Page 31 of My Shy Alpha

As my heart throbs in delight and my limbs fall slack, Noah’s frustrated breath has turned into a pant.

“Fuck. I want to mark you.”

My body readily welcomes him, the pleasure restarting with every thrust as my wolf grows eager for his mark. Each hot press of his tongue feels as indulgent as his thick cock, enticing me to expose more and more of my neck to him.

I moan. “More–”

Noah licks harder than ever, the rough back of his tongue spiking pleasure into my groin. He scoops my neck into one palm, pressing me against his tongue. Heat explodes from my neck, bucking my hips back for him until I’m the one thrusting him inside me.

I can’t believe it. I’m having heavy sex, and loving every second of it.

But a little voice in me speaks up: something else is off about this.

Noah groans. “Fuck! I can’t bite you, but I want to so badly...”

I snap out of my heat haze to find Noah’s eyes wild and glossy, his incisors extended into fangs that drip saliva onto my shoulder. “Noah! No!”

He freezes, but that’s not what I want either. I grab the nearest pillow with shaky hands, slapping it over my dripping neck.

“Okay. Go ahead and bite.”

With a frustrated growl, Noah restarts his hips. But when I jut back impatiently, he thrusts into my wet core so heavily that his hips clap against my ass. He’s growing so thick that I can hardly take how stimulating it is, my nails burying into his thigh. As he sinks his teeth into the pillow, I gasp at the euphoric rush that bursts through my body from his bite, even though all I can feel is dense pressure sinking through the fabric.

Noah bucks into me as he comes, holding my ass flush to his pelvis as he empties himself against my cervix. Despite the condom, I suddenly feel so ridiculously stuffed that my belly flutters with an explosion of butterflies.

It makes me moan all over again, warmth billowing up my chest from how deep this extra pressure massages my cervix. “Noah! Oh, my God!”

He moans against my writhing body, his teeth still clamped into the pillow and muffling his voice. I don’t know how, but I can feel that he suddenly can’t pull in and out of me anymore. But I’m so delighted by the heaviness against my cervix that I rock my hips against him with a whine.

With a deep, warning growl, Noah sends shivers across my body. Then I register the sound - this is his “stop.”

I halt in place. Noah softly nudges himself against my newly discovered favorite spot, keeping our hips cinched tight.

“Oh! God, yes– It’s so–”

He rocks against me harder, rubbing me from the inside until my moans heighten into cries. When he slips his hand down my abdomen, teasing my clit with rapid circles, the growl vibrating through my neck is what sends me over the edge.

As I come again, I’m so full that my muscles can’t squeeze him, packed to the brim. But Noah seems to feel it, shuddering with delight as he rubs his hands across my breasts and belly in soothing gratitude.

After we fall still - my moans reverting to whimpers - Noah’s jaws release my neck. He’s breathless, bright red, and spitting out feathers when we finally meet eyes.

“I-I’m sorry... I... I knotted you.”

My cheeks flush. “What? Does that mean you got me pregnant?”

“N-no!” He ducks his head, suddenly shier than I’ve ever seen him. “B-but my body tried to, filling you so that nothing would spill out... Even though we’re using a condom and–” Noah flushes darker, hiding his face behind frazzled hair. “Basically, we’re stuck together like this for a while, because I... It felt so good that I... grew.”

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After Noah pleasured the heat out of me, I’m tied to him. Literally.

Noah clears his throat, afraid of my reaction. His flexing abdomen rocks my body, our organs fused so tightly that I shiver whenever he takes a deep breath.

He genuinely must’ve grown inside me. It’s unusual, but I’m too high on Noah’s touch to care.

This moment is a celebration. I allowed a man inside me again, and I feel good. Happy, but coated in a lazy bliss.

And I can’t stop smiling. “I do feel pretty full.”

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