An Unwanted Second Chance (JB Tirado) novel Chapter 86

Riley was released from the hospital in the late afternoon. By the time they got back to the pack house, it was dinner time. While Kent tried to persuade Riley to have dinner upstairs, she insisted on going to the dining hall, wanting to see everyone with her own eyes to be sure they were all alright.

The dining hall was louder than usual with all the extra warriors. Extra tables had been pushed in and there was barely any room to move around. Riley was scanning the crowd for familiar faces when a small force barreled into her.

“Riley!”

She smiled at the mess of dark brown hair. “Hi, Evan!” She tousled his hair and he looked up at her with a big

grin.

“Are you ok? Mom said you were going to be ok.”

Riley smiled, kneeling down so she could be on eye level with him. “I’m fine. Just got out of the hospital and I’m all better. How about you? Are you alright?”

He shrugged, motioning to his arm, which was casted and in a sling anchored to his front. “My arm hurts, but

the doctor said everyone can sign my cast. Will you sign it?”

“Of course, will.” She could still see the bruises on his face. Werewolf pups didn’t heal quickly like adults,

since they didn’t get their wolves until around age sixteen. So Evan would have to heal with time.

“Hi Riley.”

She looked up to see Max standing over them, a smile on his face. There were no signs of injury on him,

which was a relief to Riley. He must have healed up quickly.

She stood up and Max pulled her into a tight hug. “Thank you,” he whispered. “Thank you for taking care of him. For saving him from that woman.”

When he released her, she was swept into another hug. She barely had time to register who it was until they

spoke.

“Thank you Riley,” Penny said into ear, squeezing her tight enough to crack a rib. “I’m so thankful you were

there with him, that you got him out of that camp.”

“Careful, Penny,” Kent chuckled, “she’s still healing.”

“Sorry.” Penny let go but still held onto Riley’s arm.

“I should be thanking you,” Riley said. “I owe you my life.”

“We can call it even.” Penny reached out to tousle Evan’s hair.

“Let’s get some food.” Kent placed a hand on Riley’s back, guiding her over to the food.

They sat with Max and Penny, their boys, and Patrick and Lana with baby Lily. As they were eating, Wesley and Angie came to join them, followed not long after by Leo. They were crammed tightly around the table, laughing and talking. Riley felt a sense of peace as she watched everyone, leaning her head on Kent’s

shoulder.

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Just as she was going to suggest to Kent that they head upstairs, Commander Whey stepped up to the table.

“Hello, Riley,” he said warmly with a smile. “I’m glad to see you’re doing better. I think you had us all worried

there for a minute.”

She straightened up to smile at him. “I’m doing much better, thank you, sir.”

“We’ll need to talk tomorrow,” he said, glancing around the table at everyone. “But for tonight, I think we

should just be happy this whole ordeal is over.” His eyes landed on Evan who was sitting in his father’s lap,

but he said nothing, turning to leave.

“Let’s go to bed,” Kent murmured in her ear. “You need to rest.

Kent stirred as the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft gold across the room. Riley

snuggled into his side, her breathing slow, strands of her hair spilled across the pillows and the hollow of his

chest. One arm draped across his ribs, her fingers twitching lightly like she was still in a dream.

He watched her, not daring to move, not even wanting to blink really. After everything in the last couple

weeks, he was just relieved that she was here. That she was his.

His hand slid over the smooth skin of her back, pushing up his shirt that she had worn to bed last night. After

they got to the room last night, she hadn’t really spoken too much, just climbing into bed and falling quickly

asleep.

Riley shifted against him, pressing closer, her leg slipping between his. The movement was instinctive,

sleepy, but it made his breath catch. His hand paused just below the curve of her spine, fingers splayed

against her skin.

She mumbled his name, her voice rough and soft all at once. “Kent…”

He smiled. “Morning.”

She tilted her head, her lips ghosting over his collarbone. It was barely a kiss, but it unraveled something in

him.

“Riley,” he warned, or pleaded, he wasn’t sure. “You just got out of the damn hospital.”

“And?” Her fingers curled into his side as she planted another soft kiss on his chest.

“And you need to recover more,” he tried to reason.

“That’s not what I need.” She shifted, kissing his neck softly.

He tightened his grip on her shoulder. “What do you need?”

