Chapter 64 Don't ever do that to me again

Chapter 64 Don't ever do that to me again
AXEL'S POV
Thallyne's arousal dripped down my fingers, and she started to ride on my hand. “That’s it, baby,” I growled. “Come for me like a good girl.”
I continued to pump my fingers in and out, until she had her orgasm and got down from her high. I smiled, watching the creases slowly fade from her brow. I rose to my feet, cradling her knee against my hip and lifted the weight off her other foot.
Thallyne's eyes were dazed as she wrapped herself around my waist, pressing her slick core into my body as I carried her into my bedroom and laid her out on the bed.
“What are you doing?” She inquired
I fell over her, catching my weight on my arms, and claimed her mouth with my own. Thallyne groaned and ran her tongue along my upper lip, licking her juices off my mouth. My balls throbbed at the thought that my little minx liked the taste of her own sweetness.
“I want you to be naked…” she mumbled out, tugging at my shirt.
Grinning against her mouth, I slipped out of my shirt.
I pulled back a little so I could watch her face as she studied every inch of me. Her touch on my skin was soft as she traced the outline of my chest and my tattoos with awe.
I hissed as her fingers trailed down my abs, stopping when she reached my belt. I was not going to last long if she got her hands on me.
She began to tug at the belt but I stopped her.
“Not yet,” I growled, my voice full of desire.
“Why?” Thallyne's eyes flashed with impatience and desire, and my grin stretched wider. My girl was hungry for my cock. My wolf gloated at the thought.
“Lie back,” I murmured, keeping my voice calm so the alpha command does not come through. Alphas might have the ability to influence others, but I wanted everything to be her choice.
Thallyne squinted one eye at me in suspicion, she was completely naked apart from those sinful heels she was wearing. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” she asked.
“Something like that,” I rumbled, my cock twitching at the very thought of what I was about to suggest.
“Lie back on the bed and touch yourself. Show me how you like to come.”

(Suprisee)
Thallyne POV
“But I want another taste first.” Axel suddenly arrived before me, sucking at my folds, building up a raging fire within me, making it spread through me more and more. I writhe as he kept it up, his fingers pumping into me.
The pace that was steady and slow soon turned into something a whole lot more savage.
Maybe it's because we've been separated for too long, or maybe it's because I was leaving the next day but I felt like this was a punishment.
His fingers grew even faster in their pace, leaving me trembling and crying out for more and more, I couldn't do anything to stop him. Maybe I could move my legs, but I don’t want to. The pleasure is so immense that it almost caused a bit of pain, and the only thing I could do was try to keep up.
My legs wrapped around his head, I was fully addicted to his tongue and his fingers. I began to scream for him at the top of my lungs as the throbbing sensations pound my body hard, aching so damn good and leaving me satisfied.
When my orgasm was over, he pulled away. “Now you can touch yourself.” He smirked at me. Despite knowing I was spent, he still asked for something like this.
“Can't you do that?” His brow arched in a challenge, and I wanted to slap that smirk off his face — almost as much as I wanted to seat myself down on his cock until he filled every inch of me.
“Fine,” I whispered, smirking right back. “But you don’t get to participate — not until I’m finished.”
That handsome face of his scrunched up in confusion, and I slid off the enormous bed and led him to the sofa in the corner.
Axel gasped as I reached for his belt, careful not to brush his very obvious erection as I undo the buckle and slid the leather through the loops of his pants.
“You are only allowed to watch me from here.” My heart pounded as I turned toward the bed, swaying my hips a little more than necessary to begin Axel's torture. My ass was jiggling, and I heard a low growl that came from him.
I crawled onto the bed like a cat, stretching out my arms and legs before turning to face him and lying back. My heart is beating so loudly and I’m sure he can hear it, and my breaths were ragged.
His eyes were different from what I've ever seen — molten, shimmering gold which meant that his wolf and him were watching me and had equal control of his body. They were watching me with a predatory stare that would be terrifying if I didn’t want him.
I took a deep breath as I refocused on my body, brushing my fingertips over each nipple. They were still hard from our earlier activities, and I pinched them gently between my fingers.
With Axel watching me with that predatory gaze, my pussy was already throbbing, but I took my time caressing my breasts — causing my nipples to harden then trailed my hand towards my pussy.
A surge of pride erupted in my chest, as I felt his needy gaze as I trailed one hand between my legs. My pussy was still sensitive after my second orgasm, so my touch was light as I grazed my fingertips over my clit.
A low groan slipped from Axel, he was staring at me with so much need and desperation that it made my whole body ignite with desire.
“Go on.” His voice was raspy with desire
I started to imagine his fingers making slow circles over my clit and his hand cupping my breast.
I’m close but I don’t want to make myself come. I only wanted Axel's skillful hands on me — his mouth, his cock.
But I was the one who told him to watch so I reached down and slipped a finger into my wet heat. The insides of my thighs were sticky with my juices, and more of me was dripping onto the covers. I couldn't even remember ever being this wet.
An agonized groan rumbled from the corner. Axel has an unobstructed view of my splayed legs, and his jaw clenched with restraint as I explore my pussy. Adding another finger, I pumped my fingers in and out. I mimicked his movements from earlier, as I recalled the feeling of his tongue scraping over my clit.
My whole body shuddered, and Axel let out a long slow breath, the tension in his brow easing slightly as he followed my every stroke. At some point I was not sure if I was touching myself for my pleasure or his. All boundaries between us seemed to dissolve, and I could practically feel his rough hands roving over my body.
Slowly, I withdrew my fingers and slid them up to my throbbing clit. My breasts heave. I’m on the very edge, and in my imagination, it’s Axel's fingers drawing every bit of pleasure from my body.
I squeezed my eyes shut as the orgasm overwhelmed me, and a soft cry spilled from my lips. A loud rip made my eyes open, but Axel was no longer on the sofa.
In the next second, I was staring down at the length of his cock, which was pointed straight at me.
A shiver of pleasure ran through me as he climbed onto the bed, caging me in with his arms. His lips were hot as they clamped down over mine, and I gripped the back of his head to pull him even closer.
I am going to miss this.
“Don’t — ever — do that — to me — again.” His words were short growls against my mouth, and a fresh gush of juice spilled out of me.
“It was your idea.”
“A very bad idea,” he rumbled, reaching down to cup my mound and run his thumb along my slit. “I need to be able to touch you, to hold you.”
“How can I let you go?” Axel had a predatory expression that I haven’t seen on his face. It sent chills down my spine, but my body only became more aroused.
I needed him, wanted him to touch me — need to feel every inch of him inside me. I needed him to possess every bit of my body.
Claim me as his.
“When I’m through with you,” Axel murmured slowly, “you would never be able to touch yourself ever again without thinking of me.” His greedy hands pried my legs apart, and I felt the tip of him pressing at my entrance. Fuck, he’s huge.