The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 95

Quinn guided his c*ck between her folds, sliding it against her clit and then fixating it at the very edge of her entrance.

Her green eyes found Zayd’s, staring deep and lustfully as she slowly slid down, burying him inch by inch inside. His eyebrows knitted and the aloof expression on his face lost its perfection as his face contoured into what Quinn was sure was pleasure…

It was gorgeous, he was gorgeous. Those hazel eyes were so dark and vulnerable…needy and desperate. His want for her was more than just visible, so clear that even the blind could see.

Quinn cupped his cheek, a whimper leaving her lips as she guided him even deeper. The stretch was painful…but this pain was the real definition of pleasure… “Zayd…”

His name was a gasp, a whisper…subtle.

He licked his lips, grabbing onto her hips. “Yes angel?”

His voice was gruff, gravelly…so deep that it tickled her ears and unraveled her in the most sensual way possible.

“It feels so good…” Her thumb glided across his bottom lip. “Your c*ck makes me feel so full, it’s so dee~”

Before she could finish, Zayd’s mouth was devouring hers; rough and sloppily. His nails were digging into her bare skin as he shoved her even further, deeper onto his c*ck…not stopping until he was completely sheathed inside her.

Quinn’s clit convulsed, the fullness, the depth, the kiss…it was driving her mad…pushing her off that cliff of control, breaking that tiny thread that had been holding her back. Her breath hitched as she slowly withdrew her hips, slamming back down onto his c*ck.

The kiss broke then and Zayd groaned out as he held her tighter. “F*ck Quinn…”

His voice had a tremor in it, coming out broken and low. It sounded as though he were straining, like he was holding back, hanging on to the same control she’d just let go of.

Her hips rocked forth and then back, and her high-pitched moans filled the room, dwelling with his harsh breaths. He leaned in to kiss her neck then her collarbone, and his hands drifted from her waist to grab ahold of her beasts.

He steered a nipple to his mouth, lapping it slowly before taking it into his warm recess; sucking and nibbling, then moving onto the next. He looked up at her after lathering both breasts with the sweet taste of his breath.

“Faster…” He begged her…with those plump, red lips that had always infatuated her. “Harder…”

Quinn acquiesced, whining her hips ~urgently, eagerly; trying to pleasure him while pleasuring herself.

For all he’d done for her, she wanted to do something for him. He could’ve been dead, and the blame would’ve fallen on her shoulder. It would’ve been tragic, mostly for her.

Losing him would’ve meant losing herself because he was the one guiding her. Every path she took, he was the one who led her towards it and the fact that she was still standing, still moving forward was definitely because she had him.

He probably didn’t know, he probably didn’t fully understand it, but he meant so much to her. Her moments with him were always moments that she wanted to last forever.

Thus why she was trying to give him the same feeling in return.

She’d never gone into a kitchen and tried to cook before, she knew she wasn’t good at it…the least she could do was catch a fire out in the woods, and roast the meat she’d hunt…

But today, she’d felt the need to; for him, and not for herself like she said, but admitting that would be embarrassing. She wanted to please him, in any and every way. She wanted to do things for him too…

Even if she couldn’t protect him as good as he could protect her, she wanted to be the one to make him happy. She didn’t want to give him a reason to leave her like Jeo had…

She just…she just wanted him for herself…

Quinn’s hips rotated, the heat burning within her stomach forcing her to move faster, to take him deeper. Zayd moaned against the mark on her neck. “I’m close…”

Hearing the ecstasy in his voice had Quinn’s walls dripping even more slick, wetting his length, dripping down to his balls. Her legs were shaking now, trembling from the immense pleasure that burnt all throughout her.

A cry left her lips when he gripped her ass cheeks, controlling her movements; regulating them. Fast and then slow…deep and then shallow. She was high already, feeling the best she’d ever felt in her life.

Every time they made love, it felt better and better…she kept thinking that there couldn’t be a moment better than their last, but he always managed to surprise her.

The length of his c*ck, the thickness of it...was true perfection. She knew now that it was designed for nobody other than her. The heat of his kisses, the tingles that drifted from his touch…

It was all to die for…everything he did astonished and excited both her mind and her body…he truly was a god…one that only she could serve.

Quinn’s hand reached up to grab beneath his chin, lifting his face so she could see it. The pleasure in his eyes was almost tangible…she could see it, but it also felt as though she could feel it. “Does it feel good?” She breathed out.

A question that he didn’t even need to answer.

Zayd nodded, sinking his nails into the soft yet firm skin of her bum as he lifted her, slamming her back down against him. She threw her head back…the cry from her lips was silent and yet so f*cking loud.

When his hands let go of her, she started to ride him herself again; f*cking him so fast, taking him so damn deep. His hand reached around her neck, grabbing tight and forcing her to look at him. “You’re a f*cking devil…” He told her.

His other hand reached between her thighs, two of his fingers caressing her clit. Quinn felt like she couldn’t breathe, and it wasn’t just because he was holding her neck…this was all…it was too f*cking much.

She was so close to exploding…to letting go, to ascend from this place to an even higher height, and when he loosened her neck and his tongue lapped greedily at her mark, she could not hold back.

A scream descended the depths of her throat as she came, and it echoed out even louder when his teeth sunk into her mark, claiming her as his once again.

Her body shook against his, and when her hips stopped moving, Zayd started to move his, taking her even higher. Tears burst from the corners of her eyes and then from that place that withheld all her desires; soaking Zayd’s legs and the sheets beneath them.

It felt so good…goddess, she’d never felt this good in her entire life…it was intense, even more so when she felt his cum gushing against her walls, filling her to the very brim…

He pulled his c*ck out of her and then his teeth, laying her back on the bed and situating himself over her. She was lost, still trapped in cloud nine with legs that were still shaking.

“F*ck! You’re so sexy…” He lapped the blood on her neck and then grasped beneath her knees, forcing her legs back…leaving her wide and open for him to see.

His c*ck probed her entrance ~still hard, still thick and long~ and then he slammed into her…so hard that she was coming again…squirting on his c*ck, on her thighs…on the bed.

Her hand weakly reached for his chest, pushing him back with little to no strength. “Zayd please…f*ck, please Zayd…”

He slammed into her again, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. God dammit…! F*ck…

Her nails scraped against the skin of his chest, leaving marks that showcased just deep and lost in pleasure she was. “W-When…?” She asked him, and he gyrated his hips, thrusting deeper. “When what, my little bundle of flames?”

Quinn looked up at him through her blurry eyes. “When is the ceremony? When will I be able to mark you as mine too?”

“Soon," he told her… "I’ll make sure of it.”

“Tomorrow night…?” She pulled him closer, so elevated and desperate. “I want to claim you…I want to own you…”

Zayd’s chest rumbled with a growl. “Goddess you’re sexy; your voice, your face, your body. Hearing you speak so freely…hearing you say something like that…” He situated his forehead against hers. “It makes me know just how much you want me…just how much you’ve been holding back. You should be this honest more often, tell me how you really feel and what you really want…I’ll undoubtedly give it to you.”

He planted his lips against hers, and then he pulled back, allowing her to catch her breath before speaking again. “Yes, little red…I’ll make sure that the ceremony is held tomorrow night…I’ll let you mark me, and then I’ll allow you to claim me in any way you want.”

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