5– I Have Her

Axel stared at the beautiful girl sprawled out gracefully on his bed, her skin at the edge of quivering from her nervousness.

In his heart, his subconscious laughs with pride. He had seen her a little over a year ago when she was just nineteen, and ever since, he has wanted her.

It is something he never thought was possible after his ex-wife broke his heart into tiny, irredeemable pieces. But when he saw the young lady who carried herself with grace and poise as she moved around her father’s company, desperate to help out with the work, he knew he had found the one.

And then he pushed for her to become his, officially, convincing her father into seeing the advantage that’d come with the union.

Now, he has her. And he plans to make the most of their time together.

Axel plans to spoil Lily. With love, with affection, with attention, with the kind of luxury she has never experienced before—he plans to show her how beautiful a union can be even if that union isn’t built upon love.

While Axel revels in his win, Lily lays still on the bed, her mind reeling with wild thoughts.

What if she isn’t wild enough for him?

What if her lack of profound experience makes him pull away from her?

Wait, why was she thinking these thoughts? 

Why did she care when she was after all doing this for her father.

Still. . .

A shudder wracks through her as Axel slowly climbs onto the bed, his eyes thick with carnal desire as he takes her in.

“Look at you, little bird,” he whispers as though speaking to himself, “you’re a beautiful, beautiful woman. My woman.”

As he speaks on a gentle tone, his fingertips trail across Lily’s skin. He starts at her knees and gently trails up her ribcage, sliding up the curve of her neck. 

Lily’s body tightens up, realization finally dawning on her. This is truly happening. She barely met this man a few hours ago, and now, he’s kneeling between her legs, touching her in a manner that stands far apart from innocent, drinking up her naked body.

When did she become this person?

“You need to relax, Lily,” Axel leans over her, his mouth on her ear, letting the words flow out on a whisper. “You need to relax for me. I’m not going to hurt you or do something you don’t want, okay?”

Lily nods, “okay.”

“That’s my girl,” Axel whispers.

Oh. . .those words throw Lily’s mind into the dirtiest thoughts. She might not have experienced much, but she reads a lot of books—romance novels. 

And now, with the mannerisms of Axel, she wonders if he’s about to bring her fantasies to life.

How wonderful it will be.

Their eyes connect for a brief moment, electricity crackling between them. Axel seems to be awaiting Lily’s approval, a push for him to move forward.

And the moment Lily’s head bobbed in a nod, Axel's lips crashed down on hers, claiming her mouth with a fierce intensity that left her breathless. 

Their tongues tangled, sparks flying as they devoured each other. Lily's hands clawed at Axel's back, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss. His fingers threaded through her hair, holding her in place as he ravaged her mouth. Their lips moved in perfect sync, the pressure building until it was almost unbearable.

The kiss was filled with passion, a whirlpool that sucked them under and refused to let go. They were lost in the moment, their bodies straining together as they sought to consume each other. The air was heavy with tension, the only sound the ragged gasps and moans that escaped their lips.

As they broke apart for a fleeting moment, Lily's eyes locked onto Axel's, blazing with a fierce desire that mirrored his own. 

Axel leans in again, but instead of kissing her lips, he drags his lips down her neck, sucking on her skin until he leaves a mark. 

Lily writhed beneath him, moans eliciting in her throat, her heart thrumming in anticipation.

“Relax and let me take care of you, baby girl,” Axel whispers, his mouth immediately enclosing around her nipple, drawing out a loud moan from her throat.

As his tongue flicks her nipple, Axel trails his hand down, moving below until his hand disappears between her legs, his fingers grazing her clit.

Lily’s back arched off the bed as pleasure shit through her bones. “Oh!” She moans.

Axel releases a growl. “You’re already making a mess, little bird. . . So messy, dripping wet for me and I’ve barely touched you.”

Her cheeks flames up and she lifts her hands, intending to cover her face. Axel doesn’t let her. His large palm surrounds her wrists, pinning them above her head.

“Don’t hide from me, Lilian,” he sterns, his thumb pressing firmly on her clit, “do you understand?”

Lily nods, another sultry moan slipping past her lips.

“Words, I need you to use your words.” Axel growls.

Lily’s body shivered at the commanding tone of Axel; a good kind of shiver, one that has her pussy drenching his fingers, one that has her clit tightening, and her kind surrendering to him. “Y-yes. . .daddy. . .”

Axel drags in a sharp breath, his eyes almost widening from what he’s just heard.

No one has ever called him daddy in bed, and he never imagined himself the type of man to like being called ‘daddy’, but hearing it from Lily has somehow unlocked yet another fetish in him.

“What did you just call me?” He asks, his eyes meeting hers.

Fear lunges in her throat as she stumbles on her words. “I. . .I. . .”

“Say it again, little bird,” Axel demands, “I liked it.”

“Yes, daddy. . .”

A chuckle rumbles out of him, his eyes filling with unadulterated desire for his soon-to-be bride. All he wants is her, to be buried inside her wet cunt, to fuck her until her limbs become useless for a while.

But for now, he has to go easy on her. He doesn’t wish to scare her away by going all the way, by letting her experience the extent of his darkest desires. 

He will wait.

He will go easy on her for now.

“Good girl,” he fawns, his lips curving into a smirk. “Now relax for me, let me take you on a ride you’ll not forget in a hurry.”

As he drawls the words, he pushes a finger into her without warning and a yelp elicits in her throat.