Lilian plugs her nose, darting for the door. She whispers as she brushes past me. “Leaving you to it, then.”
Our Luna hurriedly slams the door behind herself, leaving me alone with Noah. He swallows hard, taking in the full sight of me in my apron.
But he doesn’t seem to want to move.
“W-what’s wrong?” I ask.
Noah shifts his weight between his feet, his arms flexing and relaxing beneath his jacket over and over like he can’t decide how to exist. “I’ve never wanted anyone this badly in my life.”
His rough, quiet voice makes me throb all the way down to my groin. But Noah remains locked in place.
“Why aren’t you over here, then, Alpha?”
He clenches his jaw. “I don’t trust my obnoxious wolf.”
My shoulders loosen, my smile burrowing all the way down to my heart when I sense his restless, adorable wolf nudging mine for attention. “Noah, nothing has changed there; that big, loving goofball won’t hurt me. I trust him.”
“Not like that. He won’t shut up about getting you pregnant.”
My breath catches, tempting me to stifle my desires again.
But my wolf steps in.
“Let me ask you something,” I whisper. Noah is listening, his full focus engaged on my eyes. I can hardly see straight as our pheromones erupt, calling out to each other. “How soon do mates usually have pups?”
Noah shakes his head, trying to blink away the haze - and failing. His eyes are a bright green, more electric than the summer grass outside the Community Center kitchen window.
“It doesn’t matter,” he mutters. “‘Normal’ doesn’t mean anything. You and I will go at our own pace, without any pressure from me about Lycan traditions.”
I shake my head. “I know. I trust you. That’s not what I mean.”
Noah’s eyes brighten into gold, his wolf letting me know how deeply this moment is hitting him too. “Then what do you mean?”
“I want to know what the Lycan expectation is. Not because I want to follow it, but I think Lycans are all instinct, and I want to know if what I’m feeling is– is ridiculous, or senseless, or weird, or–”
Biting my lips, I can’t bear to look at Noah’s tempting stare any longer.
“It’s not weird,” he rasps.
My eyes widen.
“They mate the second they meet,” he mutters. “I-I know you know that, but by mating, I mean… mating.”
It’s difficult for him to admit, fear trickling through our bond, and I know it’s because he doesn’t want to pressure me.
Noah shuffles his feet. “But we didn’t agree on trying so soon, so it doesn’t matter. And before you can say it matters because you can feel my obnoxious-ass wolf begging you for it, it still doesn’t matter.”
I rest one hand on my hip. “Oh, really?”
“R-really.”
“I disagree. What you want matters to me immensely. And I think I’m more wolf than either of us knew. And it’s not just your wolf. I think waiting is becoming pointless when we both want something now.”
I'm finding it difficult to breathe, caught between Noah’s intoxicating smell, my desperation for him, and the way he’s gazing at me like he knows exactly how he wants to fuck me silly.
My breath catches just before I speak. “Maybe…”
Noah’s wandering expression suddenly hardens. “Maybe? No, that's not sure enough for me.”
“Noah, listen to me before you decide what I need.”
He freezes, his breath rapid and shallow.
“This isn’t a new desire for me. I’ve agreed with your wolf this whole time. After doing all this work on fears, I know they’re not my friend. Most of the time, I never asked for them. They were placed on me. So if I put them all aside, all that’s left is my heart. And in my heart, I’m ready to have a baby. With you.” I take a deep, shaky breath, overwhelmed by Noah’s explosive emotions in our bond. “R-right now.”
The flash of desire in Noah’s eyes makes my heart speed into a sprint.
Okay, it's safe to say this is new information to him, as Lilian predicted. He looks like he’s seconds away from losing composure.
I ease my hand down my leg, my heart pounding at the way his eyes track my fingers. As I lift my skirt, ever-so-slowly, I huff in tandem with him. Our bond feels like it could burst with lust.
Rotating my exposed thigh to part my legs, I stare at him straight in the eyes. A wolf’s challenge for dominance.
Noah races for me, hot hands sending shockwaves of heat to my groin as they land on my lower back.
Crashing into my lips, Noah nips at them between caressing my breasts, thighs, and stomach. I grasp at his belt, overwhelmed by his hands devouring what feels like every inch of my skin, but he’s already up my skirt, his thumb kneading my clit. I gasp for more of him, my knees dipping as pleasure sparks up to my throat.
But Noah wastes no time, his fingers slipping into the base of my panties. I shudder into his mouth as he toys with my soaked core, his growl vibrating through my torso.
“Fuck, you’re telling the truth. I can smell how badly you want it.”
I flush, overwhelmed by his speeding fingers as it is. But when they slip inside me, I have to grip his jacket at the jolt of pleasure it shoots to my heart.
“N-Noah! Ah!”
I buck as his fingers massage my inner wall, pressing my G-spot over and over again. Between the fire in his eyes and his hot breath all over my neck, the heat within me rushes every drop of my blood down to my flexing core.
“O-oh, God, I'm already–”
He huffs as I pant against his lips, my legs squirming as I near the edge. “No, not yet. Come here.”
Noah guides my stumbling legs to a dining table across the kitchen, his eyes a bright wolf-yellow. He effortlessly hoists me onto the table, but even with the table's added height, he has to stoop to reach my lips. Our lips glide in a tender massage, Noah’s purr buzzing in my throat as I free his throbbing cock. When I lay back for him, Noah squeezes full handfuls of my ass.
