The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 35

Zayd grabbed onto Quinn’s hand, and that’s when the red in her eyes cleared to green. Her legs trembled as he pulled her forward, the anger radiating from him making her heart ache and her p*ssy drip simultaneously.

“Zayd I—”

“Shut up, Quinn!”

Quinn’s lips snapped shut immediately, tears falling down her flushed cheeks. Her emotions were all over the place. She knew he was angry, and she wanted to appease that anger, but at the same time, she was dying for him to just f*ck her.

She wanted him to strip her naked and bend her over and~

“So this is the choice you made, Quinn? I left you alone for one day and you did this?”

“I…I~”

“I said to shut up. Your heat might be a plausible excuse for you to use to get yourself out of this, but according to me, that is not an excuse. If you hadn’t wanted him, you wouldn’t have given into him.”

“I d~”

“Quinn…”

The angry way in which her name fell off his tongue had her nipples hardening and her knees weakening. She wanted him, not Jeo…she wanted him. “P-Please…I’m sorry, just…slick keeps dripping d-down my thighs…”

“For him…?”

“No…f-for you…”

Zayd chuckled humorlessly, pulling her through the double doors of the pack house. “I would’ve believed you if I didn’t witness what I did. How do you lie so naturally, Quinn? Even when you’re vulnerable.”

“No, I’m not lying.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” He pulled her up the stairs, grip tight around her wrist until he pushed her into a room…one which she knew was his.

It smelt just like him…that manly scent that could get Quinn high anywhere. The door to the room closed behind him, and Quinn stood on her shaking legs, watching as he unbuckled his belt. “Strip…and when you’re done, turn around and brace against the wall. You want to be a slut…I’ll treat you like one.”

Quinn did not hesitate, his words were harsh, but her condition was way harsher. The heat was tearing at her skin, she felt like she was in the heart of an erupting volcano, burning away but slowly.

Pulling the already ripped blouse over her head, she threw it to the floor, and then the rest of her clothes followed. She looked at him once more before moving over to the wall and bracing against it.

She heard when the belt buckle clinked as he pulled it out of his pants, and she heard his steps as he approached her.

Her body tingled all over in painful anticipation, especially when his hand ran along the curve of her back. “Arch it properly…and count to ten with me.”

Before she could question his words, she heard the belt slicing through the air and felt as it connected heavily to the skin of her bottom.