Page 153 of Freeing My Alpha

His golden eyes shine so bright that I fawn for him, exposing my neck.

As his fingers softly pulse against my dripping core, his tongue on my mark brings me to the edge.

But Noah isn’t satisfied with this, leaning over me until my bare back meets the icy wooden floor. His burning tongue keeps me flushed and writhing as his fingertips stimulate my inner wall, curling over and over again until my hips squirm against the wood.

“Noah—” I gasp, struggling to contain my breath. “You feel so good, no matter how many times we do this—”

When my back arches, squeezing his fingers inside me, Noah lets out a helpless whimper.

“Fuck. My gorgeous— Oh, shit—” Thrusting deeper into my palm, Noah's muscles ripple above me until he comes across my chest. With shaking breaths, Noah's full focus turns on me. “Omega, look what you do to my body.”

His piercing stare warms my cheeks as I writhe on the edge, his fingers beating faster and faster.

He's staring deep into my eyes. And soon, everyone will be staring at us.

“Ah!” I drop my head back, allowing the sensation of my mate inside me to overcome me. Noah pounds his palm against my clit as he thrusts his fingers inside me, massaging out a heavy orgasm while my legs squirm beyond my control.

As I continue to moan through every breath, shivers run up and down my body. But my groin aches for more as Noah eats me alive with his gaze.

Even as he delicately cleans my chest with my dropped towel, his yellow eyes tell me he feels the same.

“Good thing that was just a warm-up,” I mutter.

Noah chuckles as he drags his nose up and down my neck, squeezing our chests together until I hum in delight.

But then he breathes a deep lungful of my neck to analyze my odd scent—just like he’s been doing all week. I give up on reassuring him before I even try, allowing him to do his thing as I catch my breath beneath him.

Except this time is different.

Noah’s muscles flex taut beneath my hands until his wolf has me effectively pinned.

“Oh—” He sniffs me again, digging his nose into my neck as he breathes faster and faster. “Oh!”

I flinch at his ticklish attack, unable to keep from laughing. “Noah, you big puppy! What’s going on?!”

“No, Omega, I’m serious—”

I laugh even harder as his wolf smashes his head into mine in our bond, his happy tail zipping every direction like it wants to fly off his butt.

But Noah’s wolf eyes regain my focus, his eager hands tightening by the second. “Aliya, I promised to stop saying this until it was true, but you’re pregnant. You really are.”

My head spins so hard that I have to grip Noah’s shoulder, my nails digging in on their own. “Noah, I’m tired of repeating myself—”

“No, really!” He looks deep into my eyes, unable to catch his breath. Then he breaks into a gushing smile. “Your hormones hit another level. Like, way more than enough to make a test positive. You have to believe me.”

Before I can speak, Noah digs into his pocket with shaking fingers, pulling out a crumpled pregnancy test box, smushed like it’s been stepped on a couple times.

I burst into hearty giggles. “Oh, my God, what did you do to that thing?”

My racing heart makes me lightheaded as Noah pulls me to my feet.

But I don’t have to worry about falling on my way to the bathroom; Noah hoists me into his arms, making me shriek in laughter as he dashes through the living room.

Amy’s jaw drops as Noah carries me down the hallway—butt-naked and laughing too hard to speak. “I’m not going to ask!”

By the time we reach the toilet, my heavy laughter threatens to empty my bladder without my permission.

I wave frantically at Noah. “Oh, no, oh, God! Give me the test before I pee!”

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