The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 111

JAKE’S SPIN OFF

The story follows the love story of Alpha Jake and Omega Delilah, who is the sister of the main character, Quinn, from books 1 and 2.

Jake looked towards the serpent in his office; the f*cking b*tch who’d screwed him over. Last night’s fight f*cked him up pretty bad.

Because of her stupidity, his name was a mockery now, if it went down in history like this, the future generation would laugh every time they heard it. But that was understandable, he was a f*cking embarrassment, who still couldn’t comprehend how and why he’d lost. He had the upper-hand, Quinn had been in his possession, and Zayd had been poisoned by one of the deadliest creatures to ever exist.

He understood now that the poison could only last for three minutes if it was inflicted by a spell and not originally by the caster…but he doubted it’d been three minutes and Zayd; that…that f*cking donkey still had enough strength to get up and fight.

Jake slammed his hand against the desk, groaning when the action f*cked with his wounds. “Serpent…” He then called.

“My name is River. I’m a snake, but you don’t see me calling you a wolf just because you’re one, do you?”

“It doesn’t matter, you proved to be a snake whether or not you were one. Why didn’t you tell me that before the battle?”

“What? That the poison would only last for three minutes? Perhaps if you asked, I’d tell you.”

“Don’t get smart with me, watch your mouth, I can still wipe out your whole f*cking clan if I want to…it doesn’t matter if I won or I lost, I can still do whatever the f*ck I want.”

“You promised…you said if I helped you win, you’d leave my people alone. I did my part, if you’d done yours and killed him when you could instead of showing off, he wouldn’t have f*cked you up.”

Jake’s eyes narrowed at her. “I said to watch your mouth, serpen~!”

“No, you should watch yours! My clan is trying to recuperate, to f*cking grow after your people almost killed us all off, and now you want to do it again? Let me tell you this wolf…Joke…Jake or whatever. I helped you, don’t f*ck around with my people anymore. They’ve had enough of your kind.”

“We’ll see what I do. I can kill your little snakes off if it pleases me.”

“Try it, we might be vulnerable in the day because there’s no moonlight, but remember that even in the day we’re still f*cking venomous.”

With that, she twisted towards the door, but his gamma Garth blocked her path. “Move…!”

She yelled at him.

He looked towards Jake for orders, and Jake gestured towards her. “Just let her go…I’m done talking to her anyway.”

He moved, and when she walked out, Jake sighed. “Garth, get me Beatrice…no, not Beatrice, get me Delilah; the slave in the dungeon.”

His head was hot…he needed something to cool it down.

“I’ll bring her here immediately.” He stepped out of the room and when he came back just minutes later, he was hauling Delilah with him. She was resisting, just as he thought she would, and seeing it had a little excitement glowing in his heart.

Garth threw her against the floor, and she glared up at him. “Why don’t you just kill me?”

“And why would I do that?” Jake nodded towards his beta, a motion that meant he should leave, and he did, leaving Jake with the pretty omega on the floor.

Dark circles had caved her eyes, and her lips were cracked and dry. The pink dress she wore was torn from the last time he’d held her down and f*cked her. He thought she’d be broken by now, but she still had immense hate for him in her eyes.

He knew if she could kill him, she would, but if she killed him, she’d die too. “Come here…”

She didn’t move, instead her eyes filled with tears that dripped down those dirt-stained cheeks. “No…I do-don’t want to.”

“Why not? Are you not aware of the fact that we are mates? That you belong to me even if you don’t want to.”

“Reject me…send me back to him…p-please.”

“Alright…let’s make a deal. If you can make me come by sucking my c*ck, I’ll send you back…I’ll even let you keep that thing in your stomach.”

Delilah’s eyes widened with hope, and she scrambled her way around his desk, stopping on her knees and hands in front of him. Jake smirked. “Look how eager you are…at least this time you’ll willingly open your mouth without me having to do it for you. Come closer, bunny…dig up your carrot.”

Delilah’s hands shook as she reached for his pants, shakily unbuttoning it. Her eyes drifted up towards the smirk on his lips. She wasn’t sure if she could trust him, he was a man who knew no morals. He fed off her fear and sometimes drank her tears. He liked it when she cried, when she surrendered…

He was a narcissist, he cared not about her pain, no, he only cared about his pleasure. He’d ruined her enough, she wanted to leave and to never see this man again.

He’d done unspeakable things to her, things she’d never dreamt of doing; bent her into positions that were unknown to her and had many times beaten her to sickness…only to f*ck her right after.

She was scared of him…this man that the moon goddess had fated to her. Was it karma? For all she’d done to Quinn…was this her karma?

