Page 40 of Axton
“There is when I’m wondering how many bikes we had to sell to buy that eyesore. Look, he’s waving at us, and if you look close in the windows, she has elves sitting on our bikes.” I gasped. “Christmas sized sales going on now? What the fuck?”
Belle gasped and I ignored it.
Bolton turned the motorhome into Creed’s Lake, and I nearly blew a gasket. We drove into a manmade tunnel of Christmas lights and garland, then when we pulled up to the gates, I almost jumped out and went on the warpath. She made the guard shack look like a gingerbread house and the gate had more lights and wreaths. There was even fake snow on the ground. Then the guards walked out, and my blood boiled. Bolton was laughing so hard she was crying. “What the fuck did she do to them?” I growled.
Two elves walked out of the gingerbread house with pointy ass ears, while holding their AR-15’s, and even the guard dogs were wearing reindeer antlers and little elf’s clothes. They opened the gates and gave us a wave as we drove inside.
“When that gate closes, you’re officially free of Jeremiah.” Bolton announced.
“I’m going to kill Morgan.” I growled under my breath. Those men were soldiers, not Santa’s fucking elves.
Bolton waited for the gates to close, and she shut off the engine. “Congratulations you two, and welcome to Creed’s Lake.”
“I don’t understand.” Belle said. “Those men look so angry.”
“Wouldn’t you be angry if your boss made you dress that way?” I asked.
“I might find a new job.” She said.
“Exactly my point.” I agreed. “I’m coming back there to help you out.” I unfastened my seatbelt and went to the back while Bolton stepped out of the motorhome.
The first thing I did was grab a blanket and wrap it around Belle. “They can search you inside, it’s too cold out there and you don’t have a coat. When we return from missions, we also get searched so it’s okay. Don’t be afraid of the angry elves.”
I glanced outside and saw Bolton being searched. “See, they’re just patting her down.”
“I don’t like this, Michael. They have guns.” She looked frightened. So, I did what I had to do and wrapped her in my arms. “Koty can go first, but also don’t be scared of the dog. He will sniff inside here for anything harmful.”
The side door opened, and one guard stepped in while the other checked out the outside of the motorhome.
“Welcome back, sir.” He did not look thrilled.
“Koty, give him your Identification.” I ordered as I let go of Belle to be patted down. When he was done with me, he patted down Koty.
“She won’t have any Identification, but she’s been vetted.” I said. “Fingerprints and DNA. They will need orange access badges.”
“What?” Belle asked.
“Your fine.” I told her.
The guard tried to remove her blanket, and she quickly jumped behind me. Then I remembered those nipples.
“Where is Bolton, she can do the pat down.” I was annoyed.
“I need to pat her down.” The angry elf wasn’t backing down. I looked around and Bolton was talking to the guard outside and she looked like she was freezing. Then I remembered she shut the motor home off, and it was already getting cold inside.
“I’ll do it. You’re not touching her, I’m activating DV protocol.” I spoke quicker than I thought and heard Koty make a growl type noise.
“Protocol says I’ll have to watch.”
“From behind.” I growled. There was no way in hell he was going to see what was brushing against that blouse of hers.
I turned, then turned her to face away from the guard and Koty. “I’m sorry I have to do this but it’s a strict rule.”
She gave me a nod then dropped the blanket. I knelt in front of her and searched her shoes, then patted the outside of her skirt and up her legs. “I’m not wearing anything…you know…under here.” She whispered.
I looked up and her face was bright red and mine might have been too. “I’ll be respectful.” I might have said it, but I didn’t want to mean it.
My hands ran up the outside of her skirt, being gentle with her right side. Then I started feeling the inside of her legs, thenthighs and there I was getting hard again, dammit. I reluctantly avoided her more private areas. I stood and did have to touch her ass cheeks, but it made me smile when she whimpered. “Almost done.” I looked down at her as my hands felt up her sides then her stomach. I may have gotten carried away when my thumbs caressed the outline of her breasts, and I smiled down at her and her lips parted. Jesus she was going to drive me crazy. I skipped her actual breasts then went for her underarms, shoulders then arms, and finally I decided to run my palms up her neck then clasp her face. “See, it wasn’t that bad, was it?” I winked and she looked like she was just about to melt right into me. I leaned in and brushed my lips across her cheek and her breath hitched. “It’s smooth sailing from here, you’re safe.” I whispered.
