The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 143

He reached for the waistband of her drawers. “I never planned to take it this far, but holding back is much harder than I thought. Food is what should be served on a table, but why is that you look more perfect laying there? Why is that I want to f*cking taste you?”

Delilah’s eyes widened at his words, his voice was deep, deeper than it’d ever been, and his eyes looked so different too; lost in the throes of lust, out of control.

That should’ve been alarming, but it somehow it made her clit convulse in the same lust he was lost in. Her head hung over the table as he slipped her panties off her. She felt colder now; bare, and a little self-conscious in front of him.

She’d close her legs, but she didn’t want to do that…her nakedness made her self-conscious, but the fact that he was looking turned her on even more. She was…something was definitely wrong with her.

Even after Jeovanni marked her, she’d never felt this sexually attracted to him, was this what intimacy felt like between mates? When it was consensual…when they both wanted it…

“Jake you…this is…” Her breath hitched when she felt him kiss the inner-section of her thigh.

“Hmm…?” He answered as he kissed even lower. “You don’t want me to? If that’s the case, tell me to stop…I’ll try my best to…no, I definitely will stop.”

Delilah pursed her lips, using her silence to give him approval and Jake seem to be aware of it. His hands grabbed ahold of her thighs, pulling her towards his end of the table and giving her head a place to lay. “Well, if that’s your answer…”

By now, she could feel his hot breath against her as he spoke, fanning her folds and the bud between them…and then she felt it…his hot tongue physically tasting her like he wanted to.

He lapped from her entrance to her clit, tongue flittering over the sensitive flesh before he took it into his mouth. The lips she’d pursed pulled apart as she uncontrollably moaned out his name, the sound audible, just above the rain…and she knew he heard it.

This experience was new to her…she’d only slept with two persons since she became of age, and Jeo ~her first~ didn’t care enough about her pleasure to do anything like this to her…and before now, Jake…Jake had been a beast, a monster who’d only care about himself.

His touch had made her sick back then, his scent too…but right now, his scent and his touch were feeding life into her. The way his lips moved as well as the sinful way in which his tongue played with her…it was as if he really was hungry; for her…

He was eating her up as though she was his dinner and it felt so good. She could feel as the heat within her rise to a higher point, burning her up in the most satisfying way possible. Her moans were unruly, spilling off her tongue no matter how much she tried to hold them in…and her legs…they were shaking; trembling against his hold on them.

Her nipples were hard, thirsty for his touch…and her toes curled every time his tongue circled her entrance. This felt surreal, the sparks she felt were definitely out of this world, and the pleasure his lips granted her traveled from her p*ssy straight to her brain. It was driving her crazy…

Her hands gripped at the sides of the table when his teeth loosely grasped her clit, gently pulling it back into his mouth...and that was…it made her stomach twist in satisfaction she’d never felt before. “J-Jake…f*ck…”

He didn’t stop to answer her, no matter how many times she cried his name, he continued to pleasure her relentlessly until she was arched off the table, shaking like a leaf. His name flooded off her tongue and slick down her walls as she breached the peak of ecstasy, flying high on cloud nine…and only when she came down, he pulled back.

He lifted his head from between her thighs, looking down at her breathless form, and a prideful smile graced his lips as he licked them because of it. “Pretty…” He complimented. “Did it feel good?”

“I…it felt…” Before she could gather herself enough to answer him, she felt two of his fingers probing against her entrance. “It must’ve felt good, you came so beautifully. However, I want you to come again, but this time, I want to be able to see your face while I bring you to the edge.”

Delilah’s lips slid between her teeth as he forced his fingers into her, the feel of them gliding against her walls felt so new and unfamiliar for some reason. She felt oversensitive too, she’d just came and yet he was…he was tantalizing her again. “Jake please…I~”

“Can you do that for me, Delilah? Can you come again for me?”

At the sound of his voice and the words he’d said, more slick pooled down her walls, soaking his fingers, dripping down them.

“Hmm…?” He rammed them deeper, and the sudden motion had her crying out words that were incoherent. “Talk to me…I don’t understand.”

When he spread his fingers, using them to stretch her walls, her shaking legs drifted shut, her head sliding back against the table. It felt so f*cking good…! “F*ck…f*ck…goddess!” She reopened her legs just enough to grab at his hand with both of hers, barely able to breathe. “Please…this is t-too good…I c-can’t…”

Jake tilted his head, staring down at her with those eyes that held no mercy. He sighed, gesturing towards her quivering form. “Come here…kiss me.”

Delilah pushed herself off the table as she sat up, still holding tight to his hand to stop it from moving. Her cheeks were flushed and her vision of him was a bit blurry due to the waters of pleasure that had filled them.

She searched for his lips, then leant towards them, kissing him slowly. He kissed back, free hand grasping the back of her head as he deepened the kiss and fastened its pace.

And then he pulled back and looked at her with mind-numbing desire bright in his dark eyes. “Are you ready to let me go now? I want to make you feel good again…I want to make you feel pleasure that nobody else has and can give to you. Please…? Just one more time, can I make you come for me one more time tonight.”

The fact that his fingers were already inside of her and he was still asking for permission was just…hadn’t she already given it to him?

And the fact that he cared so much about her pleasure had her becoming curious about his. She knew he was hard, she’d felt it back when she was sitting in his lap; the blatant bulge that had been pressing against her bum…

So why…why was his main focus only about her?

“Delilah…?”

Delilah swallowed, her head falling against his chest as she slowly nodded in approval to his previous question. “Yeah, but Jake…? What ab-about you? D-Don’t you want to feel good too?”

“Don’t mind me, we’re going at your pace.”

“I might be selfish, but not to that extent.” She raised her head to look up at him. “I kind of want to see it too.”

“See what?

“Your face while you’re being pushed over the edge.”

His eyes widened a bit, as though her words had taken him by surprise. “Why would you…? That’s…” He took a deep breath, as though he was trying to calm himself down. “Do whatever you want, I belong to you anyway…so if you want to see it, you can.”

Deliah finally let go of his hand that was nestled between her thighs, and hers started to shake as she reached for the button on his pants. She opened it clumsily, then tugged the zip down…all the while staring at his face that was a blazing red.

The animalistic look in his eyes was gone, and now a certain awareness replaced it; a look that showcased his desperation as well as his reluctance to push her too far. He was holding back…for her, an alpha was trying to keep himself and his desires under control.

And somehow, she found that admirable.

Slowly, her shaking hand dipped into his underwear, gripping his c*ck. It was indeed hard…and wet; as though it’d already spilled pre-cum. A groan left his lips right before he bit them, the sound making Delilah squirm against his unmoving finger.

She took his c*ck out, and it felt so heavy in her hands…so big and lengthy. “Together…?” She asked him. “Why don’t we do it together?”

Jake didn’t answer, instead he needily planted his lips against hers, kissing her just as he started to move his fingers again. His strokes were slow and bold and Delilah pulled away from the kiss, to breathe…to moan.

His forehead stayed against her, so she could feel as he nodded his head. “Together.”

Despite lost in pleasure herself, Delilah gripped his c*ck tighter, stroking it in sync with his trust…

That night, they’d both been too lost to know when exactly the rain stopped falling. But after pushing each other to the edge and drinking in their reaction to it, they’d opened their eyes to everything they were closed to and not just each other.

The rain wasn’t falling anymore…

And they weren’t behind closed doors but in the most open space on the pack lands. It was surprising what desperation could do to people…especially to Delilah.

Nevertheless, they’d walked back along the rosy path he created hand in hand, both acknowledging and accepting the big step they’d taken towards each other.