Mated To An Enemy

Axel let out a soft growl, reached his hand into her hair, and pulled her toward him. He kissed her fiercely. Their tongues danced to the familiar tune of each other.

It had only been a few days since Axel had woken up, but in that time, they had only shared a few kisses. After that, neither of them pushed for more.

For her part, Alice didn’t know if he had recovered enough to celebrate. While Axel wasn’t sure if Alice would want to be intimate during her pregnancy.

Both intended to have that conversation when they returned home. Still, both were happy to let their bodies have that conversation here and now instead.

Axel moved his hand under her shirt as their kisses intensified and pulled down her bra. His hand groped her breast, drawing a soft gasp from her lips. He bit her lower lip gently as his thumb traced her nipple, and she rolled her hips against him.

Axel growled at the friction between their bodies. He only wore a hospital gown, whereas she still had a pair of jeans.

He lifted her shirt to her chin and pulled away from her lips. Immediately he took her nipple into his mouth and twirled his tongue around it. Alice let out a soft moan and tangled her fingers into his hair, tugging as he sucked at her breast.

With both of his hands free, he found the button of her jeans and unfastened them. He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her up just slightly as his other hand plunged into her panties and, with a warm welcome, slid into her folds.

Alice gasped and pulled his hair roughly, removing him from her breast with a pop. She bent forward and kissed him hard as his fingers massaged her folds and dipped into her wetness. She rocked against his hand and sucked on his tongue.

Axel had always been able to drive her wild. His scent alone made her want to pounce on him, but this was different. It was as if every nerve of her body were primed for arousal. Every movement he made threatened to drive her over the edge.

He felt her excitement growing, the need in her kiss, and the way she thrust against his hand. She stilled for a moment as Axel pushed three fingers in. She was close. He knew it wouldn’t take much to give her the release she wanted. All he had to do was move a few times, curl his fingers just the right way, and she would melt over him.

When he didn’t move right away, Alice began to rock again, but his arm at her waist stopped her. She looked down at him, and he smiled up at her.

“So...” he whispered. “Have I convinced you?”

Alice let out a growl.

“No.”

“Oh?” he grinned. “I’ll have to try harder.”

Alice let out soft pants and nodded, assuming he would finish the task.

But Axel did not do what she expected. Instead, he pulled his fingers away from her and let go of her waist.

Alice furrowed her brows and looked at him with confusion. But she was met with the dark look in his eyes that she knew all too well.

“Take them off,” he growled.

She swallowed as the growl in his voice and the look in his eye sent a wave of desire through her body. This was the voice, the look, that made her weak. The one that said she belonged to him alone, and he would remind her of it through her pleasure.

Alice got off the bed. She kept her eyes on him as she removed her shirt and bra and lowered her jeans to the floor.

Axel observed her with hungry eyes, removing his gown and stroking himself as he watched.

“All of it,” he said, staring at the panties that she still wore.

Alice saw a chance to regain control. She smiled and pushed her thumbs under the elastic band, slowly lowering it, then bringing it back up and letting it go.

“Make me,” she whispered in a low voice.

Axel grinned.

Alice expected him to approach her slowly, to remove her panties and possibly worship her the way he had so many times. Then she assumed he would lay her back on the bed, and they would continue until they were both spent.

But Axel had other ideas in mind.

He jumped up from the bed with a speed she could not have anticipated. He rushed at her and lifted her off the floor, pinning her to the wall with his hand behind her head and one of her legs over his shoulder.

Axel pushed her panties to the side, exposing enough of her entrance for him to push the head of his cock in just enough for her to gasp and grab hold of his shoulders. Then, he slowly pushed himself inside her as she shuddered and moaned.

Once fully sheathed in her, he stopped and looked into her eyes. He licked his lips as he let out slow, deep breaths.

“Alice,” he whispered. “I love you. Every part of you.”

He moved just a little. Alice gasped and dug her nails into his shoulders.

“You are the only woman that can make me feel full and starving at the same time,” he said. Once more, he moved until she let out another moan.

“The only woman I ever want to be with,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. “The only one I could be with....”

He kissed her again.

“Please,” he said. Pressing his forehead to hers. “Let me be your husband.”

Axel pushed himself deep inside of her and began to move. Alice held tightly to him as she felt herself being stirred. As the moans escaped her lips, she clawed his back with each thrust of his thick shaft rubbing against her walls.

He was hitting her deeper than ever before, and her sensitivity was through the roof. Finally, she couldn’t hold herself back anymore. Alice cried out as the orgasm tore through her. The heat spread over her body like a fire, her fingers and toes numb with pleasure as Axel continued to thrust inside of her.

Alice couldn’t speak. She couldn’t cry out. She was lost in pleasure. His continuous movement prolonged the feeling until she felt herself climbing the hill again. She dug her nails into his back as she gasped and groaned, struggling to catch her breath.

With a final thrust, he held himself in place, filling her with his release. Alice took several sharp breaths. She was close to a second release. Axel let out a low and thick growl; he moved inside her a few more times, then turned and bit down on her mark.

Alice came again, her heart pounding heavily, her lungs burning. Her body was floating through an electric current that rode the line between pleasure and pain in a way that made her feel drunk.

When she finally returned to her senses, she was dressed and tucked warmly into Axel’s arms in the hospital bed again.

“Are you finally awake?” Axel asked with a gentle smile.

“What happened?” she asked.

“You passed out,” he replied with a grin. “And I may have strained my leg a little bit.”

Alice chuckled.

“I cleaned you up, and one of the nurses checked your vitals,” he continued. “We have been instructed to keep our intimate moments at a slower and less stressful pace.”

“That’s no fun,” Alice sighed playfully.

“We’ll make it fun,” he winked.

Alice took a deep breath as she looked at him and wondered how she had ever lived without him. Finally, she sat up in bed and turned away.

“Are you okay?” he asked with concern.

She turned and thought carefully about what she wanted to say.

“Can we wait,” she said, “until after they’re born?”

Alice touched the small bump.

Axel sat up.

“Wait for what?” he asked.

“To get married,” she replied.

Axel smiled, reaching a hand to her, which she took immediately.

“I don’t have a problem with that,” he said. “Can I ask why?”

Alice smiled, he could see the sadness in her smile, but there was something else. Something good.

“I want to visit my mother,” she said. “I want you all to come with me.”