The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 3

Axel's POV.

My heart thuds quickly in my chest.

I want her to touch me, too.

'No, Strawberries,' I force myself to say the words.

Grace frowns and slides off of me. She lays down next to me, on her side, facing me.

'Why not Do you not want me to' She asks and I can hear the hurt in her voice.

Shit, I've offended her.

'No! Of course, I do, but I don't want to rush you or for you to feel like you have to—'

I'm cut off when Grace boldly places her hand on my erection, right over my pajamas.

'I want to,' she says quietly.

She squeezes me through the material and the air hisses out between my teeth.

'Please, Axe Can I make you feel good to' Her voice is so sweet and innocent, whilst her hand is doing something not quite so innocent.

I curse under my breath.

How am I supposed to turn her down when she asks so nicely

'Okay,' I bite the word out.

With my confirmation, Grace eagerly pushes my pajama bottoms down. I'm not wearing any boxers and I help her kick them off, leaving me completely naked.

I've always been confident about my body. Shifters are naturally gifted in the physical department and Xaden and I work out regularly. But having my mate drag her eyes up and down my body, I'll admit, for the first time in my life, I feel a bit vulnerable.

I hope she likes what she sees.

I see the desire in Grace's eyes and relax a bit. Her gaze latches onto my cock and she stares at it for a moment.

She licks her lips subconsciously and moves closer. I lay perfectly still as she carefully wraps her hand around it. She points it upwards, turning it this way and that as she inspects it.

'Sorry,' she mumbles, never taking her eyes off my cock. 'I've never seen one before, not in person, anyway.'

'What do you think' I ask gruffly.

To be honest, I'm surprised that I can form words. Her little hand on me, touching me so gently, it's killing me.

'I like it,' she muses. 'Perhaps I should name him'

I chuckle at that. 'You can do whatever you want with it, Strawberries.'

She moves her hand up and down loosely and then looks up at me.

'What do I do'

Instead of answering, I place my hand over hers and show her. I squeeze my hand around hers, making her hold me more tightly. Then, I pump our hands, moving my foreskin up and down my cock.

Pleasure bolts through me and a shudder wrack my body. Grace smiles triumphantly.

I pull my hand back and she continues moving hers, making my thigh muscles tense and relax with each stroke.

'Fuck,' I choke out the words. 'That feels so good. Just like that, Strawberries.'

Encouraged by my praise, Grace moves her hand faster. I can feel an orgasm start to build. It's embarrassing how quickly this is going to be over.

Grace stops suddenly and I let out a shaky exhale. She looks up at me curiously.

'Can I…use my mouth'

'Fuck,' I curse. 'Grace, you have no idea how fucking hot you are.'

Her cheeks are warm at the compliment. 'I am'

'Yes,' I groan. 'When you ask me stuff like that…shit. It's so hot. Yes, use your mouth on me if you want to.'

'Tell me if I'm doing it right,' she says and then looks back at my cock with determination.

The tip of her tongue darts out to taste the drop of pre—cum oozing from the head. She seems to like the taste, because she opens her mouth and wraps her lips around the head.

I curse again and throw my head back against the pillow. Grace shifts into a more comfortable position, so that she is knelt by my side.

She opens her mouth wider and takes me deeper into her mouth. I bump the back of her throat and she quickly retreats, pulling me out. She takes a deep breath through her nose and then takes me deeply again.

As much as I want to thrust my hips and push myself further into her mouth, I hold back. I don't want to hurt her, it's her first time.

After a few tries, she gets used to the feeling of me filling her mouth. She learns to breathe through her nose and relax her throat.

'That's perfect,' I tell her softly, stroking her hair.

Grace seems happy with the comment, because she takes me deeper than before. I slide down her throat and it feels so fucking good.

'Shit, strawberries,' I moan. 'That feels so good.'

Emboldened with encouragement, Grace wraps her hand around the base of my shaft. She moves her hand and mouth at the same time, sucking and stroking me until my orgasm starts to build again.

'Fuck, you sure you've never done this before' I ask her rhetorically.

One hand fists the bed sheet whilst the other fists her hair. She doesn't stop, in fact, she gets faster.