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The Alpha’s Second Chance – Chapter 101

Fatigued

“I desire to see you.” He growled softly, prompting her legs to press together as heat ignited between them; that growl intensified her desire. What was her issue? What causes this man to evoke such desperation for his touch in her?

He caressed her face softly with his free hand, trailing down her neck, “Do you desire me, Stella?”He emitted a low growl. She pressed her lips together, unable to avert her gaze from his striking green eyes, desperately attempting to refrain from uttering a positive response. His fingers glided along her collarbone, then discreetly moved her blouse aside. The tips of his fingers caressed the skin above her bra, teasing her n****e through the delicate lace, eliciting a gasp as it hardened beneath his touch.

“I will demonstrate to you, Stella, the effect you have on me,” he murmured, pressing his hips firmly against hers in a grinding motion. He was exceedingly difficult. He seized her buttocks with his free hand and pressed her more forcefully against himself, his mouth capturing hers in an intense, insistent kiss that consumed hers, causing her toes to curl as he thrust against her with increasing fervour.

She found herself turned to face the wall again, her hands liberated as he grasped her skirt, pulling it upward. “Wait,” she gasped, aware that anyone could enter and observe them.

“No, I desire you.” He growled into her ear, his voice deep, eliciting a warmth between her thighs. She heard the sound of his jeans unzipping as his mouth bit her shoulder roughly. He then tugged her panties aside and thrust deeply inside her, a cry of pleasure escaping her lips as he penetrated her forcefully. His mouth remained at her ear, his hands gripping her hips. “Mine,” he growled possessively. “Always mine,” he affirmed as he repeatedly buried himself within her, pulling hard on her hips while pushing deeper until she cried out his name, thrusting back eagerly, yearning for him. “Carlos,” she gasped, attempting to pull away to turn around, desiring to touch him, to grasp his body to fulfil her own needs.

“No, you must be reprimanded first.” His hands relinquished her hips and seized her wrists, pinning them against the wall beside her face, as he thrust into her with increasing intensity, eliciting screams and climax from her, gratified by his chastisement of her body. Endured every forceful advance he directed at her, revelled in it, utterly consumed by it.

She felt her entire body forcefully pressed against the wall as he expressed his satisfaction, reaching climax, his breathing as laboured as hers was at that moment. His lips were positioned near her ear. “Stella, you shall never leave me again,” he stated brusquely. “I will emerge and penalise you if you do.”

Stella bit her lower lip and directed her gaze towards him. A portion of her was apprehensive about that statement, yet another portion was simultaneously exhilarated by it. She contemplated that if this were the punishment, she would flee once more. His lips encountered hers, tender and delicate, as he withdrew from her body, his hand entangled in her hair, gently pulling her head back.

“He fixed his brilliant green eyes on hers and growled deeply, ‘Say it, Stella.’”

She was aware of his desires for affirmation. He had previously enquired, and she had responded, gazing directly into his luminous green eyes, which appeared to radiate longing for her, and whispered, “I am yours.”

“Indeed, you are.” He snarled once more, and she sensed an increased warmth accumulating between her thighs; she fervently desired him again and was acutely aware of it. He pressed his lips against hers while rotating her to confront him again. Stella encircled his neck with her arms and reciprocated the kiss, moaning as he lifted her. “Carlos,” she gasped, aware that he would possess her once more.

“Refer to me as Oscar,” he snarled.

“Oscar,” she moaned, pressing her body against his, indifferent to their surroundings or the nature of their fetish, as a sharp stinging sensation coursed down her hips, resulting in the removal of her panties.

“Do you desire Oscar?”His voice was profoundly deep, imbued with gravel and yearning.

“Affirmative.” She sighed, expressing her desire for him.

She found herself forcefully pressed against the wall, his mouth on hers, insatiable and demanding, his hands firmly gripping her hips as he took her with fervour, thrusting in and out with such intensity that it should have been painful, yet she cried out in ecstasy. She relished it, yearning for more, even pleading for all of him. She could hear him growling and snarling as he ravaged her body, intensifying her arousal. She clawed her nails into his arms, back, and neck, unable to restrain herself or her desire for him. She was utterly desperate for this man.

Oscar screamed as he had requested her to call him during her climax, her body pressed against the wall, his hips firmly against hers. She heard him growl her name, his voice deep and gravelly. Exhausted, she rested her head on his shoulder, bewildered by how their vigorous encounter had not caused her any pain, despite the absence of gentle movements.

Stella sensed his arms encircle her as he retreated, and heard him exhale gently, “Apologies for that,” he murmured, disengaging from her form. “Do you believe you can rise for a moment?””

“Perhaps,” Stella replied candidly, uncertain of her ability to proceed. She felt her feet make contact with the ground, nearly sliding down the wall. Grasping onto him, she heard his soft chuckle and the sound of him zipping his trousers. He then lifted her in a bridal carry, stating, “Come on, let’s get you into bed.”

“I cannot possibly,” she whispered, resting her head on his chest; she lacked the energy to repeat that action.

“You require rest,” he said, his voice imbued with a smile.

Stella recognised his correctness, felt completely fatigued by him, was unaware of their destination, simply closed her eyes, and surrendered to his embrace, while another voice remarked, “So much for maintaining control.”

“Mm, it appears I am unable to restrain myself.” It was Carloss’ voice; she opened her eyes and discovered that three individuals were observing her.

The Alpha’s Second Chance

The Alpha’s Second Chance

Score 9.1
Status: Completed Type: Author: Artist: , Released: 2025 Native Language: English
At 21, Brianna rejected her Mate, Wood Ryder, after realizing he couldn’t sense their bond. Heartbroken and isolated by her pack since childhood, she fled to the human world for survival. Her wolf, Layla, weakened by years of pain, lost the ability to shift, leaving Brianna disconnected from her true self. Years later, an Alpha’s threats force her to run again, seeking safety abroad. Fate intervenes when Wood, now aware of their bond, finds her. But when he brings another woman into her store to commission a Luna Ceremony gown, Brianna believes he has moved on and flees, only to be attacked and left unconscious. She wakes, Marked by Wood, and back in his pack—the place she swore never to return. Now, Brianna must face her fears, uncover the mystery of why her bond went unnoticed, and decide if she can trust Wood to heal the past and rebuild their future. Can she accept her Mate and reclaim her destiny as Luna?

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