“Now, you definitely need to hold on.”
Before I’ve even tightened my grip, he slams into my waiting depths easily. Pushing my ass back into him, I take in every glorious inch, moaning deeply at the spots he hits at this angle. I’m gripping the bar so tight my fingers are going numb, but it doesn’t register as Ax fucks me without mercy.
His breathing picks up and when I think he’s about to explode, I squeeze as tight as I can, wiggling my ass in a small circle, making him roar out his own release. My face leans against my hands still gripping the bedpost as I try to get my bearings.
“Fuck, Ana,” Ax gasps, holding on to me still as though my ass will keep him grounded. “Why is it I can’t seem to claim you without giving myself straight back?”
I smile against my hands, carefully pulling away and turning to face him.
“Because you are mine, my love,” I reply, leaning my head up to plant a soft kiss on his lips. “And I am yours. Always.”
Although still flushed and sweaty, his face softens, and he brings up a hand to my cheek.
“Always,” he replies.
Chapter Nineteen
Axle
Idon’t bother putting on clothes as I watch Ana wander the room. She’s humming lightly under her breath and the late afternoon sun shines through our window making her glow in the light.
“So, what were you saying about Emilio?” she says as she grabs a cloth and begins to wash herself. I’m instantly entranced by the smooth, long lines of her legs and feel myself getting hard again already.
“Umm, sorry, what?”
“Insatiable,” she says with a smile, coming over to cuddle up into my arms on the bed. “Emilio. What’s happening? Where were they?”
“Oh,” I reply, still distracted by her body. Her tits look full and delicious and I make a mental note to keep feeding her well.
“Do I need to get dressed?”
“Fuck, no, woman! I’ll talk!” I tease. “They went to get his money and shit, I guess he had someone bury some shit a few days travel from The Tomb while he was in there.”
“He coulda told us when we left!”
“Well, Emilio’s a bit of a dick. He showed up today with some fancy fucking clothes, rented a house in town with servants and the whole fucking thing.”
“Hmm, so do you think he’ll help us take out The Watch?”
“Yes, but not in the way we initially talked about. How do you feel about more dress shopping?”
I quickly tell her my idea and she blinks a few times but doesn’t reply right away.
“Why don’t we just ambush them on the road or something?” she finally says and I shake my head.
“Not nearly enough men for that, at least not yet. Besides, we can find out more about their routes, make sure there aren’t any more on the way and plus, it’ll give me a chance to break Ethan out while they’re distracted.”
Ana’s brow knits together making the crinkle between her eyes I adore appear, but after a moment, she nods.
“Okay. I’ll do it.”
∞∞∞
My hand twitches at my side, the only motion of my otherwise still body. The trees do much to hide me and staying silent in dark places is a skill I have in abundance. The dry brush is different from the stones I’m used to, but in the waning light it will be enough. Besides, it’s unlikely they’d expect us to still be around.
I know the thought process of men like these. They would never consider that outlaws and criminals could have true loyalties. Little do they know the bonds bred in captivity are some of the strongest of all.
A faint sound in the distance has my body tensing, the steady click of many horses. It’s only another minute before they turn the corner and they are in my line of sight. The blades at my side are itching to be pulled out, my body begging for me to unleash hell and vengeance. Not that I need vengeance of any sort of motivator for violence, but fuck is it ever sweeter.