Drax (Iron Thunder MC Book 3)

by Kasey Krane

  “On your knees,” I commanded, and she positioned herself on her knees on the couch, with her back turned to me.

  I snapped her bra away. She was completely naked now. Beautiful and supple. All mine.

  I moved her hair out of the way and kissed her nape. She gasped. I knew it made her ticklish but also turned her on. The perfect combination. Her ass was pink from the smacks I’d already given her. I squeezed it again and moved my fingers to the front of her, making sure her clit was still swollen and ready for me.

  “You’re so fuckin’ wet for me,” I whispered hoarsely in her ear from behind.

  She moaned a response before I thrust my cock into her. It was so good. So familiar. Exactly the way I remembered her. When I started rocking against her, pushing myself in and out of her, I was easily able to forget where we were. How much time had passed. It was like we were back to the way we’d been before anything bad happened. Before we parted ways.

  My cock throbbed deep inside her. In and out, sliding in deep and then pulling out. The couch moved a little with every thrust from me. She was keeping her back arched, her head thrown back. I grabbed a handful of her smooth blonde hair and used it to rein her in. She was under my control, moving the way I wanted her to move.

  “Come for me, MB,” I commanded. This was not a request. I wanted to remind her she was mine. That I had control over her. That I could dictate her orgasms.

  There was a gasp from her, and her body shuddered violently. She was calling out my name as she came. Her hand went down to her pussy. She was rubbing herself while my cock thrust in and out of her with more force, harder and harder until I knew she was soaring high.

  When she started to slump a little, I knew she was done. I plowed into her till I knew I was ready to explode too.

  Pulling my cock out of her, I whipped her around, wanted her to face me while I covered her in my cum. She sat back in the couch with her legs sprawled wide open. I could see how moist her pussy looked. Bright and reddish from my cock thrusting into her. Her tits rose up and down. She had her mouth open wide as she stared up at me.

  I stroked my cock hard till I burst. My load shot out and landed all over her face. There was a smile on it now; she was enjoying this. She liked being creamed by me this way. My cum dripped down her cheek and neck and fell on her thigh. I couldn’t stop stroking myself. I couldn’t stop unloading the very last drop of me on her.

  Nothing in the past year had felt even close to being as good as this did. Just watching Mary-Beth sitting there on the couch, shuddering slightly, her lips faintly stretched in a smile, her skin glistening on the spots where my cum covered it.

  She was fuckin’ beautiful.

  I groaned and took a few steps back from the couch so I could stare at her harder.

  “I’m glad you came to see me tonight,” I said, and she let out a deep sigh.

  “I didn’t come to see you for this,” she replied and stood up from the couch with a jerk. She was suddenly angry with me.

  Mary-Beth was hurriedly putting her clothes back on. I pulled up my underwear and stared, waiting for her to give me an explanation. What the fuck was this about?

  “Where are you going?” I asked. She was in the process of washing her face and hands at the kitchen sink, like she wanted to remove every last trace of me off her.

  “I need to leave. I need to put some distance between us, Drax.”

  She was trying to avoid looking at me. I still wanted her. Once wasn’t going to be enough. I could feel my cock throb back to life as I watched her moving around the apartment, her ass quivering as she pulled her jeans up and then ran a hand through her hair.

  “I thought we discussed this already. This is the safest place for you.”

  “Not when I’m risking my own sanity!” she hissed and shook her head.

  “What the fuck are you talking about, MB?” I went toward her, but she flew across the apartment to the other end. “Okay, I need you to put it in clear words for me.”

  Her eyes were burning when she looked at me now. She looked angry and frustrated and vulnerable, all at the same time.

  “Don’t you see what’s happening here, Drax? I’m falling down the rabbit hole again. Here with you. I’m…helpless against you. I can’t stop myself from wanting you and now we’ve done it again and I’ll be thinking about you for the next twelve months.”