His hands slide down my thighs, pushing my skirt over my hips and sending shivers up my spine. When my knees drop open for him, he drags me flush against his exposed cock with a huff.
With nothing between us and no plans to use protection, it all becomes real.
My heart leaps into my throat; Noah's eyes are locked on mine. We’re startlingly serious. Waiting for the other to move first.
Tugging my panties to the side, I give him enough of my silent permission to break his freeze. Noah lines himself up to enter me, eyes blazing so bright they’re almost glowing. My head is fuzzy with need, whimpering in delight at his warm tip completely bare against my entrance.
But I stop him with my palm flat against his chest. “Wait. Not until you answer my question directly.”
He flexes, his tip slipping against my core, and I bite back a moan.
But Noah continues to stare, his hands dragging up and down my abdomen beneath my dress in a tantalizing massage. “Goddess, I just can’t fully process that this is happening yet. Are you really sure about this? About me?”
“What I’m sure about is that I want this with you, and only you. Especially if you want it. You matter to me, Noah.” I break into a teasing smile. “I also can’t make a baby alone.”
Noah’s chest heaves, a new rush of his yearning scent making my eyes flutter. When my hips wriggle on their own, nudging his cock against my entrance, Noah whispers the truth.
“I want to get you pregnant. Even more so now that I know you want it too - today.”
A sharp, panging desire in my gut makes me gasp. As my core floods with wet heat, I urge him inside me, guiding his cock between my legs.
My heart slams in my chest as he softly pushes into me. We’re really doing this. He doesn’t need to fully come for it to be possible; my spine alights as I remember his precum could still contain sperm. With how much he already dripped for me, he could already have gotten me pregnant.
I grip his arms hard, gasping as my eyelids flutter. “Thank you–”
“Thank you. You don’t even know how many little steps of this I’m dying for.” Noah works his tip in and out of me, each time dragging just a bit closer to fully gliding in. “I want to see your reaction when you find out it worked.”
He grips my hips, soaking in my soft, pleading moans with his full attention as his eyes fuck me.
I snatch fistfuls of his jacket. “Please - please, go deeper—”
Noah gives me what I want, dropping his forehead against mine as he locks his arms around my hips. My knees raise towards my shoulders as Noah lifts my pelvis to meet him, thrusting in slow and heavy. Pleasure crawls up my body as I drop my head back, my heaving moan filling the kitchen.
“I want to hear your voice light up with need for it, just like that,” Noah mutters, his breath hot against my throat.
He eases his thick cock back out of me. The drag of his soft, bare skin makes me flex around him in delight.
“N-Noah! More—”
“Fuck,” he hisses. “I want to feel your body urging me for it, just like that.”
He growls, his shoulders rippling beneath his jacket as he shudders. Re-entering me, Noah doesn't stop until his tip meets my deepest point. Electricity jolts through my legs in the air.
Noah’s bare warmth inside me floods my senses. I grip his back, hardly able to keep my claws from extending.
His pace grows, becoming steady and relentless as my body eggs him on, urging trickles of fluid from my core. I grip the edge of the table above my head to keep from clawing him in ecstasy, his thighs slamming against the edge until its wooden legs creak with every thrust.
“Fuck, you feel so good…”
I can’t answer him, my moans heightening with every breath.
Noah responds by dropping his torso, pinning me to the table as his pounding thrusts speed to a breathtaking pace.
“Ah! Ah — Alpha!”
He nips at my exposed neck, the burning sting of his fangs doubling the pleasure of each deep thrust. Squirming frantically beneath him, my back arches with every bump of him against my cervix. My body's reaction wracks me heavily enough to make Noah protect my head, a searing palm replacing the cold wood.
Bristling every one of my nerves, Noah pumps into my sweet spots with every thrust as he moans with me. I come with heaving, desperate jolts, my arching back squeezing him tighter until his moans shift to pleads.
“O-Omega... Oh, Goddess - I can feel every inch of you reacting to me…”
My orgasm lasts through the beginning of his - rapid, desperate pants beating against my mark.
“Fuck– fuck— I’m so nervous,” he hisses.
“You’re safe. If it’s too much pressure, you don’t have to come today.” I embrace Noah hard, kissing his mark. But as he moans, growing thicker with the safety flooding our bond, I know he’s about to come. My legs wrap tight around his ass, my body begging him to fill me. “Oh, it feels so good, Alpha—”
His moans come out heaving and frantic, the wood crackling beneath my hips. The rising pressure his bulging shaft creates in my core pushes wave after wave of delight into me until I spurt on the edge again - no space left inside me for fluid to reside.
Noah slams his hips into me with one final thrust, billowing heat in my abdomen as he fills me. My muscles clench over him, urging more and more out as I cry out in need. He moans against my neck, emptying himself until I writhe with pleasure with how full he’s made me. I shudder, his lips smashing against mine as he finishes pumping every last bit of sensation from me.
A rush of his adoring scent mixes with my lust, his every breath sending a blissful ache all the way to my heart. Tears prick my eyes, comforted by his arms wrapping around my back to hold me as my body is fully satiated.
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