Page 24 of Freeing My Alpha

All I can do is nod; I can’t even choke out a yes as he mates my clenching pussy with a third finger. My heart races into my throat as Noah’s palm rocks faster, pressing my clit between each tender, internal rub. My knees are no longer at my shoulders, squirming at Noah’s sides as he palpates my deepest nerve, already bringing me seconds away from orgasming.

But just before I come, Noah slips his hand out. I gasp at the sudden exit.

Noah pins me with his electric stare. “Sorry. Too rough?”

I huff through every word, struggling to catch my breath. “No. Keep going.”

As Noah steps forward, coating himself in my leftover fluid on his fingers, I lift my hips automatically; I know I’ll have to if I want him to fit in me. He’s so swollen that when I grip him, he’s too stiff to give a true squeeze. Noah shudders, curling over me on the bed.

“Poor Alpha,” I whisper. Dragging his tip over my core flares Noah’s eyes into an even brighter yellow, spiking anticipatory anxiety into my throat. Digging my heels into the bed’s edge, I lay back, straightening my hips to align with my torso. “Okay, love. Come here—”

Noah wraps his big arm around my waist, and I’m cut off by my sharp gasp as he enters me. Just his tip makes me flex around him, my legs shaking at how full I feel.

“You okay, Omega?” Noah rocks back, his heavy-lidded eyes roaming my face above open, indulgent lips. I can feel how good he feels in our bond, so I don’t know how he’s not crumbling like I am. Dropping limp against the mattress, all I can do is moan, using my feet on his ass to urge him inside me. Noah pushes deeper with his next thrust, as requested, breathing in my reaction.

He’s so thick that my eyelashes flutter from how satiated I feel, waves of tingles flickering up my chest. I’m left squirming beneath him, my knees popping up to give him better access.

Noah purrs in response, pumping a little deeper. “You’re doing so well, Omega.”

My moan comes out louder, and Noah smiles. Desperation clouds my thoughts as Noah slows, opting for heavier pulses against my cervix until my back arches.

He frowns. “You’re stressed.”

I can hardly speak, trapped on the edge. “I was already so close, so now—”

He growls, pushing himself higher over me. It tilts my hips over the pillow, allowing his pelvis to rock against my clit.

Every nerve between my legs ignites. Noah kisses me, but I moan between every breath beneath him, digging my fingers into his back. But Noah doesn’t stay looking at me. When I catch him watching us mate in the mirror at the foot of my bed, a rush of shyness stifles my breath.

But Noah drops more of his weight on me, intensifying the internal massage he’s thrusting out of me. I sputter out an uncontainable moan at how luxurious it feels, my thighs quivering at his sides.

Purring, Noah kisses my neck. “Good girl. Don’t hold those sounds in. Let me hear them.”

With one palm on the back of my pelvis, Noah tightens my hips against him, rubbing my clit back and forth as he mates me faster. Wet sounds fill the room from Noah’s friction inside my dripping pussy, but they’re nowhere near as loud as my rising breath, speeding so quickly that I choke out a hefty moan.

“There you go. Fuck, you’re doing so good.”

Holy shit, I don’t know if he’s riling me up on purpose, but he’s so direct today. My cheeks burn hot, but his words double the pressure he’s kneading into my cervix, curling my toes. I smash my lips into Noah’s, and Noah deepens his cuddling thrust. Every inch of my body feels coated in him, his arms encompassing me now that both his knees on the bed spread my legs wider.

Alpha, imagine you’re bare inside me, I mindlink. Picture it clearly for me, gorgeous.

As I break into high, loud whines of moans, Noah’s eyes roll back. His wolf must love the thought of knotting me tonight with nothing between us; he drops his jaw, drool coating his fangs as if they’re preparing to bite. The thought of him re-marking me kickstarts my orgasm, and Noah speeds into me hard and fast.

But he suddenly feels so soft and warm inside me that I drop my head back, joining Noah in imagining him bare. Each press of his tip against my cervix builds into a full-body pleasure, and the thought of him bursting against my womb’s entrance sends me over the edge.

Except Noah’s eyes snap open. “Oh, fuck—” He grips my hips, gasping over me. “I— I broke—”

Oh shit, he is bare inside me.

I cry out, unable to stave off my orgasm as it crashes over me. With a splash of fluid spilling down my ass, I push Noah off me. We both gasp at his rapid exit, but when he sees me squirting a second time, Noah dives back in with his hands. When he rubs his palm hard and fast over the whole base of my pelvis, I squirt against him again, my thighs clamping around his hand. He watches me with ravenous eyes as I curl into a ball beneath him, overcome by his touch.

As I collapse back onto the bed, Noah doesn’t look as scared as I expected.

Sure enough, the broken condom is rolled at the base of his shaft. I swallow hard. “Did you—"

“No, I didn’t come,” he groans, dropping his head. “Thank the Goddess you have some actual sense in your brain. My fucking wolf—”

“Noah,” I breathe. He perks up, and I push myself upright on shaky arms. We’re nose to nose, so I lower my voice. “Please, don’t be mean to my mate. You were just trying to help me feel good. It was just bad timing.”