Her Safe Place

King Axel Pierce

I leaned my forearms on my knees and leaned slightly forwards. I had steepled my hands and placed them over my mouth. I watched as Layla’s chest rose with each breath. A consolation. She hadn’t sustained many injuries from the mini battle, but she had sustained injuries over the course of her imprisonment. Most had gone untreated. The doctors had said she was at no risk of infection or any succumbing to her injuries.

I was still on edge.

Layla had passed out on the way to the hospital and I hadn’t been able to leave her side. The doctors stated she was just over worked. She had gone through a lot.

Layla’s breath hitched and she blinked. I moved closer to her and took her hand. As she began to awaken, she sat up and looked around, her eyes landing on me. She gasped slightly before she threw herself into my arms.

I held onto her tightly as she began to sob. “I thought I’d never see you again,” she cried.

I tried to soothe her, but I could feel emotion prick at me. I hurried my face into her neck and breathed in her scent. My skin tingled with awareness of Layla and her every move. The mate bond sparked to life and hummed between us.

I basked in Layla’s presence. My arms tighten as I ran my nose along her neck. I stopped at where her mark was.

The scarred remains of my mark on Layla had made my wolf howl in pain. I pulled back and lifted my fingers to brush along the scarring. “What happened?” I asked.

Darcy, Daniels and Miranda hadn’t given any answers. I didn’t believe they would.

“They cut my mark to make it seem as though I was dead,” Layla replied. “They wanted to cut the mate bond.” I growled lowly and Layla ran her fingers through my hair, calming me. “They hoped they could transfer the mate bond from me to Darcy. When it failed, they wanted you to think I was dead so that Darcy could swoop in and become queen.”

My wolf growled within my mind and I held Layla a bit tighter. We both looked up as the door opened and the doctor entered.

“Good afternoon Luna, how are you feeling?” Dr. Garcia asked. My wolf howled with pride at Layla's title being used.

“I’m feeling good. Just tired.” Layla replied, leaning against my chest.

“I have looked at all your injuries. Although most were not treated, they shouldn’t cause you much discomfort or harm. You don’t have any injuries from the battle and you will be able to be released today.” Dr. Garcia said, looking over Laylas chart.

I took a deep breath before asking, “and about her mark?”

I knew the mate bond hadn’t been broken, but I didn’t want to mark Layla again in case it caused her harm.

“You should be able to mark the Luna again and the mate bond will help to heal the scarring. I would suggest doing it in same spot.”

We thanked Dr. Garcia before I stood and lifted Layla into my arms.

I walked out the hospital wing and towards our room. “How’s Alexia?” Layla asked after a moment.

“Shes good. She didn’t sustain any injuries from the battle. Georgia is looking after her right now.” I said. I placed Layla down on the bed and she leaned against the pillows.

“I was so worried she wouldn’t make it to you.” Layla said after a moment of silence. “Paul was worried he’d be caught on the way out, but I couldn’t let her stay in that cell.”

I assumed Paul must’ve been the guard who helped Layla. “She arrived safe and sound.” I said.

Layla closed her eyes before looking at me. “Will you hold me?” She asked quietly. Her voice shook and her began to water.

Moving quickly, I pulled Layla into my arms. She grabbed onto my t-shirt and held on tight. I placed gentle kisses on Layla’s forehead and whispered reassurances to her. Her grip didn’t release or loosen. It was just as well, I wasn’t sure I would've let her go.

I pulled Layla onto my lap after a moment. She had felt too far away. “Axel,” she said after a moment, “I love you.”

My heart jumped at her words after our separation. I pulled back slightly and lifted her chin to meet my eyes.

I gently kissed her and pushed all my love to her into the single kiss. One kiss seemed to prove too little. I kissed her again.

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My tongue licked hers as I seeked out permission. Permission was granted. “I love you,” I whispered between kisses.

Layla grabbed into my shoulders as my hand moved downwards. My fingers caressed over her thighs before dipping down to her knee. A sigh escaped Layla as I kissed her more fervently.

Layla dug her nails into my shoulder as I teased her. “Axel,” she breathlessly whispered out, “please.”

I couldn’t help but smirk. “So needy. Have you missed me?” I asked.

“Yes,” Layla said, moving her hips as she tried gain friction against my hand.

“Where?”

Layla seemed slightly startled by the question before she blushed.

“Here?” I asked, brushing against her folds. Layla's eyes closed and she moaned slightly.

“Yes!” She moaned.

“Here?” I moved my lips to her still covered breasts and kissed the covered area.

“Yes! I missed you there!” Layla's hips moved and they connected with my own. I growled as I pushed her hips down, holding her pussy on my cock.

Layla released a breathy moan. “Axel, stop teasing me,” she begged.

I smirked again, moving my finger to her tshirt. I pulled the material away from her body and over her hair. Her bra was next to go.

I took her breasts in my hands. “I missed these perfect tits. They seemed to be made for my hands.” Her breasts were slightly larger than when she had been taken. She was still producing milk.