“You.” It came out as a soft moan. “Inside me.”

Goddess help him, he couldn’t resist that. He dipped his head, brushing his lips over hers, the kiss starting

light until she pushed against him, her tongue prodding against his lips. Her hands slid up his back, nails

grazing just enough to make him/shiver.

He rolled to hover above her and her legs hooked around his hips, pulling him closer. He groaned against her

mouth.

Kent kissed her like he’d never get another chance, because for a moment he had feared he wouldn’t. He touched her slowly and deliberately, running his fingers under her shirt to feel the dip of her hip bone, the soft.

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Just as she was going to suggest to Kent that they head upstairs, Commander Whey stepped up to the table.

“Hello, Riley,” he said warmly with a smile. “I’m glad to see you’re doing better. I think you had us all worried

there for a minute.”

She straightened up to smile at him. “I’m doing much better, thank you, sir.”

“We’ll need to talk tomorrow,” he said, glancing around the table at everyone. “But for tonight, I think we should just be happy this whole ordeal is over.” His eyes landed on Evan who was sitting in his father’s lap, but he said nothing, turning to leave.

“Let’s go to bed,” Kent murmured in her ear. “You need to rest.”

Kent stirred as the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft gold across the room. Riley snuggled into his side, her breathing slow, strands of her hair spilled across the pillows and the hollow of his chest. One arm draped across his ribs, her fingers twitching lightly like she was still in a dream.

He watched her, not daring to move, not even wanting to blink really. After everything in the last couple

weeks, he was just relieved that she was here. That she was his.

His hand slid over the smooth skin of her back, pushing up his shirt that she had worn to bed last night. After

they got to the room last night, she hadn’t really spoken too much, just climbing into bed and falling quickly

asleep.

Riley shifted against him, pressing closer, her leg slipping between his. The movement was instinctive,

sleepy, but it made his breath catch. His hand paused just below the curve of her spine, fingers splayed

against her skin.

She mumbled his name, her voice rough and soft all at once. “Kent…”

He smiled. “Morning.”

She tilted her head, her lips ghosting over his collarbone. It was barely a kiss, but it unraveled something in

him.

“Riley,” he warned, or pleaded, he wasn’t sure. “You just got out of the damn hospital.”

“And?” Her fingers curled into his side as she planted another soft kiss on his chest.

“And you need to recover more,” he tried to reason.

“That’s not what I need.” She shifted, kissing his neck softly.

He tightened his grip on her shoulder. “What do you need?”

“You.” It came out as a soft moan. “Inside me.”

Goddess help him, he couldn’t resist that. He dipped his head, brushing his lips over hers, the kiss starting light until she pushed against him, her tongue prodding against his lips. Her hands slid up his back, nails grazing just enough to make him/shiver.

He rolled to hover above her and her legs hooked around his hips, pulling him closer. He groaned against her

mouth.

Kent kissed her like he’d never get another chance, because for a moment he had feared he wouldn’t. He touched her slowly and deliberately, running his fingers under her shirt to feel the dip of her hip bone, the soft

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Just as she was going to suggest to Kent that they head upstairs, Commander Whey stepped up to the table.

“Hello, Riley,” he said warmly with a smile. “I’m glad to see you’re doing better. I think you had us all worried

there for a minute.”

She straightened up to smile at him. “I’m doing much better, thank you, sir.”

“We’ll need to talk tomorrow,” he said, glancing around the table at everyone. “But for tonight, I think we should just be happy this whole ordeal is over.” His eyes landed on Evan who was sitting in his father’s lap,

but he said nothing, turning to leave.

“Let’s go to bed,” Kent murmured in her ear. “You need to rest.”

Kent stirred as the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting soft gold across the room. Riley snuggled into his side, her breathing slow, strands of her hair spilled across the pillows and the hollow of his chest. One arm draped across his ribs, her fingers twitching lightly like she was still in a dream.

He watched her, not daring to move, not even wanting to blink really. After everything in the last couple weeks, he was just relieved that she was here. That she was his.

His hand slid over the smooth skin of her back, pushing up his shirt that she had worn to bed last night. After they got to the room last night, she hadn’t really spoken too much, just climbing into bed and falling quickly

asleep.

