Page 122 of The Alpha's Second Chance Mate

Strong fingers clasped my thighs and pulled my legs apart. Pleasure pulsed up from my clit as his tongue flicked over the sensitive flesh. As he fucked me with his mouth, I struggled to drag my shirt and bra off, stopping every few seconds to moan in delight at some other movement of his mouth.

Finally free, I lay back, looking down and watching him. Cole glanced up as he sucked on my clit, looking into my eyes. He let out a deep, rumbling moan that vibrated through my entire pussy, and my mouth dropped open, a gasp sucking into my lungs. It felt so fucking good. Reaching down, I ran my fingers over my nipples, circling, grazing, and gently pinching them as I enjoyed the sight of his mouth on me. Heat and waves of pleasure crisscrossed my body, becoming more powerful by the second.

Cole released one of my thighs, and an instant later, I felt the sweet stretch as two fingers slipped inside me. Gritting my teeth, I wrapped my legs around his head, pulling him closer. A sharp, intense orgasm built deep within me. As he swirled his tongue around my clit and thrust his fingers into me, it grew stronger and stronger.

Reaching down, I dug my fingers into the sheets, clutching them tightly, my thoughts breaking apart into a fractal pattern of chaos as my orgasm rushed forward and crashed over me like a wave of warm water. It was amazing and made me feel a little delirious.

“Shit,” I cursed, gasping for breath.

Cole rose onto his hands and knees, moving up my body and dropping kisses onto my stomach along the way. After flicking his tongue over my throat, he looked into my eyes.

“Are you ready?”

Still reeling from the first orgasm, I looked at him dumbly. “Huh?”

I cried out as the full length of his cock filled me, stretching me. I convulsed as another orgasm shuddered through me. Cole stayed still, not moving an inch as he watched the expression on my face. His pubic bone rested against my sensitive clit, the pressure sending spastic shocks through me, making it hard to think.

I dug my fingers into his shoulders, clenched my teeth, and looked into his eyes.

“Fuck me,” I hissed.

I didn’t want to make love, didn’t want slow and sweet. No, after everything, I was angry, full of rage and a sense of loss. This was not the time to be gentle. Ineededhim to fuck me, and to fuck me hard. If there was any way to get my mind off what happened, that was it.

A smile flashed across Cole’s lips. “Are you sure?”

In answer, I lifted my hips, driving his cock even deeper into my pussy. He grunted in surprise, his smile widening.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” Cole said.

“Give it to me,” I whispered, surprising myself with the demand.

Cole moaned, then pulled nearly all the way out of me before slamming back into me. My eyes rolled back, and my nails bit into his skin, urging him to go faster. The bed creaked as Cole rode me, sweat slicking his chest, and the room echoed with the slapping sound of skin on skin as he thrust into me.

“You feel so good,” he moaned, nuzzling my cheek.

Before I could respond, he sat up and raised my feet until my legs were resting on his shoulders. He hugged my legs and pulled me toward him as he rammed into me. The new angle sent his cock hammering into my G-spot, and I cried out in bliss as pleasure cascaded over me like rain.

“I’m gonna come,” Cole said through gritted teeth, moving his hips feverishly.

“Don’t stop,” I moaned as I felt another orgasm approaching. “God, don’t stop.”

He grunted but moved even faster, my breasts bouncing with each thrust. I moved my free hand down my body and rubbedmy clit, sending my pleasure to another, almost inconceivable level.

“Fuck! Oh, fuck,yes,” Cole cried.

His cock twitched, pulsed, and spasmed inside me. A grin spread across my lips as a sweet and warm climax shook me to my core, sending ripples of ecstasy through me as his thrusts became slow, languid, and deep while he rode out his own orgasm. A moment later, he collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily, and I wrapped my arms around him.

We barely even had the energy to get cleaned up before we fell back into bed and passed out. My sleep was blessedly free of dreams. I’d gotten what I wanted—one night of forgetting. It was what Cole and I both needed. But would it be enough to get us through?

Abuzzing sound ripped me from sleep the next morning. My phone. I slid out of bed and scrambled around the bedroom, looking for it. Finally finding it in my discarded jeans, I tugged it out and answered, keeping my voice low to let Cole sleep.

“Hello?”

“Avery? It’s Langston. Just landed at the airport with Zayde and Porter. Zayde’s renting us a car. We should be at your place in an hour or so.”

Despite the danger and the lack of a really good plan, knowing that reinforcements—reinforcements IknewI could trust—were on the way made me feel better about everything. Sighing, I glanced over my shoulder at Cole, who was snoring gently.

“Okay,” I said. “Do you have the address I texted you?”

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