Where He Belongs

~Fifty~

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~Kate~

Arriving home with bags and bags of real food felt amazing.

I paused for a moment as I set everything on the dining room table. Had I just referred to this place as 'home'? Was that okay? Was I being desperate? Stupid? Was this place even safe for my child and I? It was probably as safe as it got, I figured beginning to stock the barren kitchen, discreetly tossing frozen boxes of 'corn dogs'. "Hey."

I jumped seeing Axel leaning against the counter, brow raised. "Hi," I replied with an apologetic smile.

"Throwing away my food now? You let your mate in and they just throw all your shit out," sighed Axel approaching me, wrapping his arms around my body. "But it's okay because you're cute."

I huffed playfully. "Well good. You can shift yourself and go hunt us some meat."

Axel pulled back a bit, looking surprised. "Didn't you buy some?"

"Of course not!" I snorted. "It was 'processed' whatever that means, all wrapped up in plastic... It's not right how they get it either. Besides, it's not fresh."

"You expect me, an alpha, to hunt?" snorted Axel, pulling me against his chest with a chuckle. "I don't think so. I can send out some men if you insist on fresh meat but--"

"The way they get those animals are just sickening. They don't get to have lives, they're raised just to kill!"

Axel just laughed, rolling his eyes. "I know, I know. Sickening things we pack wolves do."

I huffed but fell against his chest. I couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of his muscular chest under my palms. I let them run over the firm expanse of his pecs. His smell filled my senses and I found myself leaning into him. I stood on my tip-toes, lips falling against his exposed collarbone--the best I could reach. Axel let out a small growl, the smell of arousal drifting up my nose. I couldn't help but feel a shot of lust through my body. My Mark began to tingle as Axel ran his hands over the broad of my back, down to cup my ass. I let a small moan leak from my lips as he pressed me against his body. His erection pressed into my stomach as his hand slid up to tangle in my hair, cranking my head back to expose my neck.

He stooped down a bit, attacking my neck with fever. My back arched, hands clawing at his desperately through his shirt. "Fuck," I hissed as his teeth nipped around the Mark on my shoulder.

I cupped my hand under his chin, urging him to kiss me. He complied, slamming his mouth onto mine. He growled, swinging my body up to sit on the counter, pushing his body between my legs. I wrapped my legs around his hips, holding him closer to me as I threw my arms around his shoulders, feeling his muscular shoulders beneath my fingers.

His ragged breathes roared in my ears, making my lust shoot further up. "You want me to make love to you?" he breathed in my ear. "Please, let me love you."

Words could not describe how much those words meant to me. I know him asking me permission should not have been that big of a deal but with my past, it honestly meant the world. "Yes," I breathed into his neck, feeling tears sting my eyes. "Please make love to me."

No one every had, I realized, as he lifted my body gently from the counter. I wrapped my limbs around him tightly, feeling his warmth pressed sensually against my  body. "Where you goin'?"