Riley shifted against him, pressing closer, her leg slipping between his. The movement was instinctive, sleepy, but it made his breath catch. His hand paused just below the curve of her spine, fingers splayed

against her skin.

She mumbled his name, her voice rough and soft all at once. “Kent…”

He smiled. “Morning.”

She tilted her head, her lips ghosting over his collarbone. It was barely a kiss, but it unraveled something in

him.

“Riley,” he warned, or pleaded, he wasn’t sure. “You just got out of the damn hospital.”

“And?” Her fingers curled into his side as she planted another soft kiss on his chest.

“And

you need to recover more,” he tried to reason.

“That’s not what I need.” She shifted, kissing his neck softly.

He tightened his grip on her shoulder. “What do you need?”

“You.” It came out as a soft moan. “Inside me.”

Goddess help him, he couldn’t resist that. He dipped his head, brushing his lips over hers, the kiss starting light until she pushed against him, her tongue prodding against his lips. Her hands slid up his back, nails grazing just enough to make him/shiver.

He rolled to hover above her and her legs hooked around his hips, pulling him closer. He groaned against her

mouth.

Kent kissed her like he’d never get another chance, because for a moment he had feared he wouldn’t. He touched her slowly and deliberately, running his fingers under her shirt to feel the dip of her hip bone, the soft

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skin of her stomach, the tender skin of her breasts. He buried his face against her neck, breathing in her

scent.

“Kent,” Riley groaned, tilting her hips against his.

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Kent’s mouth found hers again, harder this time, less patient. Her lips parted for him with a soft, desperate sound that made his c**k throb.

“You feel that?” he murmured against her lips, guiding her hand down between their bodies to where his desire for her pressed hard against the thin fabric of his boxers. “That’s what you do to me.”

Her fingers curled around him through the fabric, causing him to groan, forehead dropping against hers. His control was slipping, unraveling by the second.

He stripped off his boxers in one fluid motion and then eased the shirt off her body. He dipped his head to

capture one of her n*****s in his mouth, flicking his tongue on the bud. She keened under him, her back

arching up off the bed.

“Please, Kent.” She was pleading now. “I need you inside of me.”

“Where?” he teased, running his finger to the apex of her thighs, drawing one finger along her seam. “Right

here?”

“Kent,” she rasped.

“Or here?” He dipped his finger between her folds, flicking her clit softly. She arched again, her eyes fluttering

shut. “Or… here?” He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her warmth.

“Stop playing,” she nearly cried, her eyes flying open. He couldn’t help but chuckle at her, knowing that she felt as desperate for him as he was for her.

He withdrew his finger and quickly pushed his tip to her entrance. She canted her hips upwards, pushing against his ass with the heels of her feet. Finally he gave in, sinking into her, slow and deep, inch by inch. Her breath hitched, nails biting into his shoulders. He stilled, taking in her heat, the way she clenched around him, the look in her eyes as she stared into his eyes.

“Riley.” His voice was rough and hoarse. “You feel like heaven.”

She wrapped her legs tighter around him and moved her hips, dragging a ragged sound from his throat. He began to thrust long, deep strokes that made her whimper and cling to him. But she met every one with growing urgency, her body writhing beneath him.

“Kent… harder… please,” she gasped.

He bit back a curse and gave her what she asked for. His rhythm turned rougher, more desperate, the only sounds were the slap of skin, her moans and the sound of his name falling from her lips.

Her hands were everywhere – his chest, his hair, his back – pulling him closer. He pressed his forehead to hers, drinking in every sound. Her breath stuttered, thighs tightening around him.

“Come on, Ri,” he murmured. “Let go for me.”

So she did. Her back arched, mouth falling open, her walls tightening around him. The way she came undone beneath him stole the last of his control. He only managed a few more strokes before he came, spilling inside

of her with a heavy groan.

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He stayed there for a minute, supporting his weight on his forearms so as not to crush her, his forehead

resting against hers as they both caught their breath. She drug her fingers slowly up his back. He kissed her softly before rolling to the side, dragging her halfway on top of him. She rested her head on his chest, no doubt listening to the thudding of his heart.

Riley smiled against his chest. “I don’t want to leave this bed again.”

Kent let out a rough laugh and kissed the top of her head. “Then we won’t.”

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