His Big Mountain Axe Page 6

His lips found mine again, and when I felt his thick swollen cock head ease against my slick, eager pussy, I whimpered into his mouth.

  “I want to feel you slide down every inch,” he groaned into me. “I want to feel that pretty little pussy open up wide for my cock. Take it all, little kitten,” he rasped into my ear, my cries of pleasure filling the woods around us as I started to sink down on him. I groaned, panting as I slowly pushed down, feeling my slick lips part and stretch as I slowly sank down on his thick rod. Inch after glorious, breath-catching, toe-curling inch eased inside, until with a soft moan, I felt our bodies come together completely.

  “I don’t know where the hell you came from,” he groaned softly into my lips. “But you ain’t never going back there.”

  I whimpered as I felt him throb inside of me, his hands sliding down to cup my ass possessively.

  “Oh no?”

  Axe shook his head, his eyes locked on mine. His hand gripped me tight, making me squeal as he slid me up every inch of his cock until just the head was nestled inside.

  “No, sweetheart,” he growled. “Because going back there means leaving me, and trust me when I say I’m never letting you go.”

  With a low growl, he pulled me into him as he thrust his hips up, and suddenly, he was filling me entirely. I gasped at the size of him filling me to the brim like that, the pleasure exploding through me. Fuck, he was so big. His girth stretched me delightfully, filling my aching pussy in a way I'd never even imagined. His powerful hands grabbed my ass and my hip hard enough to leave marks, and I groaned at the sensuality of his touch as he started to bounce me up and down his length.

  Axe groaned in response to my soft cries of pleasure as he rocked his hips against me. He pulled back, sliding his slick, glistening cock out of me almost to the crown, before thrusting his hips back and burying himself once more, bringing a cry of pleasure to my lips. He began to fuck me then with powerful, deliberate strokes, his hands pumping me up and down on his gorgeous cock and letting me feel every single inch of him as he plunged in and out of my tight little pussy.

  I felt my sensitive nipples rub electrically against his hard chest as this man — my man — took me hard and raw. His powerful arms clenched tight as he held me close, his lips leaving bruises across my neck as he pushed me higher and higher towards that release. Axe’s hands grabbed my ass as I rocked and ground myself against him. His mouth clamped down on one of my buzzing, sensitive nipples and he swirled his tongue around it. As I rocked on his thickness, I ground my clit against his abdomen, the hard little nub sending shockwaves of gasping pleasure through me as we moved together as one.

  His hands on my ass gripped me tightly, pulling me rhythmically against him as he rocked up into me, filling me, impaling me on his rock hard dick. His fingertips grazed across my skin, delving down over my ass and teasing a slow teasing circle around my asshole, making me scream at the sensations roaring through me. I could feel the fire in me blazing, growing wild and threatening to spill over and consume me. Axe’s mouth sought mine, and I hungrily mashed my lips to his, feeling his passion surge within me. We moved harder and faster, our bodies rocking together as his thick, throbbing cock plunged deep into my dripping wet slit.

  “You’re mine, Larkin,” he growled the words into my lips. “Whatever there was before for you, or for me, it’s the past. And all there is now is the two of us, just like this, for fucking ever. Be mine, little kitten,” he groaned, his cock swelling up so freaking hard inside of me as I felt myself start to crash over the edge.

  “Be mine, and make that sweet little pussy come for me. Right fucking now.”

  And I broke.

  With a cry, I threw my head back and screamed into the trees above us as the orgasm shattered through me. My body seized tight, clenched at him as my climax tore through me like a hurricane. Axe roared like a beast into my skin, his hands holding me so tight as he slid his cock deep inside and let go. I could feel his balls pulsing against my ass, and then I could feel his hot, thick cum pumping deep inside of me. Rope after thick rope of his seed splashed inside of me, and the two of us clung to each other as the storm blew through us.

  We stayed like that, me perched in his lap as we held each other under the trees, in that little clearing on top of a mountain.

  10

  Axe

  “The club was everything to me. They were my family, Larkin.”