“Axel,” she ground her hips again, “I need you. Inside of me now!” Her words were broken up as I let her grind on my dick.

“You want my cock? In your sweet pussy?” I asked. During the week Layla and I had sex before everything was lost, we had discovered many things about each other.

I had learned Layla got extremely turned on by dirty talk, I made sure to indulge in it regularly. “Axel,” she moaned as my hands moved down to her pants.

“I can’t fuck you with these in the way,” I said, tugging at the fabric. Layla gasped as I pulled them down and moved to her underwear. I tore the fabric away and moved my fingers to her lips. “So wet,” I mumbled. Her pussy was weeping for me, dripping onto my pants.

“Axel,” she nearly growled in frustration. She pushed me down onto the bed and moved towards my pants. “Please take your shirt off.” I smiled at her tone. Her words were anything but innocent, but her eyes shown of innocence. I unbutton it before tossing it to the side.

Layla made quick work of my pants before she straddle me. She leaned forwards and kissed me. “I missed your cock.” She said innocently. She lowered her pussy onto my erect cock. She moaned as she sat fully. “It’s so big.”

I felt her squeeze around me as she began to move her hips. My hands landed on her hips and I helped to guide her movements.

Layla threw her head back and moaned loudly. “That’s a good girl,” I said, thrusting up into her pussy. She gasped and her intimate muscles squeezed tightly. “Are you close?” I asked as Layla collapsed onto my chest from the feelings running through her body.

“Faster,” she moaned out. Smirking I snapped my hips against hers before I flipped up over. I pushed Laylas back into the mattress as all control snapped. I pounded into her.

Our skin slapped together as Layla's legs wrapped around my waist. Layla gasped and moaned as I moved inside of her.

“Axel,” she moaned.

“Are you close, baby?” I asked, licking over her neck. My eyes caught on the scarred remains of her mark. The urge to mark her hit into me forcefully. I kissed around the area and Layla’s pussy clamped onto my dick. “Do you want me to mark you?” I asked.

“Y-y-yes!” She almost shouted. I smirked against the skin of her neck before I sunk my canines into her neck.

Layla moaned as she exploded around me. Her pussy clamped hard onto my cock, causing me to reach my release. I groaned as I pushed my seed into her.

“Axel,” she moaned again. I flopped my weight onto her, feeling drained. Layla and I took a moment to catch our breath.

“I missed you,” I whispered, turning to my side and pulling Layla to my chest.

“I missed you too.” Layla replied, drawing patterns on my chest.

I heard the cries of Alexia as Georgia opened the door to her nursery. “I guess we should get up.” I said. “Alexia will want her mama.” A soft smile graced Layla’s lips.

“I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk,” Layla said, stretching out. My fingers drifted downwards.

“Really? Already sore?” My fingers played with Layla's folds as her breathing picked up. “How will you handle tonight then?”

My finger dipped into her pussy, massaging her clit. Layla squirmed, trying to get more friction.

I stopped the movement of my fingers. “Did I say you could move?” I asked. Layla’s wide eyes met mine.

“Please Axel,” she whimpered. “I don’t think I can survive with you teasing me.”

“So needy,” I chuckled before moving down her body, kissing a pathway. I stop just above her folds before placing a long kiss there.

Layla’s finger wrapped into my hair and pulled my face towards her pussy. I parted her folds before plunging in as if I were a starved man. Layla moaned and squirmed as I ate her out. I swirled around her clit before dipping into her canal.

“So beautiful,” I murmured. “Such a pretty pussy.”

“Axel, I’m so close.” Layla arched her back and pushed her head into the pillows, her legs tightening around my head.

“Come for me baby,” I said. It didn’t take long for Layla to explode on my tongue. I caressed her thigh as she regained her breathing. I moved up her body, stopping at her stomach. My fingers moved over her stretch marks. I felt sadness of the fact that I hadn’t had the joy of seeing Layla pregnant, her stomach swollen with my child.

Layla’s fingers touched mine as she grabbed my hand. I looked up to meet her gaze. I knew she understood what I was thinking.

I placed a kiss along one of her marks. “I wish I could’ve seen you pregnant.” I murmured.

“You’ll just have to be there for the next one.” Layla replied. I smirked.

“Maybe we should make that happen sooner,” I said. “I want to see you pregnant with many more babies.”

Layla laughed, “maybe we should wait until Alexia is older. We haven’t parented together.”

“Well, I already know you’ll be a great mother.” I said, matter of factly.

Layla smiled and pulled me upwards so she could lay her head on my chest. I wrapped her into my arms, holding tightly.

I could still hear Georgia in the nursery with Alexia. “Maybe we should actually get up this time,” I said, smirking.

Layla laughed silently against my chest. I sighed heavily before I pushed myself from the bed. Layla pouted slightly. “Let’s go take a shower,” I said. A small smile returned to Laylas lips.

I helped Layla stand up before whisking her into my arms. Layla laughed as she grabbed onto my neck. I couldn’t help but keep smiling as I walked with my mate towards the bathroom.