Chapter 119: Let me in [M]
"Apparently, you’ve also taken away my ability to walk," Noelle says, the playful defiance in his voice and sits back on the bed.
I can’t help but smirk at him, placing my arms behind my head and gazing at him through half-closed eyes. The pheromones swirling in the room envelop us, igniting a primal need within me that refuses to be quelled.
Noelle turns to glare at me, but his eyes betray him, a hint of excitement flickering as they land on my renewed arousal. "You—" he starts, but I cut him off by sitting up and pulling him flush against me, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
"You see, when an alpha is around his omega in heat," I murmur, my hand sliding down to his waist and then lower, finding the perfect curve of his backside. I can’t resist giving it a playful slap, the sound echoing in the charged atmosphere between us. "The alpha has to be raring to go, you know? So it’s not really my fault."
With a teasing motion, I let my finger glide against his entrance, slick with a mixture of our bodies’ warmth, igniting every nerve in me. He twists in my grasp, impatience radiating from him like heat.
"What’s going to happen, my beloved star," I whisper, leaning in closer, my breath warm against his ear, "is that I’m going to knot you again and again, filling you up so deeply that you’ll be overflowing with me. I’ll claim you until you can’t walk, and by the time this heat is over, you’ll be pregnant, my beloved star."
The shudder that runs through him sends a jolt of exhilaration through me, and I can see the desire pooling in his eyes, raw and desperate. It’s intoxicating.
"Now, hands and knees," I command, my voice low and firm.
He complies almost too eagerly, his body responding instinctively to my words. I can’t help but admire the way he positions himself, presenting himself to me, inviting me in.
Kneeling behind him, I can feel the heat radiating from his body, and the sight before me is nearly overwhelming. My need surges, and I make a few painful tugs on my cock, trying to manage the desperate ache that’s building inside me.
I move closer, the heat between us palpable as I hold my aching erection, leaking with anticipation, and place it teasingly against Noelle’s entrance. I rub against him, savoring the slick warmth, making little thrusting movements that drive us both wild. The thrill of teasing him is electric.
"Thorne, please..." Noelle begs, his voice a mix of desperation and longing, and I can’t hold back any longer. I thrust into him hard, burying myself completely, our bodies joining in a perfect rhythm.