  I watched the horror and the sadness in her eyes as she shook her head, her hand squeezing mine. Fuck, I’d never told anyone about my past like that. Really, I’d barely talked to anyone in four years, but rehashing my past and letting it all bleed out like that again had been the last thing I could imagine doing.

  Until her, I guess. Until Larkin, and her ability to get inside of me, and tug at the part of me that was still human.

  “So, you were in a gang.”

  She swallowed, nervously chewing on her lip as she eyed me.

  “It was a club.”

  “But you did criminal things?”

  I cleared my throat. “We lived outside the law, if that’s what you mean. The outlaw life.”

  Larkin snorted uneasily. “So, crime.”

  “I seem to remember you working at a strip club.”

  I could see her bristle, but I kept going.

  “Were you taking your clothes off or prostituting yourself?”

  Larkin’s eyes blazed as her hands balled into fist. “Um, excuse me?!”

  I grinned, wrapping my hands over her little fists. “Not so black and white is it?”

  She sighed, deflating a little. “Har har har. Alright, fair enough.”

  She grinned back at me before suddenly, she stiffened again.

  “What is it?” I asked gently, pulling her close.

  “Nothing, it’s…it’s nothing.”

  “Tell me, sweetheart.”

  Larkin looked down.

  “Did you ever kill anyone?”

  My pulse jumped, and I could feel the demons from my past clawing up inside of me.

  “Fuck, I’m sorry,” she quickly blurted out, shaking her head. “That was so outside the lines.”

  “No, it’s fine,” I said quietly, taking her hands again and looking her right in the eye. There’d be no secrets between me and this girl. Not now, and not ever.

  “Yes.”

  The way she shivered and the way her eyes flashed with fear cut me like like a knife, but she had to know.

  “Never innocents, sweetheart,” I said quietly. “Never innocents. No women, and no children. The men I killed were men who would’ve killed me or my brothers if I hadn’t gotten them first.”

  I pulled her close to the fire I’d lit in the hearth, wrapping us tighter in the big soft blankets.

  “That man, from the club. His name is Miles Harding. He’s the man responsible for destroying my life and murdering my friends. An assassin, and infiltration is his specialty.”

  “I’m so sorry, Axe,” Larkin whispered tenderly, pulling me in and brushing my lips softly with hers.

  Fuck, she was like a soothing balm on the ache roaring through me. She eased the pain inside just by being in my life — like she was some sort of angel here to send my demons back to hell and calm the storm inside of me.

  I swept her into my arms, pulling her into my lap as she moaned into the kiss. She’d slipped her panties back on after earlier, but I easily pushed them to the side, running my fingers over her soft little pussy. She cooed into my mouth, her sticky slickness coating my fingers as I started to tease her clit.

  Larkin’s small hands slipped into my boxers, wrapping around my thickness and stroking me as she moaned into my lips. I groaned, reaching down and shoving them down my thighs, letting my big throbbing cock spring up between us. My fingers slid easily in and out of her, the wet sounds of her arousal making my cock painfully hard as I claimed her mouth and drove her wild.

  I pulled her close, and when I slipped my head against her lips, she whimpered so fucking swe
etly.

  “I’m yours,” she whispered, choking on a gasp as I pulled her down and slid my girth deep inside of her. My hands slid around to her ass, gripping her tight and holding her panties to the side as I started to rock her up and down my shaft.

  She cried out, her arms flinging around my neck and her hips rolling as we started to move like one. I could feel her slick, tight little cunt gripping me so tightly, fluttering up and down my shaft with every fucking thrust and making the cum boil in my balls. Her soft, full tits rubbed across my chest, her nipples teasing over my muscles and the warmth of her skin blazing into mine.

  We moved faster, her tight little body bouncing up and down every single inch of my fat cock, the both of us groaning in pleasure.

