The Luna’s Second Chance Mate

Kaden’s POV

“Kaden…” I heard Larissa whimper as I pulled her even closer and continued to kiss her despite every fiber of my being telling me to do the opposite. My heart was torn. One part of me struggled immensely to remind me that this was the woman who had done to someone what Amaya had done to me.

But I could not help it. I could no longer resist her. I could no longer deny the fact that Larissa had a hold on me. She did things to me…things I could not put into words. She was my mate, and I was hers. It wasn’t just about that, it was something deeper, and I was done trying to convince myself otherwise.

“K-Kaden…I don’t want to do this anymore,” she whimpered again, her voice coming out in tiny whispers. “The… the back and forth. One minute you seem like you genuinely want to kiss me, a-and then the next minute you’re shoving me away like I’m…like I’m trash. It hurts, okay?!” Her voice was higher now.

“It…it hurts s-so much…you don’t understand..”

I cupped her face in my palm. “Shh,” I cooed. “I know. I know I’ve been cold and unreasonably mean to you and–”

“No! Y-You don’t get it, Kaden. Maybe this is nothing but a game to you. But to me it-it’s more than that. I don’t want to go through this…”

She choked on her tears.

Helpless, I pulled her close and pressed my forehead against her, wishing there was a way to make her feel better.

I felt her shake her head as if in resistance, and then she tried to speak through her tears, but her voice was much too muffled.

A sharp pain tore at my heart at the sight of her still tearing up, and all I felt in that moment was guilt. Cold, hard, guilt. She was hurting because of me. She had been crying because of me. But I had just been too dumb to realize, and too dense to care.

Placing my hands gently around her shoulders, I cupped her face in her hands once more and gently raised her chin to make her face me. I wanted to look her in the eyes as I spoke.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“Larissa, I know I hurt you. It was heartless and unfair to keep blowing hot and cold when it comes to…this,” I said, gesturing between our bodies. “I know I hurt you and I’m sorry. I don’t want to be the reason why you cry like this…or the reason you feel like you’re never enough.”

I pulled her even closer until our breaths were mingling in the right distance between us. “I want you, Larissa.”

She let out a small gasp, raising her head to gaze at me through tearstained eyelashes.

“I want you,” I repeated. “I have wanted you…every kiss, every touch, fuck, every time we were in close proximity. And I fought it. But I am done fighting it. I am done fighting the fact that I constantly think about you…constantly crave you..”

Her eyes glazed over, and I could feel the heat rush through my body and down my crotch.

“I want you. All of you.”

Whatever she was going to say was muffled by the motion of my lips capturing hers in a kiss. Her words melted into a gasp and she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me impossibly closer.

That did it for me.

A hungry growl escaped me and I grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her down to the bed so I was standing above her. I pulled away from the kiss and placed my tongue against her neck, taking in that powerful unholy scent that had been driving me insane from the moment we met.

It wasn’t enough.

I wanted more. I needed more.

Withdrawing myself a little, I let my fingers glide down her throat to her chest. When I hovered just above her breasts, she tensed, shivering noticeably. I was not sure if it was in excitement or revulsion so I stopped to make sure she was okay with it.

“Don’t s-stop…” I heard her light whisper in my ear. Immediately, the last shred of self control I had vanished into thin air.

My fingers traced the fabric covering her breasts and impatiently, I ripped through it. Her breasts spilled free, and for a moment, I was speechless. The only thing I was aware of was the motion of my dick hardening and stretching tightly through the fabric of my trousers.

She was beautiful. Even more than I had envisioned.

I swallowed at the sight of her creamy white mounds, round and full, complete with now swollen nipples. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” I groaned, burying my head in her chest. “Fuck.”

My dick throbbed painfully. But I held steady. Using my thumb, I stroked her exposed nipple, causing her to let out a moan that sent shocks through my body.

Fuck. If I wasn’t careful, she was going to make me release in my fucking shorts. And we had barely even started.

“You like that?” I whispered in her ear, easing backward to watch her eyes roll back in ecstasy as I stroked her nipples which were hardening under my touch.

“Y-Yes… yes.” She let out another moan, gripping tightly to my shirt and crossing her legs tightly. I thought my dick could not get any harder than it already was, but at that motion of hers, I nearly burst through my shorts.

Grabbing her neck, I pulled her to me and trapped her lips between mine in a heated kiss. And as she swooned harder into the kiss, my fingers trailed down her body, and slowly, I ripped her panties off until she was completed nude before me. I stepped back to gaze appreciatively at her form; the curve of her breasts, the grooves of her small waist that curved into wide hips. I could barely contain myself as desire tore deep into me.

“You’re so beautiful,” I said, my voice coming out in a low growl. My wolf was in a frenzy now, desire and lust pulling us both into the deep end.

She only let out a small gasp in response, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red.

“Come here.”

She obediently walked to me. Taking her small hand in mine, I pulled her hand to my crotch. At her touch, my dick jerked forward. Still holding onto her hand, I tugged at the waistband of my shorts and pulled them off.

Larissa gasped at the sight of my dick stretched to its fullest, with a sort of wonder in her eyes that drove me crazy.

When her fingers unexpectedly began to stroke my dick, I groaned in surprise. “Fuck!”

She continued to do so and when I could not take it any longer, I crashed my lips on her sucking hard on her bottom lip until she began to moan helplessly. I let my lips slide down to her earlobes, to the hollow of her neck, down to her chest, until I got to her chest. When I began to suckle on her nipple, she let out a sharp cry and shook violently, clasping her legs tighter. Her mouth fell open and she threw her head back in pleasure.

Excellent. I wanted her to squirm.

I moved on to her other nipple and suckled on it till it swelled in my mouth. And then I gradually moved down to her stomach, kissing the crevices of her hips until I reached the triangle between her legs.

I pushed her up gently on the bed, and then I pulled her legs apart. I inhaled sharply at the sight of her pussy.

She was soaking wet.

Grabbing ahold of my dick, I pressed the tip against her clit. She let out another loud moan, pushing herself forward in a frenzy.

I obliged. With one thrust, I pushed into her, only to be met with resistance. I tried again, harder this time, making her cry out.

I stopped. Perhaps there was too much friction. Using my free hand, I stroked my cock, using my precum to lubricate myself. When it was slick enough, I pushed into her once again.

This time, I penetrated successfully. She let out a sharp cry, her fingers digging into me as she squirmed underneath me. Her eyes glazed over as she threw her head back.

Gripping her ass to steady her, I began to pump into her, thrusting hard and fast until she began to shake. I threw my head back, moaning as I reveled in the wetness of her pussy; warm and dripping over my length. She was so fucking tight. So tight that my dick fit perfectly inside of her.

I increased the tempo as I pounded faster into her, and soon our moans rented the air. As I neared my release, I leaned in to kiss her neck, inhaling that perfect scent.

And then I came, my seed spilling inside her and dripping over her pussy lips.

When we finished, I fell to the bed beside her, our breaths mingling as we stared at each other. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “You’re amazing,” I whispered. “Come here.”

As she obliged, my nose twitched. A sort of metallic scent hung in the air. I frowned. That smelled like…blood.

Just as I was about to ask, my eyes travelled to the spot on the bed where Larissa had been laying. And that’s when I saw it; wide patches of blood on the white sheets.