  Her shoulders rose and fell. I watched as she spoke. The way her lips quivered with emotion. I wished I knew the right words to say, but I sucked at that.

  “At this rate, I’m never going to get over you,” she said and shook her head again.

  I clenched my jaws tightly. I didn’t know what she wanted me to say but I could sense she wanted me to respond. I’d never been good at this—knowing what to say at the right moment. It’s what always got me in trouble. What got us into fights.

  “You are free to do what you want, MB. You’re not a prisoner here,” I said in a low voice.

  Her nostrils flared. She looked disappointed. I knew I hadn’t said the right things, but I just wanted to be honest with her.

  “You don’t have to leave. You should stay the night here. Let me take care of you.”

  Her eyes glistened and slowly she started to shake her head.

  “I don’t want to put myself through that again. I don’t know if I’ll recover this time.”

  “Recover from what?” I asked.

  She looked away from me because it seemed like she couldn’t face me while she said the words.

  “Recover from losing you, Drax. What else do you think I’m talking about?”

  I closed my eyes and turned my face up to the ceiling.

  “You never lost me, MB,” I replied. “You are the only one.”

  10

  Mary-Beth

  I was shocked. Literally dumb struck.

  In all the time that I had known Drax, I never expected him to say those words. I didn’t think he had it in him. To admit his true feelings for me or anybody.

  All I could do right now was stare at him in awe.

  He came toward me and it was like my feet were glued to the ground. I knew I needed to stay strong, needed to leave. Was I really going to fall for this again? Let him sweep me off my feet?

  But I couldn’t move. He put his hands on my shoulders. His strong big hands. His grip was like steel. I wasn’t going anywhere now.

  “Did you hear what I said?” he asked. I gulped. My throat was dry.

  “I heard what you said but I don’t know if I can believe you.”

  “That you’re the only one?”

  “Things have been difficult between us.”

  “That was before I lost you. I should have fought harder for you. But now I know what life without you is like and I definitely don’t want to continue living that.”

  I stared up at him, looking into his deep dark eyes. He didn’t break his gaze. He was confident in what he was saying. Did he actually believe what he was saying?

  What did this mean?

  “Drax…I…”

  “I know this isn’t the right time to have this conversation. All you want to do is get away as far as possible from your brother and me.”

  “Never you, Drax. I don’t want to get away from you.” The words came tumbling out of me before I could stop them. My cheeks flushed. I felt embarrassed. What did I just admit?

  He clenched his jaws like he was satisfied by my admission.

  “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? W
hat 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.

  He thrust his tongue into me, pushing my pussy folds aside and his mouth was fused to that hot central core of my being. I yelped with joy. I could feel every muscle in my body contract with pleasure and then release.

  I widened my legs apart. I reached down to weave my fingers through his hair. I called out his name, but he wasn’t going to respond. He was busy!

  Over and over again, his tongue licked my pussy. Then dove in and out. But it was when he started stroking my clit with his lips that I knew it was game over. Very quickly, I felt a surge pass through me, like electricity. I cried out with joy.

  I could feel his rough stubble against my pussy. Against my swollen clit. He rubbed his mouth into my clit while his tongue explored my pussy. In and out. In and out. He was keeping time.

  I was going to come, so quickly after my first. I didn’t care. I just wanted to feel it all over again.

  I screamed his name while his tongue dove in and in and in and his lips stroked my clit hard. I moved and jerked and kept my eyes closed with pleasure. My toes were curling too. I had no control over myself anymore. I didn’t want to hold back.

  I loved this feeling coursing through my veins, taking complete possession of me. I didn’t want to feel anything else, didn’t even care what tomorrow was going to look like.

  What was I worried about? Why was I afraid?

  Nothing else mattered while Drax made me feel like this. Every day. I was a slave to his pleasure. To my body and his.

  I came in his mouth. I could feel my juices oozing, covering his lips. He moaned with delight. My pussy moved roughly against his mouth and I didn’t stop till I was totally satisfied.

