The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 97

Quinn wrung her hands in front of her…she was nervous, this was the second time she stood up on a podium, but this time she was giving herself entirely to a different man.

She didn’t feel the shame she should…instead there was this joyful feeling that flourished around her fleetly beating heart. As she looked into Zayd’s hazel eyes which were so different from Jeo’s blue ones, she felt no lugubrious, no doubt…just a growing sense of happiness that made her feel light; like a feather.

She smiled, restraining the act of stepping even closer.

He looked so handsome, she told him a fresh cut always looked good on him, but he’d even styled his hair in a slick back undercut that suited him perfectly. His ever so dark hazel eyes were crinkling with colorful emotions tonight, and he was smiling so brightly that it seemed blinding…

His suit was tailored just for him, it was precise, etching to his skin in complete and flawless perfection. This was her first time seeing him in a full suit of white and she…it was shameless, but though he looked so hot…piece by piece, she wanted to strip him of it.

Her hands twitched into tight fists as she looked away from him. She could feel as the blood rushed to her cheeks. Her mind was drifting too far, breaching way ahead of the night.

She pursed her lips, just as the priest stepped up beside them, clearing his throat. “Since the couple is finally together, let us begin.”

The music lowered immediately, and Quinn felt like her heart was beating in her ears. She tightened her fists, just as she heard a voice in her head; Zayd’s voice. ‘Look at me…’

Her eyes darted around the crowd before finally settling on him. He smiled towards her. ‘Calm down…everything will be fine.’

Quinn nodded. ‘I know…’

‘Good, just pay attention to me.’

Quinn swallowed…if not before, then she wanted to drool all over him now. He thought she was panicking. She wasn’t. She was just trying to control the urge to step closer, to flick the jacket off his shoulders and hold him. ‘Alright…’

He didn’t say anything else, but his eyes stayed glued to hers, staring deep into her heart, deep past her soul. His gaze was dripping all over her, she felt like they were stripping her, touching her deepest secret…those eyes, those beautiful eyes.

“Today we bring Quinn Felon and Zayd Novak together; forming a bond that shall bud and bloom ~ grow and strengthen…one that will never fail nor falter ~ weaken nor perish now until forever. However, before we proceed, is there anyone in the crowd that disagrees with their union?”

The people stayed quiet, silently giving Zayd and Quinn their blessing. The priest stepped back. “With I as witness as well as the members of this pack, you may carry on. The alpha shall make the first mark and his luna shall be last.”

Zayd took one large step towards Quinn and Quinn did not waver nor fall back, He grabbed the back of her head, kissing her forehead before burying his face in the crook of her neck.

He took a deep breath, sucking up her scent, and then his teeth extracted…grating against her bare and soft skin. Quinn closed her eyes as they sunk in…the pain and the pleasure, she felt it all, shooting through her like stars. Her knees weakened; buckled, and she’d have fallen if his free hand hadn’t grasped around her waist…serving as an anchor.

Her body trembled against his, her eyes rolling back as she gripped into his white jacket, trying to pull him closer, to garner more of his warmth. His teeth slipped out of her neck, and that’s when Quinn let go of the low moan she’d been holding on to.

He pulled back and Quinn opened her eyes to stare up at him, this was it…it was time to do what she’d wanted to, to claim him; completely. Her grip on his shirt tightened as she tipped up on her toes, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

Petrichor and apricot…despite the many people around, that’s all she could smell. Her teeth extracted and for the first time since she’d known him, they sunk into his neck, tasting his blood…drinking his scent.

She could feel the bond like she’d never felt it before; something magnetic, powerful and magical flowing like blood all throughout her. They were becoming one; numerous emotions were flashing across their minds, flooding from one only to drown the other…

Love; pure and unconditional love…

Anxiousness; an urgencies to draw even nearer…

Excitement; joy that was uncontained…

And a thriving sense of peace and satisfaction. She withdrew her teeth, but didn’t pull away from him. She couldn’t, his scent was tempting her, playing with her emotions and the sudden and desperate crave that entered her was difficult to ignore.

Zayd didn’t let go of her either, not until the priest pulled them apart. The blood that dripped down Zayd’s neck, he used it to paint half of a moon on Quinn’s forehead, and he did the same with her blood.

He then grabbed their hands, entangling them. “I now pronounce you as one. This bond will not be disturbed or broken. I and the rest of the pack wish you two nothing but flourishing happiness in your ultimate step to be together. The pack will only grow under your guidance. This occurring will never be pinned as a mistake…it shall always remain valid and well-grounded. All the best…”

That was it…the end.

The crowd below roared out in joy, and Zayd grinned as he pulled her against his chest. “The party has just started, but we’re leaving. I don’t know about you, but I can’t take it anymore. I want you.”

Quinn nestled her face into his shirt. “You too…” She grumbled in response to his whispered words. “I want you too.”

Zayd didn’t wait for her to say anything more, he pulled back and grabbed her hand, leading her off the podium. His steps were rushed, he didn’t even stop to thank the people who congratulated him as he passed them.

The rush made her aware that he felt the same desperation she did…the strong crave to dwell in the comfort of his warmth…

Her steps coordinated with his as they aced to the east wing, giving in to the desire they felt. As soon as Zayd’s door closed behind them, he shoved her against it, planting his lips against hers.

The kiss was filled with urgency, he kissed her with an ardor that was unmatched…passion that she’d never experienced before. Quinn grabbed his jacket, pushing it off of him while she greedily sucked his lips.

When it fell to the floor, she started unbuttoning his white shirt with hands that moved clumsily. Zayd pulled away from the kiss, helping her to get rid of it, and then he kicked his white shoes off, and breathed against her lips. “Turn around, angel.”

Quinn acquiesced, turning around and bracing against the door. He unzipped her dress, watching as it cascaded slowly down to her feet as soon as he shoved the sleeves off her shoulders.

Beneath it, she was wearing a black lingerie two-piece set that suited her perfectly. It was made mostly of mesh material, not doing a good job at covering much of anything. More than half if not all of her ass was visible…she looked so f*cking hot.

Quinn looked back at him; diffidently. “Rachel bought this for me…she told me to wear it…with nothing else but the dress. It’s a little embarrassing, isn’t it? It’s uncomfortable, and it leaves me feeling completely naked.”

“Embarrassing?” Zayd turned her towards him, so he could view her appearance from the front. He understood what she meant, she was indeed naked…her p*ssy was peeping right through the V slit of the panties. He didn’t have to slide it aside or take it off to f*ck her…all she needed to do was spread those legs. “It’s sexy…you look so sexy. So damn hot that I’m almost speechless.”

Quinn fumbled her hands, staring up at him beneath her lashes. “As long as you say so…” She looked away from him as she bent to take off the low heels she wore, stashing it aside before kneeling on both knees in front of him.

Zayd tilted his head in confusion. “Quinn what are you~?”

“Shhh…let me do it once more. Let me worship you…”

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