Selling Myself To The Alpha
Chapter 50

Axel POV

Jealousy turns into insecurity and fear as I look into her eyes. She might be loyal and faithful to me now and for the months to follow but that is no guarantee that she will not fall in love with L.C. He already shares her love for art. He brings her flowers and poems. She obviously likes him. Why else would she memorize his poems and keep him around? The thought makes me panic and I desperately pull her against my chest and kiss her. The softness and warmth of her lips drive me to the verge of insanity. Nobody must ever taste her sweetness but me.

Effortlessly I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. If I cannot tell her in words that I love her, I will show her.

Liana POV

His lips are merciless on mine while it feels like my world is shattering. You are mine. Three simple words with so much power. It emphasizes that I am merely an object to him. A toy, a possession. I am his to do with what he wants to when he wants to. I do not fight him when he picks me up and carries me to the bedroom. Toys do not have a choice. They are picked up, played with and set aside until the next time.

I avoid eye contact and do not say a word when he puts me down and starts undressing me until I am standing in front of him in my underwear. I wish I could talk to him and explain how I feel. Tell him that I love him and that no man can get close to him. But this is not a real relationship and there is no place for feelings or deep conversations.

"You're so beautiful," his voice is loaded with emotion as he gently slides his hands from my shoulders, over my breasts and ends on my hips.

I close my eyes tightly when he starts kissing my neck. This is as painful as it is thrilling. I love him so much, but it hurts to know he does not feel the same.

He pulls my hips closer to his groin and with a moan I give in and lean closer to him. I cannot fight him, and I do not want to either. These moments in his arms are not going to last forever and I must cherish them while I can. Soon he will be done playing with me and these memories will be all I have to keep me warm at night.

The sparks that he ignites and the sad truth that he will soon leave me, bring me to life. I pull away so that I can cup his handsome face and kiss him with every ounce of love that I carry for him in my heart.

My melancholy feelings quickly make way for desire and an all-consuming need for him. Eagerly I tuck his shirt from his pants, and he lets go of me only long enough to get out of his shirt.

He shivers slightly as I scrape my nails over his muscular chest to his pants. Axel tangles his fingers in my hair as I caress his chest with my lips and tongue while I undo his pants. I kneel in front of him and pull down his pants. He growls low and deep when I take his erection into my mouth as far as I can. Gently and slowly, I glide him in and out of my mouth before I curl my fingers around his shaft.

My hand's stroking is in rhythm with my mouth as I move up and down. I continue sucking and stroking him as my other hand cups his balls and I massage them gently.

"Dear goddess, Liana," he groans, and his fingers clamp into my hair, urging me to continue. I move my hand faster and suck harder while I keep my tongue soft and warm around his tip. I can feel his muscles tighten as I carry on.

"If you want me to last, you need to stop," he pants as his breathing becomes faster and his hold on my hair tightens.

Drunk by the power I have over him I suck harder and faster. His grunt is low and deep when he explodes into my mouth. I swallow everything he has to give until he gently pulls away from me.

I look up at him and his green eyes are dark and stormy when he takes me by the arms and pulls me upright.

"You're going to be the death of me," he mumbles as he picks me up and lay me down on the bed.

He kneels next to me on the bed and reaches behind my back. Quickly he unhooks my bra and tosses it aside. I lift my hips and he slides my panties down my legs. His eyes bore into mine as he spreads my legs and settles between them. "I'm not a poet, Liana," his words confuse me so much that I can only lay there quietly and stare at him.

"I can't woo you with flowers and pretty words," he leans over and softly circles his tongue over my n****e before he sucks on it, and I moan in delight.

"That's not me and I will never be that person," he moves over to my other b****t and repeats the action.

“I might not be a man with words," his lips trail to my neck as his hands cups my breasts. I turn my head sideways to allow him better access to the spot he likes so much and curl my fingers into his hair as his fingers start with their sweet t*****e on my nipples. "But I'm a man of my word," he whispers before he lifts himself and looks me in the eyes. He smiles softly as he places his palm against my cheek and his thumb strokes my cheek.

"And I'm giving you my word," he leans over and tenderly kisses me. "That I will cherish and care for you as long as you allow me."

Dumbstruck I stare at him for a moment before he kisses me again. The kiss is warm and tender, and I clamp my arms around his neck. I push myself closer to him as my heart swells with warmth and love.

Our kiss quickly turns intimate and hungry.

"No, don't," I say desperately and tighten my hold around his neck as he pulls away. I cannot get enough of him.

"I'm not going anywhere," he kisses me softly until I relax my grip on him.

"I'll never leave you," he murmurs as he leaves butterfly kisses down my neck and over my breasts. "That's another promise."

"As long as you'll have me," his lips trail down my stomach to my navel. "I'll be there, I promise."

I gasp for air and open my legs wider when his tongue glides over my clitoris. I am in sensory overload as his tongue continues making magic. My fingers cramp into the sheets and my back arches as there is no end to his onslaught.

My moans are getting louder as my orgasm builds but before I can reach my climax, Axel stops. He pulls me up and his arms protectively go around my back and waist when I straddle his lap. I cannot hide my surprise when I feel his erection hard and ready between my legs.

"I want to look at you," his voice is sultry, and we maintain eye contact as he tediously slowly pushes into me, and my arms go around his neck.

"Don't close your eyes," he almost sounds pleading when my eyes fall shut in ecstasy, and I obey.

"You are mine," he slowly glides in and out of me. "But I'm also yours as long as you'll have me."

"Promise," I croak on the verge of tears and ecstasy. Never in my life have I felt so emotional. I have never felt closer to anyone than at this moment.

"I give you my word," he increases his rhythm and I bury my face in his neck.

I bite my lip and close my eyes as I enjoy every thrust and every touch. I cling to him tighter as my desire builds higher and higher. The world comes to a standstill and our breathing becomes louder. I move my hips faster as he thrusts harder, and my orgasm hits me hard as he ejaculates into me.

For a long time, we only hold on to each other, trying to get our breathing under control. I cannot bring myself to let go of him. I do not want to spoil this moment of pure perfection. The things he said and the promises he made have filled my heart with peace and warmth. I am not naïve to think that this will last a lifetime, but I will take what I can get. And having him completely to myself for the next five months is a gift that I will cherish.

"Are you cold?" Axel breaks the silence after a while.

"No," I sigh contently and lay my head down on his shoulder.

"Are you tired or hungry or ..."

"What's this?" I laugh softly as I lift my head and look at him. "Twenty questions?"

"I'm only looking after you," he smiles softly as his fingers glide up and down my back.

"I'm perfectly fine," I cup his face and kiss him tenderly.

"So, Uhm, you don't want to sleep?" There is an undeniable twinkle in his eyes.

"No?" I look at him sceptically. "Why?"

"I only want to be a hundred percent sure," he gently pushes me back into the pillows.

"The doctor did say to take it easy," he picks up my arm and kisses my wrist and trails down my arm towards my shoulder.

"I haven't felt this healthy in a week," I assure him.

"Good," he smiles wickedly as he leans over and kisses me while his hand starts fondling my breast.

"Axel," I look at him in surprise as his lips take over from his hand. "Are you ... do you mean ..."

"Yes," he murmurs before he looks up at me. "But only if you're up for it."

I reach down and tighten my fingers around his erection.

"You're insatiable," I smile as I stroke him.

"Only for you," he sighs as he kisses me.