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“Oh. Of course. If you want me there.” My heart pounds as Noah continues to stare. His feet shuffle between us. “What is it?”

“Will you... join a-all of my meetings? Forever?”

I suck in a heavy breath, my eyes flicking between Noah’s for signs of uncertainty or pressure to please me. But it's true. He's keeping his promise to not require it of me before I tell him I’m ready, but he wants me to be his Luna. It's not just a tradition to him.

I can’t stop the smile from reaching my eyes. “Yes, Noah. A thousand times, yes.”

Burying his fingers into my hair, Noah's eyes close even before he kisses me, trusting I’ll meet his lips. As he holds me, naked in the middle of the dark woods, I’ve never felt more secure.

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Idrag Noah inside by the hand, taking him straight to bed.

I hardly allow him to wipe his forest-y feet before urging him under the covers with me.

“Feisty Omega.” His soft giggle warms my heart as he climbs into bed.

I clamp around him with my whole body the second he lays down.

But I make sure to hold his head to my chest, both arms wrapped around him as even my head hugs his. Our cuddle ball shifts as my doting scent reverts back to lust, craving more of his touch. Noah lifts his chin to kiss me, but the soft, loving pecks he gives aren’t enough.

He seems to agree, tugging me lower by the hips so he can smash every inch of his lips into mine. Each kiss loosens my muscles, parting my lips. Noah’s tongue glides into my mouth, meeting mine in a slow, erotic dance.

As I buck my hips down for his cock on instinct, his tip dips into my entrance. We jolt in surprise.

Noah’s sudden seriousness flushes my cheeks as he pulls back to look at me.

I’m unraveled and aching with need for him, but most of all...

“I feel so safe with you,” I whisper.

He huffs out a heavy breath, his fingertips sliding into the roots of my hair behind my head. My heart pounds as his eyes glide across every part of my body; he’s absorbing every second of my breath as if he’s reminding himself I exist.

“I feel safe with you too. No one protects me like you do, Aliya.”

I kiss him harder than I have all night, whining through the love coursing through our bond. Reaching below me to position his cock at my entrance, I attempt to bind our bodies even further.

But then I remember something. “Dammit, I’m on my period.”

Noah releases a heavy breath, his eyes wide. “T-that’s what you’re worried about? You almost just put me inside you, and it seriously hurt you last time.”

“I know, but I— We have to practice if we want it to hurt less, right? And I’m feeling extra turned on, so—”

Noah’s wide-eyed stare softens into steady desire. I hardly have time to take it in before he presses his lips to mine, his Alpha musk rushing straight to my groin. I respond by widening my legs.

Let me at least help you warm up first. Noah is too busy making out with me to speak aloud, each of his heavy kisses stirring pleasure through my chest. He rolls into the opening I left him between my thighs with a growl, easing a hand down my abdomen until he brushes my clit. I whine through rapid, uncontrollable breaths, my back arching with every completed circle of his fingertips. He massages each wave of pleasure so deep into the sensitive nerve that my legs squirm at his sides.

Noah absorbs my moans with each kiss as his fingers travel even lower. His slow, gentle tug on the string between my legs slips my tampon out with ease. My heart squeezes as hard as my inner core, delighted by what it means: I’m now empty for him to enter.

“Holy— I’ve never had a tampon be something sexy in my whole life,” I giggle.

Noah chuckles, but we’re far too eager to fully laugh, gazing deep into each other’s eyes.

When he reaches for his pillow, I know it’s to support my back during penetrative sex.

He’s agreeing to try.

I swallow hard. “I’m going to get your pillow messy with blood.”

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