Page 85 of Freeing My Alpha

Our bodies fall flush from head to toe. It softens the remaining worry between us, Noah’s every shift and squirm sliding against my bare skin.

Hands drag across each other’s backs, fingernails in each other’s hair. Our hands lace with a tight squeeze as we ease into long, deep kisses. Our hips rub against each other, daring to connect. Noah feels so good against me that my heart clenches, physically aching from how much I love him.

“I adore you. I love being this close to you,” I whisper.

He purrs into my mouth, dragging his tongue across mine. His hand behind my head deepens every kiss, his hips rocking in motion with my heavy breaths.

As I prepare him to enter me, I allow the natural flow of our grinding hips to guide him in, bit by bit. My breath hitches in pain as his massive cock stretches my pussy, but when Noah stiffens in worry, I grip his ass. “Deeper. Please—”

“Okay, sweet Omega. You’ve got this. You’ve done such a good job, getting so wet for me—”

I gasp as he pushes past my sore entrance, suddenly slipping into my swollen core. He's more immersed inside me than he has been all month. The bliss is so heavy, it aches, and I gush onto the pillow.

Noah’s eyes stare deep into mine, living every millisecond of sensation with me with heaving pants. My legs clamp around his hips, dragging him further, further, further.

“Oh, fuck,” Noah growls. “You’re such a good girl, I can’t stand it.”

Dropping my head back with a heavy inhale, I moan as he brushes the deepest point in me. “Ah— More—”

Noah’s heavy moan cuts me off as his eyelids flutter, carefully dragging his cock back just to plunge deeper again. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good, and I’m so weak to it. I’m sorry, I’m— I’m already—”

His intense pleasure hits me deep, making my hips squirm. My nails dig into his ass, urging him to meld with me.

“More, Noah! Please!”

He pulses into me gently but steadily, careful not to slip too far out. Our lips mash together, and we grip each other's hair as we trade moans back and forth.

Goddess, look at you. I can’t believe how well you’re doing. Noah’s breath speeds against my cheek, his hips twitching with impatience. When he releases my lips to kiss me with tongue, I moan into his mouth at how good it feels to have him inside me in more than one way. But the extra emphasis on his inward stroke makes me cry in delight, each brush of my cervix fluttering my heart.

I break our kiss with a panting heave. “Noah, you’re about to make me—”

“Ah, fuck—” Noah buries his cock into me as deep as he can, filling me with burst after burst of thick fluid. My head drops back as I claw into his shoulders, taken by the heavy warmth his cum spreads throughout my core. His knot consumes all remaining room at my entrance, his tip compressing my cervix with massaging pressure until I yell with every moan.

“Noah! Ah! Ah—”

“I’ve got you—” He kneads my clit with his wide thumbpad, and my hips writhe with gratification. “Fuck, you’re doing so, so well—”

As I come hard over his knotted cock, Noah’s frenzied gasps against my lips wrack my heart. He cradles my head as my eyes roll back, immersed in the blooming pleasure in our bond as it steals my vision. Noah whimpers over me, kissing my jawline until I can finally see again enough to kiss him back.

“Noah—” I breathe. “Oh, my— My God, I—” I want to tell him how hard his loving comfort just made me orgasm, hitting every nerve in my body with bliss, but his soft, exhausted kisses tell me he understands.

“Good job, gorgeous. You did such a good job,” he whispers.

God, I still don’t know how to respond to his genuine, sultry praise. All I can force myself to whisper is a shy, “T-thank you— F-for your help.”

I’m too pleasure-limp to open my eyes, nuzzling Noah’s cheeks as I urge more and more kisses from him. The purring cuddle between us morphs from lust aftershocks to indulgence, huddling into each other's cozy embrace.

I’m tempted to doze off with my face squished against Noah’s and our limbs tangled, but every time I open my eyes to gaze at my mate, I’m reminded of how much I’m loved.

Noah is still looking at me with heavy-lidded eyes. He hasn’t spoken a word, but I feel his thoughts in his hands cradling me to him, the sharp, heart-clenching breaths he takes when we meet eyes, and each uptick of his love in our bond when another purr escapes my lips.

Eventually, he answers my curious gaze with his mindlink. I couldn’t imagine living the rest of my years with anyone but you. Thank you for trusting me to hold you through your pain.

I huff out the tender, loving ache that strikes my heart. Crashing into a cuddly, deep kiss, I breathe in every second of Noah’s satisfied scent. Thank you for being here on this planet with me.

Noah’s warm, spreading smile soothes my heart.

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