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.

to meet his lips with mine. I feel him freeze for the first three seconds before he slips his hand around my waist and deepens the kiss. I kiss him

filled with echoes of our lustful breaths and quiet moans as we kiss various parts of each other's bodies. I have no recollection of how we got to my bedroom, but we are on my bed, naked and I'm so horny, I could fuck anything that's hard enough to get inserted into my vagina. Alpha Reagan

with his eyes and I almost feel shy under 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

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. He does the same to the right breast

goes ragged as he plants soft kisses all over my thighs before going back to my pussy, but before he dives in, he glances up and his

exactly

me scream and forget my damn name while I come over and

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

sucks on my clit.

breathlessly and then his tongue is inside me. He spears me with it and the intrusion has me crying out in surprise. Alpha Regan

sounds like a sin on his lips. I have to swallow before I can speak.

you have any idea how

to my clit. My hands leave his hair and I fist the sheets and I writhe so much that he has to pin my hips in place to 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

I'm screaming.