  Her and me, and these woods. That’s all I needed. It’s all I’d ever need. I’d killed enough, and bloodied my hands enough. Miles was still out there, but part of me knew I could let it go. I didn’t want to, but if it was chasing that demon to the ends of the earth or staying right where I was with this incredible woman, I knew what the choice was.

  Revenge and payback were important, but staying me and not losing myself completely was too. I knew my brothers would want that. Revenge was ultimately something that would only temporarily soothe the fire inside of me, and I fuckin’ knew it. But being the best man I could be, and upholding the pillars of our club, and even starting it up again? Well, that was where the future was.

  That and her.

  I rocked up into Larkin, feeling her body shiver and tremble against me as her pussy gripped me tight. I could feel her sweet honey trickling down my balls, and her walls gripping and tightening around me.

  “The past is the past, sweetheart,” I groaned into her lips, kissing her with everything I had. “The future — my future — is all you.”

  Larkin moaned as she kissed me harder, her soft little mewling cries driving me wild as she started to really bounce up and down on my cock. I could feel her body trembling, and her pussy getting tighter and tighter as her breaths choked out, and I knew she was close.

  “Be mine, and come, sweetheart. Come for me. Come with me.”

  She screamed into my lips as her whole body suddenly tensed up and then shattered. The orgasm shuddered through her body, her hands clawing at my back, her legs tightening around my waist, and her slick pussy gripping me like a velvet vise.

  …And I couldn’t hold back anymore.

  I groaned into her kiss, my hands gripping her ass tight as I drove as deep inside as I could and let go. Hot, thick spurts of my cum erupted inside her heavenly little cunt, squirting against her womb. We kept moving, still grinding together, until the both of us gasped for air and tumbled into the blankets.

  * * *

  I don’t know what time it was, but I was aware of something having woken me. I frowned, my senses still blurred as I opened one eye and scanned the room.

  Silence. Darkness.

  I clenched my jaw, tuning my ears to hear something, when suddenly, it happened.

  At first I thought it was a rock, but when dark small shape that’d just come hurling through one of my windows sparked and started belching thick white, burning smoke, I knew I’d been dead wrong.

  A fucking smoke grenade. And instantly, I knew what this was.

  I jumped from the bed, but it was too late. Four men in black came smashing through my door, and as I lunged for the first, a rifle butt caught me square between the eyes. I stumbled back, my vision swimming and the horrible sounds of Larkin screaming floating numbly through my half-ringing ears. I lurched to my feet, but two of them were on me, knocking me backwards and over, smashing through my little kitchen table. Pain erupted through my back, and I roared as I lunged for one of the men in black.

  But I never made it. Three men this time landed on me, fists and boots raining down on me as I roared and tried to get off the floor. I heard her screaming, and when my eyes caught sight of two of them dragging her out the door, my whole world went red.

  I bellowed, charging into the men holding me down and beating on me. I got one by the neck, my grip tightening like iron as he gasped and clawed at my hands. But something crashed into the side of my head, and before I knew it, the floor was rushing up to greet me. I slumped over, groaning as the white light splintered through my skill. Hot blood ran down from my temple, and when I tried to stand this time, I lurched and collapsed, my vision swimming.

  But Larkin was still screaming, still trying to fight her way out of the grasp of the two men holding her, and yelling my name. The fire inside of me roared, and I forced myself to my feet as I threw myself towards her.

  …It was a doomed attempt.

  This time, the pain almost knocked me out as the blow to the side of my head left my vision blurry and sent my whole body sprawling to the ground. I blinked, hardly able to think or stand, and I watched with horror as the woman I loved was hauled away out the door. Another blow came, this one doubling me over on the floor.

  I was aware of a crackling sound, and the snapping of wood, and then burning bright heat. I rolled to my side, swimming in and out of consciousness as I watched the flames start to engulf one wall of my cabin. And there, through the broken hole of my front door, I could see the men hauling Larkin away into the night.

  I reached out, like I might grab her from here, when suddenly, there was a fiery explosion behind me, and everything went black.

