knew how to control the power within me. What good was it if it only came out when it wanted?

“Then I’ll just have to sit and guard with you,” I said, crossing my legs on the couch.

He raised his brow. “You’ll be asleep in twenty minutes, babe.”

He knew me too well. Darn it.

“Fine, keep me warm,” he said seductively. He pulled me into his arms. My back met his chest and his arms caged me in. He planted soft kisses on my neck.

I leaned closer, encouraging him. He traced his fingers down the front of my shirt. He toyed with the buttons until he got a few open.

“Ajax, what about Ainsley and Ross?” I whispered.

He chuckled and nibbled on my ear. “What do you think they’re doing? Talking?”

Heat rushed to my cheeks. “Maybe…”

“You’re adorable. Come here.”

He turned me so we faced each other. Ajax got up momentarily to turn the living room lights off. He kept the little lamp on so we at least saw each other’s faces. At this point in our relationship I knew Ajax’s body in the dark. I memorized his skin, I knew the angles of his jaw and the feel of his muscles. I felt the softness of his lips on my shoulder and moaned softly.

Ajax was gentle it was almost a tease. His fingers fluttered over my shirt toying with the idea of taking it off. Unlike Ajax’s restraint my core was an inferno. His clothes were a barrier. His body wasn’t close enough to me. I needed to touch him. My fingers buzzed to run up his abs and dig into his back.

The yearning was agonizing. While Ajax sucked my neck I reached for his shirt and tugged. He chuckled against my skin sending tidal waves of pleasure to my core.

Ajax caught my wrist and pulled back.

“No, no, princess.”

“What do you mean no?” I gasped.

He pinned my hands over my head on the chair’s arm. He parted my legs with his knee but didn’t proceed to do anything. Instead he hovered over me and stared down with a mischievous grin. I frowned. Didn’t he care how wet I was? I was aching for something, anything to cool me down!

“Ajax,” I moaned.

“I know babe. You smell so good.”

He straightened his spine to remove his shirt. He revealed a perfect set of six stone cut abs. I watched as his pants came off neck to reveal a cock strained in a pair of boxer briefs.

“You’re wearing too many clothes, Delanie,” Ajax said.

I nodded, unable to say much.

He unbuttoned my shirt the rest of the way and tugged off my shorts. My legs wrapped around his waist as his mouth lowered to my nipples. He sucked, growled and bite down.

I cried out. The guests in the bedroom completely slipped my mind. Ajax moved between nipples until both were thoroughly pleasured.

“Ah… now, Ajax.”

He traced kisses down my chest and stopped at centre of my pleasure.

“So good,” he murmured. “So beautiful.”

I wiggled beneath him. Ugh, he’s killing me! Ajax came back up to my eye level.

He positioned himself at my entrance. He held my face and looked into my eyes as he pushed forward and filled my walls. I bit my bottom lip to contain my cries. Ajax pushed harder and began a steady rock. The couch creaked and squeaked coupled with the sounds of our heavy breathing made up the music of our love making.

With each thrust I felt closer to climax. Ajax’s earlier gentleness was replaced by hard and fast strokes. He buried himself deep inside me. I dug my nails into his back. I was sure he’d have my marks in the morning. He groans with satisfaction as my fingers grazed his back.

“Delanie,” he groaned.

I shut my eyes and cried out as Ajax slammed into me and I reached climax. My grip on him loosened. I held him loosely as he emptied his load.

“That was amazing,” Ajax panted.

He rolled onto his back. I curled beside him.

“Get some rest princess. We have a long day tomorrow.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I drifted off to sleep replaying Ajax’s exploration of my body over in my mind. So much for saying guard over the house, I thought before sleep enveloped me.