Delilah uncovered his c*ck from beneath his underwear…whether this was karma or not? She’d escape it, even if she had to fall to her knees to do it.

Her lips slipped apart, and it slowly probed between them; big and hard to swallow…thick and veiny; just like Jeo’s, but a few inches longer and even a little bit thicker.

She sucked past the head, taking in what she could before bobbing her head back up. She’d never sucked Jeo off…but Jake had forced her down on her knees once already. She was bad at it…she’d never pleasured him to the point where he came, but right now ~with the risk of her freedom~ she had to do better.

Her tongue flicked over the tip, and then she licked down its length, staring deep into his obsidian eyes, trying but failing to see an emotion that marked pleasure.

He was still smirking, those plump, red lips seeming so kissable and yet not. His scent was mesmerizing too, but his actions were not. She had to admit it, because of the bond they shared, she was drawn to him.

His face was a beauty; flawless, unique and godly…he seemed like somebody who might’ve stepped out of heaven only to give her hell. A man as handsome as him wasn’t supposed to be this evil…

“Bunny…” His hand fell atop of her head. “Take me deeper…all the way in.”

Delilah nodded, opening up her mouth wider and directing his c*ck down her throat. She gagged even before she could take him half-way in, and when she tried to pull back, he held her head down. “I said to take me all the way in, Delilah.”

Delilah’s eyes water when he shoved his c*ck deeper, so deep that it hurt. “That's more like it.” He gripped her hair, using it to take control of her movements. “Since you seem inexperienced, I’ll help you to pleasure me.”

He pulled her head up, and then stuffed his c*ck back down her throat. She could feel as her mouth salivated, wetting his length enough to have it dripping onto his pants. He pulled her off his c*ck and Delilah sucked in an immense amount of air. “Now play with my balls…then lick from there all the way to the tip.”

Delilah glared up at him, wiping her mouth. “What? I’m only trying to help you, bunny…” His hand that had been in her hair reached beneath her chin, caressing the soft skin. “Don’t you want my help? Don’t you want to go back to your worthless alpha?”

Delilah swallowed her pride as she nodded, licking from his balls to the head of his c*ck just like he said. “Now, take it into your mouth and use your tongue…that’s the only way it’ll feel good.”

She acquiesced, taking only a half of him into her mouth before bobbing her back up. She saw it now, a glitter of lust, of pleasure in his eyes as he bit his lip. “Do that again, baby…”

His balls twitched when her tongue sloppily circled the head of his c*ck, and then inch by inch she took him into her mouth again, gobbling him up as though he were something sweet. It was beautiful, watching how such a small mouth spread so wide just to accommodate him. The tears that streamed down her face were just as pretty as the hate in those brown.

F*ck it felt good…her mouth was so warm and wet and tingly…he’d never felt this good from just a blowjob before, but right now, he was merely seconds away from coming.

She was sucking him hard and desperately…she wanted to take his f*cking soul, didn’t she?

Jake groaned as he grabbed onto her hair, holding her head down as his come splattered in her mouth; in her throat. She coughed, but he would not pull out until she swallowed.

His c*ck slipped out of her mouth when she did, and she looked at him hopefully then. “I did it…I did it, now please let me go…”

He laughed. “You really believed I would? Whether you’re pregnant for him or not, you belong to me. You’re going to be staying here in my dungeon until I’m tired of you…” He zipped his pants. “Oh, and I might've forgotten to tell you…you won’t be pregnant for long…I already asked the pack doctor to prepare something that can kill it.”

“No…please, I beg of you. I-I want to go back. I don’t want to be with you, and I...I want my baby, please…"

“Oh, I know…but I don’t care. Garth…” Garth rushed in and Jake gestured towards Delilah. “Take her back.”

Garth nodded, grabbing her up despite her struggle to stay, and hauling her out the door. He’d wanted to f*ck her, he’d been dying to, but he was in no condition to f*ck anybody, which was why he only settled for a blowjob.

His wounds restricted his movements greatly, and though he was angry about it…angry about his lost…angry at Zayd…she’d managed to ease his mind a little. Her presence here was bright…he liked her scent, but hated the fact that she was tainted with his mark and his baby…

But tonight…he’d get rid of it all tonight.

He didn't care if he wanted her...because he didn't. She was weak, an omega, a pathetic little slut...but she was his...

His weak and fragile beauty...

His omega...

His slut...

His...!

She was his little bunny and she'd be his until he decided to take her life himself! But for now, he had a lot more things to think about...

His reputation that Zayd had ruined...

The alpha king position...

And the venomoons who'd just turned against him...

Ah f*ck...he was f*cked...!