Page 121 of Second Chance Mates

I’m filled with a wave of assurance. I waste no time in gripping his girth. His head is thrown back in immediate pleasure. My hand begins to work up and down him as he presses his other arm against the wall, caging me between him.

Jaxon’s breathless moans are pure heaven. They’re like sweet harmonies—deep yet completely unleashed. His forehead rests back on mine. He doesn’t hold back his pleasure. It makes me realise I don’t need to be embarrassed about how loud I am because I get it. He wants to hear me like I want to hear him.

My wrist moves quicker, and I grip his cock tighter. One of his hands slides into the back of my hair, tangling my hair between his fingers. He pulls me to his lips and kisses me desperately, fiercely, devotedly.

I roll my thumb over the head of his length, and he moans into my mouth. “Oh, Ava,” he says before clamping down on my bottom lip. “Oh, fuck. That feels so good, baby. Holy shit.”

His mouth pulls away from mine, panting like he’s lost all sense of himself. I study his shattering face as I keep up the pace. I can’t take my eyes off him. The way his entire body hardens and shivers is alluring.

A few pumps later, his cum squirts across my stomach as his loud groans fill the air. I don’t stop. I don’t want to. He is a masterpiece.

He releases the grip on my head. “Oh my Goddess,” he mumbles. I smile and drop his cock. The water washes away his climax from my fingers. “Ava. Ava. Ava.”

I bite back a grin.

“Fuck…” He lowers his lips down to mine and captures them in a passionate kiss. “That felt incredible. Perfect. You are perfect.”

My eyes flutter closed as he devours my mouth. He presses his forehead into mine as we catch our breath. Water droplets roll off his nose and onto my face.

“You know, I never expect you to do anything to me because I do it to you.”

I frown and shake my head. His black gaze returns to dark blue. “I did it because I wanted to, not because you did it to me. Every moment I have with you is like I’m overwriting all the bad memories. Instead, I’m associating moments in my life with happier ones.”

Jaxon nods. “I understand,” he whispers before kissing me again.

“Sex isn’t a bad thing,” I admit. “These moments I have with you are nothing like what I’ve experienced in the past. Now, I’m choosing for myself. If I can replace the old memories with ones that make me feel in control, then I will take it.”

“Okay,” he murmurs against my lips. “I want nothing more than to be a part of your new memories, Ava.”

“I associate these moments we have with feelings of contentment and joy. I want these emotions to remain. Nothing else. Not the bad stuff,” I confess. “I want to do this more than anything because I really, really want to pleasure you and because I know I’m strong enough to accept what I truly want.”

His hands wrap around my jaw and he kisses me one last time. “Yeah. You are. My mate. My Luna. My life.”

I lean into his kiss with a smile. Those words used to trigger me, but now, I welcome them. I’m slowly accepting who this world wants me to be. A part of me believes this has always been my destiny.

40

JAXON

Amuffled cry wakes me up from my sleep. I twist beneath the sheets and open my eyes to the dark room. Ava shuffles around the bed, releasing a distressed moan from her trembling lips.

“No,” she whimpers. “No. No. No. Please. Don’t. Please. No!”

“Ava.” I take one of her hands but she bats me away.

Her eyes are firmly shut as she squirms and shakes her head aggressively. “No. Please. Leave me alone. Please. Don’t hurt me. Please.”

“Ava.”

I cup her cheek to find her skin burning beneath my palm. “No!” she yells as tears escape from her closed lids. “Get away. Get away.”

“Ava. Baby.” I attempt to pull her close to my chest, but I only make it worse.

Her eyes fly open, and she screams at the top of her lungs, fear etched onto her face. She extends her arm aggressively, which ends up knocking into my jaw, sending my lip into my teeth. Blood invades my mouth as I listen to her erratic breaths.

Ava scurries back into the headboard, eyes shot wide with terror. “He’s here,” she trembles. “He’s here. They’re here.”

“No.” I shake my head and wipe my mouth. “No one is here, Ava. No one is here. I promise.”

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