The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate by Sumi

ASHANTI'S POV.

A combination of shock and mind spinning sensations submerge me into a complete state of oblivion as our lips move in perfect synchrony. The stunning contact of our lips is all glowing, sparking warmth. Soft. Firm lips. His lips against mine. Passionate and urgent to say something to me that he had been unable to say with words.

He smells like expensive cologne and sun and heat and ocean. His breath blends with mine so much that I can't tell where his exhale ends and where my inhale begins. Every sensation is packed with miracles and overwhelming surprise and deep commitment. He's kissing me and I'm kissing him and is feels like there's no one else in the whole world but the two of us and I never want this moment to end... but it does because his lips suddenly stop moving against mine and the warm effect, they had on mine is replaced by cold air that breezes disappointment into my heart. The entire room has gone silent. It seems even the wind is afraid to make a sound.

I'm staring at his face, the place where the sun rises, rests and shines. He's staring down at me and my lungs are failing to expand.

"Ashanti." He calls, his voice husky, his tone intimately low and a shiver moves through me, followed by a heated ache between my legs.

I don't respond because I lack the energy to do so. My thoughts are in total disarray. Letters are flying everywhere in my head and I can't string them together to make meaningful words, not to talk of sentences.

"This constant bantering we do every time we meet is killing me. Let's learn to be at ease with each other. Again." He says and squeezes me against his chest and I marvel at the power, the glory and the wonder in such a simple movement. He breathes the scent of my hair and kisses the side of my head and I feel like I'm floating.

His hold, his touch, the feeling of his body against mine is aggravating the ache between my legs.

I need him to kiss me again, this time around, whilst touching me in places that will make me moan with pleasure.

seconds before he slips his hand around my waist and deepens the kiss. I kiss him with all my

are on my bed, naked and I'm so horny, I could fuck anything that's

his intense scrutiny. "Your body..." He rasps breathlessly. "It will be the end of me, Ashanti." He says, returning to my body and settling himself between my legs. I let out a small gasp when I feel his strong and hard cock against the nape of my torso. He plants a gentle kiss on my forehead and a brief kiss on my lips and another one on the nape on my neck

with his palm. His touch sends electric sparks flying all over my body and I dig my fingers into his hair as I moan to the pleasure he's subjecting me to. He sucks on my breast like his life depends on it and I can feel an orgasm gearing up as he strokes my nipple.

His name leaves my mouth unintentionally as I raise my head to watch him do what he's about to do. My breathing goes ragged as he plants soft

exactly

make me scream and forget my damn name while

my pussy and drags the tip of tongue over my clit. Over and over again. I fall back on the bed and seal my lips to curb the loud moan gearing up in my throat from spilling out. It's too good. Desire is drugging me, molten and fluid and winding tighter and tighter through my body. My hands are in his hair, pulling him closer and lifting my hips

sucks on my clit.

so good." I whisper breathlessly and then his tongue is inside me. He spears me with it and the intrusion has me crying out in surprise. Alpha Regan withdraws a little and lifts his head to look at me with eyes that have

like a sin on his lips. I

you have any idea how

keep me from writhing too far from his tongue. He does one swirl on my clit again and my orgasm takes over me. I cry out as the orgasm rocks my entire body like a wave crashing me over strong enough to leave me breathless. It feels so good, so incredibly good and then he gives me a little bite and I lose

I'm screaming.