Axle's Brand (Death Chasers MC 3)

“The setup was before her,” Sledge says, casting a glance at me before looking back at her and giving her a grin. “Don’t you worry about the girls laying those boys. They’re harmless.”

I snort derisively, and Sledge winks at me over Liza’s head when I turn to look at him. She doesn’t have a clue just how dangerous Maya is, but it’s safer for her if she doesn’t know. Drex is wishing Eve hadn’t been in there now, because he doesn’t even want her to know.

The ride home is boringly uneventful, and as soon as my bike is parked, I’m heading toward my room. I don’t even bother turning around when I hear Jude call my name, because I’m taking the stairs two at a time.

Not sure why I’m worried about her not being here, but for some reason, the feeling is there, and it’s gnawing away at me unexplainably. I unlock the door, walk in, and breathe out in relief when I see her sleeping on my side of the bed.

After shutting and locking the door, I strip out of my clothes and slide into bed on her side before pulling her to me and kissing my way down her neck.

I feel it the second she wakes up and her hands slide up my back, like she’s searching for my scars and making sure the right man is on her. That leaves an uneasy feeling in my stomach, but my mind returns to the right place when her lips search out mine and kiss me like she’s been waiting for me all night.

After tossing back the covers, I shift until I’m between her legs, and smile against her mouth when I realize she’s already completely naked.

Her legs move until her knees are pressed against my sides, and her nails dig into my back like she wants me closer. My cock glides between her legs, feeling her slick and ready for me. It slides right in without any guidance, and Maya’s breath hitches as I hold back any of my own sounds.

Sinking deep inside her, I feel encased, gripped, and too damn good. It’s the first time in my life I’ve had a girl waiting in my bed when I came home, and it’s the first time I can remember never wanting to give something up.

CHAPTER 21

MAYA

After living in Axle’s little warehouse room for over a month, I’m definitely going a little stir crazy. Skating around the warehouse below only happens when the guys not in the inner circle are out on rides.

It gives me a break.

Soft lips find the back of my neck as I read the latest text from the latest takedown, and I lean back on Axle.

“Your brother is trying to figure out who’s fucking up his operation,” he murmurs against my neck, sliding his hand over my stomach and pulling me back against his chest. “Just heard about it yesterday when one of his guys came to ask Drex if he’d heard about anyone new in town.”

I stiffen. “One of Lathan’s guys came here?” I ask tensely.

“No. They sought him out at the salon when they heard he was there with Eve. You don’t just roll up at a clubhouse unless you’re invited or stupid.”

I grin at that, relaxing against him.

“What’d Drex tell him?”

He drags his lips to the other side of my neck, kissing a trail down the curve, working his way to my shoulder as he pushes my shirt out of the way.

“Told him he hadn’t heard of anyone new in town, but that Halo was ours anyway. And Lathan had no right to be operating so close. The guy lied and said he wasn’t operating out of Halo, and scrambled off, high as fuck and tweaking the entire time.”

Definitely sounds like Lathan’s people.

His lips leave me abruptly, and I almost fall backwards when he’s suddenly not there for me to lean against anymore.

He stands, fully clothed for a change, and I cock my head as he grabs a pair of my sneakers and tosses them to the bed.

“Put those on. We’re going out. You’ve been caged up in here for too long,” he says randomly.

“If Lathan’s people are sneaking around here, then—”

“Shoes on, Maya. Meet me downstairs in five.”

He turns and walks out, and I stare at the door when it shuts. I’m really not used to being bossed around, and I have no idea why I simply put my shoes on like that isn’t what just happened.

Even guys who didn’t know my identity didn’t have the balls to boss me around.

Axle is a different breed of man altogether.

Putting my phone and a credit card in my back pocket, I tell myself that it’s merely curiosity propelling me forward to find out what he’s up to instead of being dominated by him. Yep. Not one bit of submission in my body.