THE LYCAN KING’S SECOND CHANCE MATE novel Chapter 140

Chapter 0140 

REAGAN’S POV. 

I stare down at Ashanti, revelling in her pink–stained cheeks, her parted lips and panting breaths, her full, lush breasts. 

Her body quivers in the aftermath of her climax. 

She is radiant. 

My mate, my queen, lost in the pleasure I have provided. 

I run the tips of my tongue across my lips. Her essence lingers there, ambrosial and alluring, ensuring that my hunger will never be sated. I will spend eternity craving more, more, more. 

But another need is stronger still. 

It flows through my veins like fire, pumped by the blazing heart in my chest. It reverberates through my entire being, body, mind, and soul, devouring me, compelling me. A feeling I’ve been trying to fight since the first day she set foot into my room, but not anymore. 

I have to claim her. 

Make her mine. 

The heated gleam in her half–lidded eyes holds the same desire. 

She wants me. She wants to be mine. 

She flattens her palms on my chest, and I groan as she smoothes them down my abdomen to my waistline where she boldly cups my cock. I hiss through my teeth and shudder at the overwhelming pleasure. 

With a coy smile, she says, 

“You’re so big!” I chuckle, and something swells in my chest… something warm and rich that has nothing to do with the flames of my desire. She’s my Ashanti. My teasing, playful, brave, stubborn mate. She who has brought light and laughter into my world again. 

When had I last found a reason to laugh, to smile? When had I last known joy or light-. heartedness? 

But now that she is here, I will take all the joy I can. 

“You’re right. You need to brace yourself for what’s about to hit you.” She giggles shyly. Her touch is like a branding iron, scorching but sweet. 

“Oh…” She tightens her grip and brushes my ridges with her thumb. “These… these will feel very nice.” 

“Ashanti,” “I growl. My muscles tense, and my cock twitches. That slight change of pressure, that little stroke, and I am already on the verge of exploding. Her eyes meet mine, and she smiles. She wraps her fingers fully around my shaft and pumps her hand. I grit my teeth and curl my fingers, puncturing the bedding. Tingles course just beneath my skin, and the ache in my groin deepens as liquid seeps from my cock. 

+15 BONKUS 

Ashanti swipes her thumb over the tip, gathering my liquid, and spreads it along my shaft with another pump of her hand. She presses her lips lightly against my shoulder. 

“Is that a yes?” 

Succumbing to such pleasure, such bliss, should be easy. It would require no thought. All I have to do is feel. 

But I don’t want this to end. 

I catch her wrist, drawing her hand away from my cock. The last brush of her skin over mine nearly undos me; I clench my jaw and hold back the tide, refusing to give in. 

I guide her hand over her head, press it onto the bed, and lace my fingers with hers. 

“Nice is far too inadequate a word. I want more.” I shift until the head of my shaft aligns with the enticing heat of her pussy. “I want all of you.” Flexing my hips, I crown her entrance and attempt to slowly push into her, but her sharp scream makes me stop.