Chapter 66: Chapter sixty-five

*The doctor’s carrying the tube again. His eyes are unapologetic. He’s just doing another job. A cruel job. I’m helpless I can’t move until a dark blue ball of fire hurls out of me and explodes.

I bolt upwards, panting and with a racing heart.*

It was just a dream and I’m in my bed. It’s dark but I’m surrounded by familiar things. More especially I’m near the man I love.

“Nightmare?” His voice was thick with sleep.

“Sorry to wake you.”

“Don’t worry about it. Let me hold you, babe.”

After my racing heart settled back into a normal rhythm I snuggled beside Ajax. He wrapped me in his strong, warm and meaty arms. He spooned me and I felt secure.

His breathing was slow and steady I thought he went back to sleep but his fingers gently stroked my arm.

“What was it about?” he asked.

I swallowed. “Doctors… again and they were about to put the tube inside me again.”

He was silent for a moment. I told Ajax about Max’s plans when we got home. He was furious but he was disgusted at how Max thought he could violate me without circumstances. I think he felt less bad about detaching his wolf after hearing his plans.

I didn’t want to talk about it after that. Max’s plans could have ruined everything for me. Max wouldn’t let me keep the baby after that either.

“It’s over now my love. Go back to sleep. I’m here and I won’t leave you.”

“Promise?” my voice came out in a broken whisper.

Ajax tightened his hold around me. I didn’t mean to doubt him but there was something about the darkness that made fear stronger.

“I promise. Forever.”

“Okay,” I whispered.

I found it hard to fall back to sleep after our little talk. I didn’t want imagines of people holding me down or of Margot’s dead body lying on her office floor. I wasn’t even sure she was dead but that didn’t stop the guilt from rising or the images from popping up in my dreams. I fell asleep as the sun rose when it was safe enough to close my eyes. When I woke on I was flat on my belly and not spooned in Ajax’s arms. I slipped into a robe and wandered into the sitting room. The scent of meats and coffee welcomed me. At the same time my stomach growled.

“Good morning, Princess,” Ajax smirked from the kitchen.

I was glad he wore a black shirt instead of standing by the stove without a shirt.

“I hope you don’t mind… I cooked Goby.”

My smile dropped. I marched to the kitchen. “You cooked who?”

Ajax threw his head back and laughed. “Trust me babe, he’s going to be delicious.”

“He doesn’t even have any meat on him!”

Just then the rooster bellowed outside as if in protest of my comment. Ajax smirked at me then my heart settled.

“At least now I know you have it out for my chicken,” I grumbled.

He pushed a hot cup of coffee in front of me and a full plate of food. Ajax knew I didn’t eat this much. I didn’t need four eggs and six sausages. Goodness!

“Are we sharing?” I asked with hope.

“You need your strength, Delanie. You didn’t eat much yesterday.”

I spent the day in my room. I didn’t want visitors nor did I want to feel the sun on my face. Ajax was worried though. I didn’t want him getting any crazy ideas. I had to pick myself up. I had a life to get on with. Max wouldn’t rob me of another day.

“I guess you don’t get to be as big as you if you don’t eat your proteins,” I sighed, pushing the eggs around.

He wrapped his arm around my neck and pulled me towards him for a kiss.

“I love you, Delanie. Eat up we have things to do.”

“Things? Like what?”

“Movie marathon.”

I giggled. That sounded too normal it was even weird. Ajax and I barely did normal.

“I didn’t think you were a movie guy. I’ve barely seen you in front of the TV.”

Ajax picked up the remote and stared at it seriously. “Yeah, I hope it still works.”

I cleared my plate. My monstrous appetite surprised even me but Ajax was right I hadn’t eaten much yesterday. I joined Ajax on the couch. He picked a series of action movies. A couple minutes into the movie it was a bunch of explosions, killing and a bunch of yelling. I was struggling to keep up!

“What’s he doing? Why doesn’t he go back to his house?” I asked.

Ajax ran a hand down his face.

“Isn’t that the most logical thing? What about the storm?”

Ajax groaned but then laughed. “You didn’t watch many movies growing up, right?”

“No, I always had work to do. Grandma Amy, loved her shows before our black and white set blew up.”

“You owned a black and white set?” Ajax gawked.

“Didn’t you?”

“Maybe my Grandparents.” He reached for the remote and turned the tv off.

“It’s not worth watching. He’s obviously going to die.”

Ajax stared at me and laughed. “Spoiler he doesn’t die and he married his dead best friend’s wife.”

I gasped. “How?”

Ajax barked out a laugh. He pulled me close and pissed my neck. I wanted to know how the movie got to that point when the main character was surely destined for death. Ajax made little circles behind my neck with his index finger as he sucked and licked my neck.

“A-Ajax?”

He spoke against my skin. I’d lost my interest in the movie. Ajax subdued me with his mouth. He traced his right hand on my outer thigh before lifting it off the couch and plastering it against his body.

The way he held me and devoured my skin set me on fire. The good kind. Ajax undid my robe and pushed it aside so he could kiss on my chest. I fell back on the couch and moaned. His knee parted my legs. The delicate space between my legs throbbed and demanded pleasure but then I remembered what Max and his doctor team tried to do to me. I went stiff and Ajax felt it.

“What’s wrong? Does something hurt?” He asked.

I shook my head and bit my bottom lip. His eyes lingered on my lips.

“I just… are you sure you want to? After what happened?”

His brows knitted together and his lips curved into a frown.

“Of course I do. Come…”

He pried my legs open and kissed my inner thigh. I leaned forward, my mouth opening to release a silent cry when he took my skin between his teeth. That would leave a mark.

“You don’t need this,” Ajax said.

He tugged my underwear down and hurled them over the couch. He found my thighs again, kissing dangerously close to my entrance. Ajax could be such a tease. The heat and ache down there needed to be dealt with not fuelled, but I didn’t say anything. I savoured the sensation of Ajax’s mouth on my skin.

He could gentle and rough all at once. I moaned and rocked into him. He chuckled. I guess he got the hint this time. His tongue slid up my entrance up to my bud where he sucked and kissed. I bit my tongue to hold in the cry but I didn’t say the point of holding it in then let out a yelp of pleasure.

He liked this. He liked making me feel this way. I was a slave to his tongue. He darted his tongue through my walls and fucked me with it.

“Ajax!” I ran a hand through his hair and ran the other one over my nipple. I raised my hips to his face. Ajax pulled back and thrust one finger inside me.

I felt like a machine about to overload as he fucked me with his finger. He thrust in another one and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“You’re so beautiful,” he chuckled. “So beautiful.”

I panted and smiled at him. “You sure have a way of saying it.”

“I’m not done. I’ll show you how beautiful you are in the shower next.”

I raised a brow. “What about the movie marathon?”

“Who cares about a movie marathon when I can spend the way marvelling at your body?”

Heat rushed to my cheeks and travelled down to my core. I wanted him between my legs all over again.

“Fine, but you have to beat me to the shower,” I said, grabbed my robe and running off.

Ajax barked out a laugh.