Page 72 of The Alpha's Second Chance Mate

Avery’s bedroom door opened right when I was turning the knob.

“Goodnight, Cole,” she said, her voice low and quiet.

A shiver ran through me, and I turned around. She was in a silky set of pajamas that didn’t leave a lot to the imagination. At the sight of her, my canines tried to extend. My inner wolf was begging to claim her.

Turning from my door, I took a step toward hers. “Goodnight, Avery.”

The closer I got to her, the more delicious she looked. My willpower was pushed to its limit. All I wanted was to pounce on her and take her right there.

“Can I kiss you goodnight?” I whispered.

“You can,” she said, her voice even softer than mine.

I leaned forward, wrapping a hand around her back and pulling her into a kiss. My fingers traced the bare skin on her back beneath the skimpy top. Heat radiated from her skin into mine, and my cock twitched, hardening as her tongue flicked across my lips. It was too much.

Pulling back, I cleared my throat. “Send me away, Avery. Tell me to go to my room. Don’t know if I can control myself.”

Avery gave me a coquettish smile, but said nothing. She turned around, leaving her door open as she walked toward her bed. A sigh seeped out of my lungs. Fifteen years. A decade and a half of dreaming of this moment, and here it was. My mate, the woman I’d never stopped loving, and she wanted me to come into her room. How could I say no?

I stepped in, closed the door behind me, and prayed that Ashton was a very deep sleeper.

17

AVERY

Cole’s hands were on me before I made it to the bed. Strong, insistent fingers glided across my shoulders and back. A breath shuddered out of me. Was I really doing this? Werewereally doing this? Yes. My entire body was crying out for him. If I looked under the shock and pain I’d experienced upon finding him on my doorstep, it had been crying out for him the moment I laid eyes on him. It was a deep, entrenched desire that had never truly gone away. It had only been muffled by time, distance, and heartache. Now we were back together, and regardless of the years in between, it was like we’d never parted.

“Are you sure?” he whispered, lips brushing my ear.

“I am. I want you, Cole.”

His hands slid around my front, across my stomach, easing their way up under my top.

“Avery,” he said, his voice trembling. “I… I don’t know if I can control myself. I want you so bad. It’s been so long. Me, my wolf, we?—”

“Shhh.” I turned to face him. “It’s okay. I want this. We both need it.” I ran my hands hungrily over his chest, a pleasant warmth pooling between my legs as my fingers rippled across the muscles of his upper body.

A low, hungry growl rumbled up from his throat, and he gazed at me in a way I remembered well. Hungry, lustful, filled with so much raw desire that it made my knees weak. Then he was upon me, his lips against mine, his tongue slipping into my mouth as I pulled him close.

His cock strained through the fabric of his boxers and pressed against me. God, I wanted him inside me, thrusting in and out, until our orgasms crashed over us. A sigh escaped my lips, drifting into his mouth.

A moment later, Cole pushed me onto the bed, my ass bouncing on the mattress, and before I could lay back, his fingers wrapped around the waistband of my pajamas. Shivering with anticipation, I lifted my hips, allowing him to pull them free. Cool air caressed my skin as I dragged my top off over my head, falling back onto the bed completely naked, legs spread for him.

He gazed down at my body with a look of awe and wonder that made me slightly self-conscious.

“Is everything okay?” I asked. My body was not at all what it had been when I was younger.

Lifting his gaze to mine, Cole grinned slightly. “You’re more beautiful than I remembered. You’re amazing, Aves.”

Before I could respond, he fell to his knees, kissing his way down my stomach, licking and grazing his teeth over me as he went. If I’d thought I was ready for what was next, I was wrong. When his tongue slid down and across my clit, my hips bucked, andI hissed a curse of pleasure. He moaned in delight as he rolled his tongue across my clit, then thrust it into me. Clutching the sheets, I pushed my hips up, grinding against his face, my eyes rolling back as he devoured me. Fingers, tight as steel bands, held my thighs apart, allowing him access to do as he pleased.

I remembered a moment like this when we were younger, camping by the lake, and I’d stared up at the stars while Cole brought me to an earth-shattering orgasm. Now I wanted the same. I wanted that connection that would come with a climax.

He released my left leg, sliding a finger inside me as he sucked on my clit.

“Oh my God,” I moaned. “It feels so good.”

Thrusting his fingers into me, he raised his head and looked up at me. “Come for me, baby.”

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