  11

  Axe

  I woke up choking and spitting up blood and ash. My whole body burned and ached, and it felt the world was ending round me. I blinked, choking as I tried to claw my way up from the ground, heedless of the pain lancing through my body. Arms held me down, and I roared through my blindness, swinging wildly at whoever the fuck was trying to keep me down as I lunged up again.

  “Chill!”

  I could make out shapes, and I growled and swung again, this time connecting with what felt like a chin and sending the piece of shit tumbling off his feet.

  “God damn, calm the fuck down!”

  Fucking make me.

  I roared like a beast as I lunged again, this time tackling one of the fuckers and bringing him down hard. I slammed my fist into his mouth, making him bellow, My fist crashed into him again before suddenly, more arms yanked me away, kicking and thrashing. It felt like there were three of the holding me, yanking me away from the fourth as he got off the ground and turned to spit.

  “Axe!”

  The man I’d slammed into the ground strode right towards me, grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me until the bloodlust and fog had cleared from my eyes. I blinked again, bringing my hands up to wipe blood and ash from my eyes. And suddenly, I was looking at a familiar face.

  Braun was one of the other men living up here on Blackthorn, up near Rayburn Falls with his new wife Katrina. And right then, he was standing right in front of me, chest heaving and his eyes blazing fire, a bruise on one side of his head and blood leaking from a split lip.

  “I hit you.”

  He growled, baring his teeth as he clenched his fist. “Yeah, no fucking shit you hit—”

  He stopped short of getting right in my face, eying me furiously. Yeah, size does that, even to big guys like Braun.

  Suddenly, my brain snapped.

  Larkin.

  “Larkin!” I pulled away from Braun, whirling around unsteadily on my feet as my eyes darted wildly. “Larkin!”

  I whirled back, when suddenly, my whole equilibrium titled, and I stumbled.

  “Sit.” Strong arms grabbed me and brought me down onto a fallen log, and I glanced up at the accented voice to see Vlad the Russian who lived up here, glaring at me.

  “You need to sit,” he grumbled.

  “And you need to get your fucking hands off of me,” I growled, turing back to Braun. “Where the fuck is she?”

  “Who?”

  “LARKIN!” I roared. “The girl! My girl!” The word snarled from my lips, and I tried to stand again even as the world blurred
around me.

  “Easy buddy, easy.”

  Dallas, one of the other guys living up here, steadied me. His twin, Austin, crouched down and handed me a canteen of water, and the four of them glanced at each other.

  “Didn’t know you had a girl,” Braun growled, his brow furrowed.

  “Well I do,” I rumbled back, my jaw clenched tight. “Larkin.”

  I got to my feet but instantly felt my legs give out on me, blood trickling over my eye as I groaned and sank back down.

  “You need to sit,” Vlad muttered again. “There was a fire.”

  “What?”

  Austin coughed. “Your cabin, Axe.”

  I whirled, and this time, my heart dropped as I saw it — the smoking, charred rubble where my humble home used to stand. And suddenly, it all came rushing back — the grenade through my window, the door crashing in, the men taking her from me, and the flames as I blacked out.

  Someone had taken my little Larkin, and that someone was going to die when I fucking found them.

  “They took her,” I choked out, the rage exploding through me as my hands clenched to iron fists.

  “Who, man?” Braun squatted down, peering close.

  Oh, I knew who alright. Because there was only one man it could be. Miles.

  “That’s my business,” I growled, my eyes narrowing at him as I stood. This time, I stayed standing. “Now let me go get her the fuck back.”

  The four men — big guys in their own right but not even close to me — stepped back as I leveled my fierce gaze at them. I stormed over to the smoking ruin of my cabin, gritting my teeth and ignoring the burns as I yanked charred wood from the overhang off of my bike. I glanced it over, not seeing anything immediately wrong with it besides some scratches and dents. It was still okay to ride, and that’s all that mattered right now — getting on that bike and tearing heaven and hell apart until I found her.

  I grabbed the handlebars and pushed the bike out of the rubble.

  “Axe, man, c’mon you’re falling apart!”