Chapter 8. My Core Felt Like Molten Lava

ROSETTE

Axel lifted me like I weighed nothing, threw me on his shoulder, and marched into the house.

“I can walk, you know!” I grumbled, struggling even though that slutty part of me found it so attractive how he could carry me without even breaking a sweat.

“Uh-huh,” Axel said, spanking my ass.

I went still, my eyes widening. He… he just spanked my ass. I… liked that. I liked that very much.

“There’s a good girl.” My face went red, heat pooling in my lower belly. Fuck, the way he said that… What the hell was going on with me?!

We got inside the house, and Axel threw me into the nearest chair he saw. I landed on the chair, wincing when my back protested against it.

Axel went still, his eyes widening as he towered over me. “S-shit.” He knelt in front of me, his hands hovering over me like he wanted to touch me but was thinking against it. “Did I hurt you?”

“Uhm…” I stared at him, confused. How could he go from horny to caring in a matte