( 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 )

                 [MATURE CONTENT]

When I had regained conscious, I was laying down in Axel's bed, with the blankets pulled up over my shoulders. I leveled my breathing as I heard him walk into the room again - with any luck, Marc would come to save me from my mortification.

Dear Christ, why did I have to freak out, and knock myself out by trying to run? I would never live this down.
Nor would I ever forget the image of his monster dick out of my brain.
I wish Mr. Blackbourne was here to take me back- I don't think I had had the courage to face Axel.

"Keelan?"

Fuck. Groan and roll over, Kee. Then, with hope, he will think you fell asleep.

"I know you're awake." He rumbled; his husky voice whispering near my ear. I said nothing but close my eyes tighter and tried to calm down my heart.
"Keelan..." He warned, his hand coming to rest on my shoulder, "Hmm?" I mumbled back sleepily; would he get the hint I didn't want to talk about it?
"It was the first time you've ever seen a man's cock, wasn't it?" He asked, regret lacing his tone, "I'm sorry I scared you."

He sounded like he was beating himself up over it. "You didn't scare me. I promise." I swore quietly, keeping my eyes. "You ran into a wall and knocked yourself unconscious." Axel retorted, "So? It was a lot fucking bigger than I was expecting!" I argued, my lips drawn out in a tight line. Axel stayed silent for a moment before he started laughing.

"Hey! Why are you laughing!?" I pouted, turning around and crossing my arms. "Okay! Okay, I'm sorry." He spoke, a few amused chuckles exiting his lips as he did so.
"I've never heard that before," He grinned, and I glared at him heatedly; I was never fond of being laughed at.
I nodded and immediately climbed from the bed, crawling towards the edge, about to jump off when he grasped my ankle.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked, smirking when I tried to tug out of his grasp, cheeks blushing furiously. "I'm going to bed." I retorted, crossing my arms as I stopped fighting against him. "No can do, Darling." Axel smirked, "Marc already went to bed after checking on you, he thought it best that you stay here - to make sure you'll be fine." He explained shrugging as he laid back against his pillows, arms behind his head as he watched me.
"Seriously?" I asked, my eyes straying to his muscular arms - could this man get any more attractive?

I doubted it.

"Seriously. Now you should get some sleep." He whispered, taking off his glasses before closing his eyes.
I sighed but nodded before I snuggled back underneath the covers beside him.
I stared at the illuminating tank in the corner of the room to distract me from the gorgeous man beside me until I was able to fall asleep.

Which I did; three fucking hours later.

----------- "Doll? C'mon baby - wake up..." Marc whispered, as he trailed his fingers down my spine. I shivered, "Marc?" I mumbled, my eyes opening slowly -- catching sight of him. "Shh, come here!" He smiled and picked me up into his arms before creeping past a sleeping Axel.

"What are you doing?" I whispered, giggled as he walked down the hallway. "I missed you, Doll." He whispered, "I want to hold you in my arms while we sleep." He replied sweetly, causing my heart to thump wildly in my chest.
"You're so sweet." I giggled as I helped him open his bedroom door, before walking inside.
"Woah!" I giggled cheerfully as he gently tossed me on his bed before climbing over me. "Can I kiss you?" He whispered, eyes burning with desire.
"You don't have to ask," I whispered just before his mouth came crashing down on mine, hard and rough.

It was exactly what I needed. I gasped with pleasure as his tongue tangled with mine; teasing, tasting, and exploring.
I didn't want him to stop.

"More!" I commanded with a giggled as he pulled away, breathing heavily. The soft material of his pajama pants rubbed against my clothed thigh as he settled between my legs.
"Are you sure?" He panted as his fingers raked through his hair as he stared down my my withering form with barely contained lust.
"Yes!" I whimpered, feeling an ache between my thighs, to cure this; I clamped my legs tightly together and wiggled around--trying to get relief.

"Finally." He whispered as his shaking hands grasped my silk top and ripped it clean in half - making my eyes go wide as my lacey bra was exposed. "Marc!" I scolded, "that was my favorite pair!"

"I'll buy you another one." He told me, stripping off his shirt in one swift movement, exposing his chiseled torso to me. "Wow," I whispered, my fingers gently ghosting over his pecs.
This boy had an eight-pack. Who the hell knew?

"It's hard for me to think straight when you're looking at me like that." Marc growled before burying his face between my cleavage, licking, kissing and sucking between my breasts as he undid my bra.

I was nervous to expose a part of myself to him that I never had before. But I was too caught up in how good it felt that I no longer cared.
I kept my eyes closed as he peeled himself away from my chest, before he turned his attention to kissing and nipping my waist as my bra was pulled, exposing me to his eyes.

"You're so beautiful Kee." Marc whispered, "look at me." He commanded as I clenched my eyes closed, unwilling to meet his gaze.
"Please?" He chuckled and I swallowed hard as my nipples hardened as the cool air pricked them.
I finally opened my eyes and looked down at him as he rested his chin about my naked chest. "Don't be embarrassed, doll. Your absolutely perfect to me." He smirked as his hands came up and cupped them, "they fit perfectly in my hands." He whispered, his thumbs rubbing over my rosy nipples.
"Hmm." Was my only response as I bit my bottom lip, breathing hard as I kept eye contact with him watching as his head moved downwards, before his lips molded over my right breast.

"M-marc! Feels s-so good!" I whimpered, not even staying quiet as his hand kept my head still, to keep me from breaking eye contact.
Marc switched from one breast to the other as I felt a knot form in my lower abdomen. "Marc..." I whined loudly before grasping his hand in mine before placing it between my legs.

I needed him to touch me there.

"If you want to come, you better beg." Marc rasped, chest rising and falling frantically as his hand started rubbing my core with the palm of his hand.
"Please! Please!" I whimpered, my head jerking from side to side as I spread my legs even further apart as his hand moved faster.
"Look what you're doing to me." He groaned, grasping my hand with his free one before setting my hand on his large, hard bulge.
"Woah." I whispered as my hand gently squeezed him, my eyes widening as I felt how big he was. 
"Not yet," Marc winked, "We have plenty of time for that!" He kissed the hallow of my throat, tugging at my shorts and pulling them off.

All of me was exposed to his wandering eyes.

"Wear this." He grinned as I pouted but put on his large shirt - I think he knew how embarrassed I was about showing everything. "What's wrong?" He crooned, grinning wickedly as he observed the anger on my face.
"Why did you stop?" My bottom lip was gently bit by Marc as he moved colder before laying down, his head on the pillows.
"You will, my little doll. But, right now, I want to eat your pussy, while you sit on my face."

A/N: How was the first smut scene of Keelan? Anyways, I hope you love the chapter!