Page 29 of My Shy Alpha

His hand slows as my body loosens, dropping against the mattress as I struggle to catch my breath.

Coming down from my high, I blink off my disbelief. I just had sex with a man, and instead of wincing in pain or crying quietly in the bathroom afterward...

I want more.

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The heat isn’t better at all. It’s worse than ever, burning my eyes.

And Noah is rubbing his lusty scent all over my chest and neck until I’m lightheaded.

“Fuck. I want you,” he says.

Each breath is still a moan as I flex around Noah’s fingers, desperate for deeper pressure. The heat becomes so unbearable that I find it hard to breathe.

Pulling back, Noah searches my grimacing face. “What’s wrong?”

“Noah, the heat is worse. Help me.”

I reach between us to rub his covered tip over my pussy until Noah’s chest heaves with each breath.

But he stops my hand. “Something else is wrong. I can smell it.”

He’s right. My heart is racing so hard that it thrums through my ears. But as I squirm beneath Noah, I know it’s my wolf, jerking around to free herself from my mental reins.

“Are you still scared? We don’t have to do this,” Noah says. And he means it.

But my wolf screams to let her pounce on him. It’s just a matter of me letting go of control.

Noah strokes my cheek, willingly pulling away despite how heavily aroused he is, and I feel safer than ever.

I swallow hard, my voice shaking. “All my life, I’ve been fighting against my wolf. But you’re bringing her back out. I think I’m ready to stop resisting her... And she wants to make love to her mate more than anything.”

Noah flushes. “O-oh. Are you sure?”

I slip his tip against me again, teasing us both. “I’m more than just sure. I want your wolf to show me how badly he wants mine. Make me feel like a wolf, Alpha.”

Noah’s chest rises faster with each breath, his eyes sweeping my bare body. Then the essence behind his eyes shifts, irises reverting to that glowing, golden yellow I saw on his wolf.

Noah was right; his wolf isn’t shy about me. He looks me dead in the eyes, his pheromones suddenly so strong that I wriggle beneath him, vivid images of what he might want to do to me alighting my spine with pleasure.

When Noah places his hands beside my shoulders, blocking the light from the window with his broad stature, his cock falls flush with my pussy. My heartbeat pulses into my groin.

Leaning a breath away from my throat, Noah’s voice comes out as a low purr. “You want to feel like a wolf? Follow your instincts with me, Omega.”

As his fingers slip between my legs, he nuzzles against my neck.

I shudder, leftover pleasure reigniting from his teasing on that delicate scent gland. Sparks zip back and forth through my torso as my neck and groin share their enjoyment in his touch. Then, as instructed, I follow my instincts.

Wrapping my hands behind Noah’s head, I urge him close enough to give his neck a heavy lick. My toes curl as Noah’s hungry scent burns my nose, his fingers slipping faster until I’m revved up again.

Noah scoops up my hips, coating his shaft’s length in my fluid with a delighted purr. I squeeze his hips with my thighs, pulling him closer. He happily indulges in my request, digging in with a hearty rub.

An honest purr erupts from me, just like Noah’s, and I freeze in shock.

Noah’s golden eyes widen, a sly smile creeping across his lips. “Tell me, Omega. Do you want it from the front, just like this?” Leaning in, Noah tickles my scent gland with his whisper until I whimper. “Or from behind... like a wolf?”

I gasp through desperate breaths, gripping the sheets at the mere thought of him pounding into me from behind. But I don’t know what to say. A woman calling the shots was never an option with Steven.

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