Page 45 of Freeing My Alpha

He hoists me off the table, keeping his hips cinched to mine to protect our knotted bodies. Still, the sudden shift in position makes us groan in pain.

Dropping himself into the chair, Noah allows me to straddle him, steadying my hips. But with how wet I still am, his expanded girth pushes even deeper into me than it already prodded. Before I can stop myself, I moan with leftover pleasure, my legs twitching around his thighs. Noah heaves beneath me, his hips automatically bucking, and it only makes it worse: my body jerks until Noah cinches his arms tight around my waist, keeping me pressed to his chest.

We’re nose to nose, Noah’s breath tickling my lips. “You want more, Omega?”

I flush. “I...”

When I test out a slow rock of my hips, delight heats my cheeks. The doting look in Noah’s eyes flips my heart, his palms caressing my back like he’s loving every second he's tied to me.

When one hand settles behind my head, the other eases over my thigh. It slips over my thigh’s ridge, dipping into the sensitive, smooth skin—just beside where he’s knotted in me.

“You're gorgeous,” he whispers.

His thumb massages my swollen clit, and I jolt from how sensitive it feels. Skating my fingers into Noah’s hair, I ease my mouth against his, indulging in the full weight of his lips.

We kiss slowly and heavily, licking each other’s tongues like we’re soothing the exhaustion from each other.

But Noah’s teasing has grown to heavy, circling strokes, my clit sending shockwaves up my chest until tingles reach my neck. As my legs shake over his thighs, Noah’s massage turns into a deep, frantic rub.

“Mm! Ah!” I moan into his mouth, filling his lungs with my indulgence.

His hips nudge his shaft into my core, hitting the deepest spot inside me he can. As if that wasn’t torturous enough, he growls his next words.

“Goddess, you’re doing such a good job.”

My breath turns frantic, urging Noah to kiss me as deep as his heavy bulge in my belly. He rocks my hips over him as my core flutters on the edge, enchanted by his touch all over my body. My hips twitch on their own, kneading my core until my legs shiver beside him, widening to sink him as deep as he can reach.

As I come with breathy, gasping moans, Noah smashes his head against mine, nuzzling into my pleased scent. I collapse against his chest, allowing him to hold my entire body in a tight embrace.

But as he rests back against the chair, a loud crack echoes across the room.

The chair bursts beneath our weight in a crackle of wood chips and dust. We’re suddenly on the floor, red-faced and wincing in pain.

Noah grips my hips in panic. “Fuck! Are you hurt?!”

“No...” I gasp, patting Noah all over to check for wood shards. Then I gape at the mess beneath him. “But the chair is. I think you smashed it even harder than me.”

Glancing around at the splinters circling our bodies, Noah’s stare lands back on mine. We burst into laughter at the same time, nuzzling each other’s foreheads in disbelief.

“Good thing this place comes out of my pocket,” Noah mutters.

“Noah!? You fund this place yourself?”

“N-not entirely by myself, but—”

I laugh even harder, squishing his cute, scruffy cheeks. “Oh, come on! Why don't you ever tell me how amazing you are?!”

He groans, hiding his face into my neck. My toes curl, delighted by his soft nudge against my mark. Noah flexes inside me amongst the wood shards, and I suck in a soft breath.

As Noah glances at our bound hips, his expression shifts, and his wolf spins in excited circles.

I giggle. “What is it, my shy Alpha?”

Skating his fingers to my lower abdomen, Noah’s soft, pointed touch flips my heart with emotion. Tears rush to my eyes, my breath shaking as he stares back.

“We really did that,” he whispers.

It hits me all at once, a blur of frantic, stimulated emotions that force me to cling to Noah for dear life. He holds me tighter, and it only adds to my excitement pile.

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