A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 193

FAYE

Alexander’s mouth crashed against mine-no hesitation this time, no slow teasing or

restrained control. Just passion. Raw, hungry passion that stole the breath straight from my lungs.

A soft gasp escaped me, but he deepened the kiss as his hand slid to the back of my neck, holding me firmly in place… like he’d been waiting for this moment far too long.

I could feel the pent-up tension that had been between us for days burn away in the heat. I melted into him instantly.

My fingers curled into his shoulders, clinging to him for balance as his other hand traced a slow, scalding path down my side. It wasn’t careful anymore, it wasn’t teasing. It was possessive-hungry-and every place his touch landed left a trail of tingling heat behind it.

“Alexander…” I breathed against his lips, but it only made him kiss me harder… just how I wanted him.

He pulled me closer, his grip in my hair tightening just enough to make my thoughts scatter. Every controlled, composed part of him was gone as he claimed all of me.

His hand roamed over my waist, my hip, my back-everywhere he could reach-mapping me out like he couldn’t touch me fast enough, close enough.

My body reacted instantly, helplessly.

Heat pooled low in my stomach, my breath coming out in shaky bursts as I clung to him, overwhelmed by the intensity of it-of him.

He pulled back just barely, his lips brushing mine with each word.

“You drive me insane, Faye,” he whispered, voice low, rough, and hot. Before I could process his words, I felt his hand slide up my thighs, taking my dress along with it. I let him take it off. I didn’t want anything else on my skin but his.

I slid my hands from his chest down to his abs, and for a moment he closed his eyes, taking in a sharp breath. He opened his eyes and watched me fumble with his belt.

The look on his face made me want him more, and I couldn’t help myself anymore. I was aching for him to be inside me like I was on heat. He knew it, and he was enjoying it.

“Not so fast,” he said, catching my hands before I could slip them into where I wanted them

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the most.

I’ve held back from him for days… keeping him at arm’s length. Now he wanted me to earn it, and I was ready, hot, and dripping.

“Please… just give it to me,” I begged again. “Alexander…”

He smirked, satisfied. “As you wish.”

He slammed into me with a sudden intensity that stole the air from my lungs. A sharp gasp escaped my lips-but he caught it instantly, his mouth finding mine, swallowing every moan that came out of me as if he needed them… needed me.

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His hands moved to cradle my belly, gentle and protective, and I could feel his heartbeat syncing with mine. “We’re in this together,” he whispered, almost more to himself than to me. “And I will never let anything happen to you-or to our child.”

I closed my eyes, letting the weight of his words settle over me, letting myself believe him, letting myself believe in us. For the first time, I wasn’t just his mate, I was his family, and the child inside me made that reality undeniable.

I tilted my head up to look at him, meeting the intensity in his gaze. “I… I believe you,” I murmured, voice trembling with emotion.

A small, almost shy smile flickered across his lips. “Good,” he said simply, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “Because I mean every word, Faye. Every single one.”

I felt him pause, his hands still cradling me, and I could tell the wheels were turning in that mind of his. Then his eyes widened just slightly, and I saw it-the spark of realization.

“Wait…” he murmured, leaning back. “Is this… is this why you couldn’t feel your wolf?”

I couldn’t help the smirk that spread across my face. “Maybe,” I said, letting the word hang in the air, teasing just enough for him to feel it.

His jaw shifted as he considered it, eyes narrowing for a moment, then widening again. “That means… my mother figured it out,” he said slowly, the words catching in disbelief. “She knew you were pregnant?”

I nodded, still smiling knowingly.

He shook his head, soft laughter escaping him. “I can’t… I can’t believe you two managed to keep that from me,” he said, running a hand over his face as if trying to process it. His laugh softened, turning warmer.

And I just wanted to kiss him. I reached out before I could stop myself and pressed my lips to his. “I guess Helen and I make a great team.”