The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 345

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Chapter 345

Laila’s POV

Jason and I couldn’t keep our hands off of one another. It was as if this near–death experience had awakened a new desire in us that couldn’t be quenched. We made love several times throughout the night, and then into the morning. When we weren’t making love, we were holding onto each other, as if letting either of us out of our sight might mean that person wouldn’t be coming back.

Early in the morning, with the sunshine starting to creep in through the windows, Jason rolled me onto my back once more. I reached up and placed my hand to his cheek, brushing my thumb across his cheekbone.

He didn’t say he loved me, but I could see it in his eyes. Any other time, it would scare me, and I would put distance between us. Right now, I found comfort in it, in the knowledge that he would protect me no matter what.

Here, in this bed with him, I felt safer than I ever had.

“Jason,” I whispered, unable to share my feelings for him like he could so easily for me. As scared as I was of his love, I was more frightened of my own, worried it would lead me down a path I couldn’t escape, one that would hurt me again.

Right now, rather than face on my own feelings, I focused on his instead, allowing his love to wash over

1. me.

He kissed me as he reached between us, taking himself in hand, and aligning himself with my wet entrance. Breaking the kiss, he held my gaze, his eyes hooded, as he slid himself inside of me once more, all the way to the hilt.

By now, I wouldn’t have thought that either of us had more to give, but with Jason, I was constantly surprised. He was as hard as he had been all night, and my body was instantly eager again, ready to accept him, again and again into bliss.

He wasted no time. Grabbing my thighs, he angled me how he wanted, how he knew would give me the most pleasure. As he rocked into me, his dick brushed against my most sensitive internal spot. I bucked, my back lifting off the mattress, my spine bowing upward. His gaze dropped to my breasts, now fully presented for his viewing pleasure.

He licked his lips as he thrusted harder, watching as my breasts bounced with each forward force.

I threw my head back into the pillow, lips falling open, moans never–ending like a stream.

I couldn’t get enough.

One of his hands continued to hold me by the hip, keeping the same angle, so that he brushed that spot again and again with each thrust. His now–free hand clasped onto one of my breasts. He massaged the globe before teasing the nipple with his thumb.

It was all too much and simultaneously not enough. I wanted more. I wanted everything.

“J–Jason!”

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He increased his speed, assaulting my g–spot with pleasure. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I screamed his name again and again. It felt so good. Impossibly good.

I wasn’t going to last.

“Cum for me,” he growled. “You can do it. Once more, on my dick. Cum as hard as you can.”

“Ah! Oh! Ja–son!”

“Do it,” he said, growling, moving faster, so fast, I could only hold on. “Now.”

At his command, pleasure soared then crashed straight into me, hitting me harder than any of the other times before.

I screamed.

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