  I whispered his name as he straightened up. This was amazing. I wanted to keep feeling like this over and over and over.

  He pulled down his underwear and now I could see his big cock. His arms and chest were covered in tattoos and muscle; I knew he could lift me by one arm if he wanted to. Nobody could make me feel as beautiful as Drax did.

  “I want more,” I whispered, and I wriggled up the bed. I could still feel my pussy throbbing. How many times could this man make me come in one night? I wanted to find out. I never wanted this to stop.

  He stretched over me, my full length. He was kissing me. My neck. Down my body. His chest pinned me down, and his body brushed against my erect nipples. I wrapped my legs around him so I could feel his cock against me now. So hard. So hungry.

  He weaved his fingers through mine, pulling my arms apart and then he entered me.

  I was filled with him. The weight and heaviness of him on my body was intense. I was buried underneath him, just the way I liked it. He was going to make me come again. In a matter of seconds. I would never have enough of him.

  Drax was deep inside me, thrusting into me, pumping with full strength. He reached that part of me no other man could. In and out, he was so big. I could feel the bed creaking under our weight. Slap, slap, slap. Our bodies slapped together. We bounced together.

  He wrapped his arms around me, and we sat up. He was still inside me, and I was in his lap. I weaved my fingers in his hair and held onto him tightly. He growled like a wild animal that was caged for too long. And now he was going to release himself. Fill me with his cum.

  When he released himself inside me, I could feel every inch of him. I was fulfilled. I wanted to scream and cry and make him see how much I’d missed him.

  I came too. My body shuddered with the force of my orgasm. I thought I was going to fall back but he held me tightly in his grasp.

  For the first time in a whole year, I finally felt like I belonged somewhere. Like I wasn’t just an empty body without a soul. Drax completed me and I never wanted to let go of this feeling again.

  Finally, it was over. He’d emptied himself in me and now I was full of him. I could feel his cum leaking out of my pussy as we parted. I rubbed my palm on the soft, cool bedsheets. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this relaxed. Did he know how he made me feel?

  Did he know I was going to fight to make our relationship work this time around?

  Drax got out of bed to go get us some water. We both needed hydration.

  I pulled the s
heets up around myself and stayed snuggled in bed. Across the apartment, I watched him at the kitchen sink, filling up two glasses.

  He was so fit. So muscular. It made me drool just staring at him, even though I’d just had him. I couldn’t believe we were together again. Were we, though? I wasn’t a hundred percent clear on the specifics.

  He returned to the bed with the water and we both drank in silence.

  “Drax, I want to ask you a serious question. Even though I know you’re not a big fan of serious questions.”

  He put the glass down on the bedside table and stared at me. I gulped.

  The last time we were together, every time I wanted to discuss the nitty-gritty of our relationship with him, he’d close off. He was the kind of man who wanted to go with the flow and just have fun.

  “What are we doing? Are we just together…here…right now…in bed because of Crash? Because you’re trying to keep me safe?”

  He ran a hand through his hair and let out a deep sigh.

  “I thought I made it clear to you, MB.”

  “Maybe I want to hear it again.”

  I was afraid I was walking on thin ice. I was afraid of saying the wrong thing and then falling through that ice. What if we got into another major argument? Would we end up breaking up again?

  “Okay. I am going to try being as clear and black and white as I possibly can. I want you in my bed every night. I want you to be my old’ lady. I want to come back home to you. Not this secret home, but the home we both will share out in the open. Together. Crystal?”

  My heart slammed in my chest. I wanted him to keep talking. I wanted to hear more. But Drax had already said too much. He’d said enough. This was what I wanted to hear. I nodded.

  I knew he could see the big smile spreading on my face.

  He pulled me back in his arms again.

  “I want us to try harder this time, Drax. I don’t want us to be a couple of immature idiots. I want us to solve our problems together.”