The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 26

“Was that enough? I sure do hope it wasn’t because I’m not yet done…for being patient and understanding, I do believe I deserve a reward too…right?”

Quinn nodded as though she were in a trance, but wasn’t she? His beauty never ceased to amaze her, his charm was a gift, and it so happens that she was the one unwrapping it. “Yes…”

His arms locked around her waist, pulling her flush against him, and then he kissed her again, stealing her breath and her heart. When he pulled back, she was yet again panting; panting for more. “Can I go a little further than I did that night? I won’t go too far, I can only promise you that.”

His voice was rough and yet to her greedy ears it was as sweet as honey…and the words he spoke with such a sweet and captivating tone had slick dripping down her walls in an abundant manner.

She bit her lip, nodding to his question because if she spoke, then what would come out were incomprehensive moans.

“Are you sure? Speak, Quinn…I don’t want to do this just so you can run away again.”

Quinn bit her lip harder, closing her legs tight when her clit started to convulse in need. She hid her face against his chest; embarrassed and diffident.

“Quinn…answer me.”

Slick pooled down her thighs, the discomfort it gave, making her squirm. She unlocked her lips, keeping her face hidden as she begged. “Please…p-please just…I want this, I-I won’t run away, so please…”

She reached for the hem of his shirt, desperately trying to take it off with hands that were shaking…but Alpha Zayd grabbed them, stopping her completely. “Look at me, angel.”

“N-No…not now, please.”

“Look at me, Quinn.” His voice was more demanding this time, and Quinn could not disobey. She looked up at him, showing him her green eyes that were full of desperate tears. “Now tell me, do you want this or not?”

Quinn nodded. “I do…I-I want this more than anything.”

“Good…cause I’ve been wanting this too.” He shoved her back, and she fell against Delilah’s bed, looking up at the sex god in front of her. The shirt she was trying to take off, he pulled it over his head, showing her how ripped he was. His muscles were so thick and taut that they made Quinn’s mouth water, and her hands, the shaking limbs were begging to slide down the glistening tanned skin.

He dropped the shirt on the floor, then sinfully reached down to unbutton his pants. He took it off and his bulging third leg seemed as though it could crush her. It was protruding prominently from his black underwear, standing so stiff, so tall.