Second Chances

Chapter Three: My mate

Warning: This book will contain a lot of adult themes. It’s rated 18+ for a reason. If adult themes trigger you in any way, just click away. I also do not do slow burns, and there will be s*x, violence, and abuse. If that's not something you want to read, don’t this story is not for you. I hope that some people can enjoy my adult themes, but I will enjoy writing them if not. Toxic relationships, abuse, and violence. - Jane Doe

Looking into my mate's eyes as he held me close. I could get lost in those beautiful green eyes. The pain from my neck was light, and I was very distracted by the heat and wetness on my lower area. I knew he could smell it. I was so aroused, clinging to my mate as he licked my neck. His hands slipped into my rode, finding my breast and kneading them. I felt my n*****s become hard as he pushed my robe aside, exploring my body. His eyes looked over me, darkened as he looked over my naked form. My body was his, and his body was mine. I remember how large his member was that would go inside of me. I felt my stomach clenched, and he was so big how would that even fit. He didn’t give me much time to think before he rolled on top of pining me to bed before claiming my lips. I let out a moan as he kneaded my breast, roughly playing with my n*****s, I wanted to touch him, and I wanted him to touch me. I wrapped my hands around his neck, accepting his kiss and deepening it. He bit my lower lip, and I opened my mouth so his tongue could slip in. I moaned against his lips and closed my eyes, getting lost in his lips. He broke away, and I was left, panting, clinging to his neck.

“Do you want to keep going, little mate?” He asked, slipping his hands down my body stopping as he reached my lower stomach. I looked down, seeing his massive smooth member. He wanted to mate, I was already marked, and there was no point in putting off the mating. I was frightened of his member, but I was curious how it would feel. I looked into his beautiful eyes and knew to trust him.

“Yes,” I muttered, claiming his lips again. I bit his lips this time, slipping my tongue into his mouth as he had done to me. I explore his mouth while his hand feels lower. I spread my hips legs for him, inviting him to touch my wetness. He took this invitation touching my wetness, his fingers caressing my folds. I let out a moan, my body shaking. I felt him slip a finger in my wetness, plumping into me. I was shocked at how wonderful it felt. I wiggled under him as I felt the pressure build inside of me. He used his free hand to hold me in place as he thrust his finger deep inside me. I wonder if I like the way I feel. I had never, to my knowledge, done anything like this. This was the first time in my memory of being touched by anyone. I felt so intoxicated, getting drunk from his touch.

“You are so cute.” my mate said, breaking our kiss before claiming my n****e in his mouth, sucking it. I was so overwhelmed, my stomach felt tight, and the pressure was building inside my wetness. He pushed me to the brink, and I let out a scream as I released my juices all over his hand. I blushed and realized this man just made me c*m. I didn’t even know his name, and he was touching and playing with my most private areas. I looked at his face, and he was grinning, still touching my lower area, fingering my wetness as erotic noises filled the air. He broke away from my arms, spreading my thighs with knees before positioning his face at my wetness. I knew he could see everything, and I could see him studying my area before his face dived into p***y. His tongue started licking my folds for the first time. I felt like an electric current shot through my whole body. I moaned and tried to move my wetness away from his tongue, but he held firm. He licked my folds to his heart’s content, and I whimpered and pleaded. The pressure was so intense. A scream escaped my lips as I felt him sucking my clit. His hands reached my breasts again, pulling at my n*****s, twisting them between his fingertips. I moaned. Many unintelligible sounds were coming from me as my mate pushed me higher and higher. I felt lightheaded, drunk even. His saliva covered my p***y, mixing with my wetness. He started inserting a finger into my p***y, pumping to me again.

“Oh, God.” I cried as he sucked my clit so hard and pumped me harder, faster. I was at my limit, I screamed, wetting my mate's gorgeous face. Gushing my juices everywhere. I heard him groan against my clit. He parted my legs and kissed my inner thighs working his way up, leaving kisses along with my body. I looked into his eyes, and they were so dark, his face was wet.

“My name is Damien, my love. Next time you c*m scream it,” Damien said, kissing me, making sure that I could taste my juices. I felt drained, my head was spinning, but I wanted to keep going. I felt so empty on the inside and knew that he could make me feel full. Damien pulled away from our kiss and smiled at me.

“Do you want to keep going?” Damien asked. My stomach clenched in anticipation. My mouth watered as I looked at his huge erection. I wasn’t sure if I was a virgin, but I knew your first time was painful. This was my mate, and I wanted him at this moment.

“I’m not sure if I’m a virgin,” I said quietly, wanting to be honest with my mate. I hid my face with my hands, ashamed that he might not be my first. I felt some tears fall.

“It’s okay, virgin not. You are mine, and I want you.” Damien said, pulling my hands away from my face, kissing them.

“I want you too,” I said, smiling at him. He nodded his head, kissing me. He settled himself between my trembling legs, outer my sides, and looking deep into my eyes.

“Be gentle,” I said softly, looking at his member. Damien nodded, his eyes never leaving mine, an excited grin formed on his face. I cupped his face in my hands, and he leaned towards me. I nuzzled him, his forehead resting against mine. I could feel his large throbbing member at my entrance.

“Ready,” he whispered into my ear.

“Ready,” I answered.

“I love you, Ember.” He said, pushing inside of me swiftly but gently. I felt pain and winced. He paused, unmoving.

“Are you okay?” Damien asked anxiously. I paused for a moment, and I knew that I needed to push past the pain. It was only for this time that I would feel this pain, and it would only last for a moment, he needed to keep going, and the pain would turn into pleasure. I locked eyes with him and nodded my head. He slowly rocked his hips, pressing his lips into mine. I deepened the kiss as he slowly thrust into me. I grew to like the feeling, and my pain faded away, replaced with pleasure. I felt myself grow wet again, the feeling of pleasure starting to build inside of me. I could fill, his hard member stretching my insides.

“f**k Damien,” I muttered, causing him to grin.

“You are so f*****g tight, Ember.” Damien moaned, thrusting into me harder. I couldn’t help myself and started rocking my hips, meeting his thrust. He took as his invitation to pound into me harder. I wrapped my arms around Damien’s neck and my legs around his waist. The pleasure was so intense, and my legs were shaking. He found his mark on my neck and started sucking it while his hand roamed to my breast, attacking my n*****s, pulling and pinching them. I felt his teeth graze me, and I shivered. Then, I felt his canines enter my neck again, and it was pleasure, utter pleasure. I screamed and orgasmed, wetting his member. He released his c*m inside of me, too, filling my p***y. He kissed me with unbridled passion, moaning against my mouth. I was so happy, I had met my mate, and we had mated, he marked me as his.

“I love you too, Damien,” I said