Page 26 of Drax (Iron Thunder MC 3)
“Then don’t go. Stay here with me. Let me take care of you, MB.”
I gulped thirstily. I wanted to stay; this was exactly where I wanted to be. Staring up at him, seconds away from him pulling me into his arms again. But this was dangerous.
“And what happens after this?” I asked, my eyes narrowing on him.
Maybe he didn’t know what I was talking about, so I would have to explain.
“What happens after this war is over? When things are back to normal? You think you would still want to be with me after that? What happens when we start arguing again? There will be a million things we won’t agree on.”
Drax drew his hands away from my shoulders and nodded. He knew exactly what I was referring to.
The phase that came after the honeymoon period. When shit got real. He was not the type of man who easily ‘settled down’. He wasn’t looking for a family, a committed relationship, being faithful and loyal. He’d been forced to do all those things the last time we were together and couldn’t deal with it.
Why should I have believed he would handle it any differently a second time?
“I will change everything about me if I have to, if that means I can have you in my life.” His voice sliced through the silence.* * *I threw myself at him because I wanted to feel his warmth around me. I didn’t know if he actually even meant those words, if any of this was real…but it soothed my soul to hear them.
Ever since we’d broken up, for the past year, I felt like I was running around like a headless chicken. A part of me was missing and I knew it was Drax. Despite the arguments and the crazy fights, I missed waking up to him in the mornings.
I knew he would always keep me safe. He would be loyal. He would always put me first.
Now, when I looked back at it, I couldn’t remember why we had even broken up. Just because our relationship was sizzling with electricity? Because we were two headstrong individuals and couldn’t agree on one thing easily?
Drax kissed my lips and I sank into him cozily.
“I have never stopped thinking about you,” I said while he stroked my hair. “I always woke up in the morning wondering if you slept well. What you were going to do for the rest of the day.”
He smiled at me and then kissed my forehead. I was snuggled up to him. I was warm and safe. I could literally fall asleep right now because of how comfy I was. But sleep was the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted to talk. To experience him. Make up for all the lost time.
“You don’t have to wonder about any of those things if you’re right here, now do you?” He was smiling as he spoke, that boyish handsome smile of his. It always amazed me how dangerous and masculine he was and then he could switch on this boyish charm when he wanted to, when we were alone, and nobody was watching us.
There were two sides to Drax, and I was in love with both of them.
“Is this for real? Are we making up?” I asked.
He lifted me up by my waist and swung me around. My hair was flying everywhere. I squealed with joy. Nothing else in the world mattered right now.
“There is only one thing that will decide it for us.”
“Oh yeah?” I said, giggling as he carried me to the bed.
“Make-up sex,” he added. I kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Then he threw me down on the bed and started stripping me all over again.
Slower this time. Watching me closely. We were ready for each other again. I would always be ready for him. This was heaven. This was home. I felt like I was finally back home again.* * *Drax pulled my jeans off, then my blouse and he yanked me down to the edge of the bed with my legs folded up on either side of his face.
He was kneeling at the edge of the bed with my pussy right in front of him. He pulled at my panties and then rolled them down. I could feel a tightening in my belly. The knots of desire. He was so strong. He had all the control and I liked it when he did this to me. Made me feel helpless against him.
I was helpless against him.
“I’ve missed the taste of you,” he mumbled as he licked my pussy. Slowly at first, just like he was getting a taste of me. Making sure I was juicy enough for him. My hips rose up, thrusting up with lust. His mouth was firm and gentle at the same time. I knew his tongue would be like magic inside me. I just couldn’t wait to feel it. And then I did.
