Page 43 of Freeing My Alpha

I'm finding it difficult to breathe, caught between Noah’s intoxicating smell, my desperation for him, and the way he’s gazing at me like he knows exactly how he wants to fuck me silly.

My breath catches just before I speak. “Maybe...”

Noah’s wandering expression suddenly hardens. “Maybe? No, that's not sure enough for me.”

“Noah, listen to me before you decide what I need.”

He freezes, his breath rapid and shallow.

“This isn’t a new desire for me. I’ve agreed with your wolf this whole time. After doing all this work on fears, I know they’re not my friend. Most of the time, I never asked for them. They were placed on me. So if I put them all aside, all that’s left is my heart. And in my heart, I’m ready to have a baby. With you.” I take a deep, shaky breath, overwhelmed by Noah’s explosive emotions in our bond. “R-right now.”

The flash of desire in Noah’s eyes speeds my heart into a gallop.

Okay, it's safe to say this is new information to him, as Lilian predicted. He looks like he’s seconds away from losing composure.

I ease my hand down my leg, my heart pounding at the way his eyes track my fingers. As I lift my skirt, ever-so-slowly, I huff in tandem with him. Our bond feels like it could burst with lust.

Rotating my exposed thigh to part my legs, I stare at him straight in the eyes. A wolf’s challenge for dominance.

Noah races for me, hot hands sending shockwaves of heat to my groin as they land on my lower back.

Crashing into my lips, Noah nips at them between caressing my breasts, thighs, and stomach. I grasp at his belt, overwhelmed by his hands devouring what feels like every inch of my skin, but he’s already up my skirt, his thumb kneading my clit. I gasp for more of him, my knees dipping as pleasure sparks up to my throat.

But Noah wastes no time, his fingers slipping into the base of my panties. I shudder into his mouth as he toys with my soaked core, his growl vibrating through my torso.

“Fuck, you’re telling the truth. I can smell how badly you want it.”

I flush, overwhelmed by his speeding fingers as it is. But when they slip inside me, I have to grip his jacket at the jolt of pleasure it shoots to my heart.

“N-Noah! Ah!”

I buck as his fingers massage my inner wall, pressing my G-spot over and over again. Between the fire in his eyes and his hot breath all over my neck, the heat within me rushes every drop of my blood to my flexing core.

“O-oh, God, I'm already—”

He huffs as I pant against his lips, my legs squirming as I near the edge. “No, not yet. Come here.”

Noah guides my stumbling legs to a dining table across the kitchen, his eyes a bright wolf-yellow. He effortlessly hoists me onto the table, but even with the table's added height, he has to stoop to reach my lips. Our lips glide in a tender massage, Noah’s purr buzzing in my throat as I free his throbbing cock. When I lay back for him, Noah squeezes handfuls of my ass.

His hands slide down my thighs, pushing my skirt over my hips and sending shivers up my spine. When my knees drop open for him, he drags me flush against his exposed cock with a huff.

With nothing between us and no plans to use protection, it all becomes real.

My heart leaps into my throat; Noah's eyes are locked on mine. We’re startlingly serious. Waiting for the other to move first.

Tugging my panties to the side, I give him enough of my silent permission to break his freeze. Noah lines himself up to enter me, eyes blazing so bright they’re almost glowing. My head is fuzzy with need, whimpering in delight at his warm tip completely bare against my entrance.

But I stop him with my palm flat against his chest. “Wait. Not until you answer my question directly.”

He flexes, his tip slipping against my core, and I bite back a moan.

But Noah continues to stare, his hands dragging up and down my abdomen beneath my dress in a tantalizing massage. “Goddess, I just can’t process that this is happening yet. Are you really sure about this? About me?”

“What I’m sure about is that I want this with you, and only you. Especially if you want it. You matter to me, Noah.” I break into a teasing smile. “I also can’t make a baby alone.”

Noah’s chest heaves, a new rush of his yearning scent fluttering my eyelids. When my hips wriggle on their own, nudging his cock against my entrance, Noah whispers the truth.

“I want to get you pregnant. Even more so now that I know you want it too. Today.”

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