The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 56

Zayd released her and she moved away from his mouth. “By all means…do whatever you want, angel. It’s bound to be hot if you take the initiative.”

Quinn repositioned herself, turning her back to him and slowly sliding down to gaze upon the bulge in his underwear. Her throat felt dry all of a sudden, she’d said those words without even thinking. How would she fit his c*ck in her mouth, when the one time she’d gotten down on her knees in front of Jeo she’d miserably failed not only him but herself too?

She gulped, even if she managed to take him into her mouth, would she be able to pleasure him?

An agonizing breath left her lips as she uncovered the beast; unleashing it from the material that had barely kept it hidden. It stood stiffly before her green eyes like a giant she didn’t think she could conquer, but she’d try…

For him, it seemed she’d do anything…

Her fingers wrapped around it, and her tongue licked from base to tip, following the prominent veins that ran along its length. A groan from Zayd had her gaining enough confidence to take the tip into her mouth, and she continued to gobble him up until his c*ck touched the back of her throat.

She gagged, pulling back quickly, and Zayd chuckled. “You’re not so experienced, are you?”

The fact that he noticed had her pride drooping. “No, I…I can do it.”

“I was never going to stop you, Quinn.” His hands locked around her thighs, pulling her back a bit. “Just don’t hurt yourself.”

Quinn nodded, her hand gripping him tighter when his tongue lapped gently at her wetness. “O-Okay.”

Her mouth settled over the head again, and she listened as Zayd’s voice guided her. “Just like that, angel; slowly…use your tongue and your hand too.”

She opened her mouth wider, taking in less of him than she did before, and what was left, she clumsily stroked it with her hand. Her tongue twirled around the tip, her head slowly bobbing up and down in newfound determination.

Saliva filled her mouth, sliding down his length, making it slippery; easy for her to move, and Zayd praised her with another groan. He tasted bitter and yet sweet; a taste she could barely explain, but one she knew she’d be more than willing to taste again.

Slowly, his hips jutted forward, burying his c*ck deeper down her throat. Quinn fought to keep herself from gagging, and she didn’t fail…however, tears burnt the corner of her eyes as she opened her mouth wider, giving him more space to move.

He went deeper, every thrust was a conniving way to plant himself further into her mouth, testing her limits and going past them.