An Unwanted Second Chance (JB Tirado) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Riley woke to the feeling of Kent’s hand skimming along her side. She was lying on her side, facing him as he slowly dragged his hand up and down her body. She stretched and smiled at him.

“Good morning,” she whispered.

“Good morning,” he murmured, running his hand down her side again, leaving a trail of sparks in his wake.

She reached out and traced her fingers up his chest to his collarbone, her touch lingering on his marking

spot.

“What happened to your mark?” she asked. “The one from Lily.”

“It faded after she died,” he said. “Took about a month to fully disappear.”

“Did it hurt?”

“When it faded?”

She nodded.

“It was more emotional than physical. It was my connection to her. Losing it felt like losing her all over again.”

“What about being marked? Does that hurt?”

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He looked at her for a long moment. “Yes,” he breathed, “but it also feels incredible. There’s no real way to

explain it.”

“I want you to do something.”

“Anything,” he whispered.

“I want you to mark me.”

His hand stilled on her hip, his eyes widening slightly. “When?”

“Right now.”

“Are you sure?” he asked. “Once we’re marked, there’s no going back.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere,” she said, tracing his lips with her finger. “I was never actually going anywhere. I

see that now. This is where I want to be. Here. In this pack. With you.”

He slid his hand up to her neck, tilting her head so he could kiss her tenderly. She leaned into him, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as if he needed her right against him. He kissed her again, this time with more passion. She ran her fingers through his hair as he gripped her hip, holding her tight.

He pulled back slightly, searching her eyes. “If you’re sure,” he whispered.

“I’m sure,” she whispered back, her heart pounding. “I love you.”

The smile that spread across his face was breathtaking. “I love you too.”

He rolled over, settling on top of her, and kissed her hungrily. His tongue slid into her mouth as he deepened the kiss. She nipped his lip as he pulled away, making him growl.

His kisses moved down her neck and chest, nipping and sucking at her breasts. She moaned, wrapping her legs around his hips, guiding him into her with ease. He entered her slowly, savoring the moment. His

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movements were gentle at first, his lips brushing hers as she moaned softly into his mouth. As her pleasure built, she dug her nails into his back, urging him on.

“Tell me again,” he gasped against her neck. “Tell me how you feel.”

“I love you” she said, smiling.

He caught her earlobe between his teeth and groaned, thrusting harder.

“I love you too.” he whispered against her ear before kissing her again. He trailed kisses across her face and neck as he moved faster his rhythm intensifying. She raked her hands down his back, moaning, and grabbed his ass silently begging him to go faster.

His mouth moved to her marking spot. He kissed the spot gently, then began to suck on it, the sensation alone nearly sending her over the edge. She felt his fangs emerge, and then he bit down. A sharp sting hit her just before a wave of pleasure crashed through her. She cried out his name as she came. He released the bite

and licked the spot tenderly as it began to heal.

His thrusts grew erratic. She knew he was close and grabbed his shoulder, pulling him down so she could reach his own marking spot. She kissed it, sucking gently to prepare him. He moaned, the sound low and

urgent in her ear. Her fangs slipped out, and she bit down, his blood filling her mouth.

He let out a loud moan, his body trembling as he came inside her. She held the bite for a few seconds longer,

then released it and licked the wound closed. She kissed the spot once it healed.

Bracing himself over her, he kissed her softly. “I love you,” he murmured against her lips.

“I love you too.

He smiled and brushed his nose against hers. “I’ll never get tired of hearing that.”

She smiled back, shifting her hips to feel him still inside her. He pressed down slightly, stilling her movement,

and nipped her ear playfully.

“Settle down,” he chuckled. “We have plenty of time for more after I catch my breath.”

Kent had put a block on his mindlinks. Only emergency calls from Pat or Max could get through. He was more than done with the constant interruptions he and Riley had dealt with. He only lifted the block briefly to

request breakfast be brought up.

He wore a clean pair of sweatpants but no shirt. His hair was an unruly mess, thanks to Riley’s enthusiastic

tugging, but he had no plans to fix it. Riley, on the other hand, had insisted on brushing and braiding her hair,

which had become thoroughly tangled. He’d given her one of his shirts to wear, and she looked better in it

than he ever had.

He leaned back on the bed, watching her set the coffee on the nightstand. The shirt rode up as she moved,

revealing the smooth curve of her ass. Blood rushed south as he watched her settle beside him.

“Are you staring at me?” she asked, catching his gaze.

“Just admiring the view.” He grinned.

A sudden knock at the door startled them both.

Kent sighed. Why couldn’t he get one day of peace?

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“Kent! Are you in there?” Patrick’s voice sounded annoyed as he banged on the door again.

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Kent motioned for Riley to stay quiet and rolled off the bed, his bare feet hitting the floor. She shifted, pulling the blanket over her lap. He padded to the door and opened it just enough to block Patrick’s view of the room.

“Where have you been?” Patrick demanded. “I’ve been trying to mindlink you. So has Max. He’s out of the hospital and we want…” He stopped mid–sentence, eyes shifting to Kent’s shoulder. “What’s that?”

“What?” Kent asked, though he knew exactly what Patrick had seen. The fresh mating mark on his

collarbone. He hadn’t bothered to throw on a shirt.

“You’re marked.” Patrick’s eyes narrowed for a second, then widened. A smile lit up his face. “Riley’s in there. I

can smell her all over you.”

Kent glanced over his shoulder. Riley was on the bed, rolling her eyes.

“Yeah, she’s in here.”

“This is great!” Patrick exclaimed, clapping Kent on the shoulder. “Congratulations! No wonder you blocked

the mindlink. I would’ve done the same.”

Kent couldn’t help but smile. “Thanks, man. What did you need?”

Patrick waved a hand. “Max is out of the hospital and we wanted to meet about the rogues. But it can wait

until after lunch. I’ll text you the time.”

Kent nodded. “Sounds good.”

“Bye, Riley,” Patrick called.

“Bye, Pat,” she replied, rolling her eyes again.

Kent closed the door and turned back to her. “Looks like we’ve got a couple of hours. What should we do?”

“I have a couple ideas,” she whispered, pulling him back into bed.

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