Page 120 of King Luna

“Ahh! Oh—” I gasp as Noah clicks the vibrating egg to life against my clit. My hips rise off the bed. “Oh, my God! It— It feels like we’re mating—”

Noah thrusts the toy faster with each of my heaving moans, my hips twisting out of my control in desperation to come. My jerking pelvis scoots the vibrator faster, amplifying Noah’s heavy pressure on my G-spot until tingling pleasure shoots up my belly.

Crawling closer on all fours, Noah stations his thighs below my ass, angling my pelvis for better access. “Fuck, look at you. You’re taking it so well for me.”

His words push a rush of fluid from me, splashing across Noah’s lap. All I can do is moan louder, Noah angling the toy’s flared tip into just the right spot.

“Shit. You like that, huh? That’s what I thought.”

Noah rocks the vibrator, at the same time working me deeper with each jerk of my hips.

“Ah! Ah— N-Noah—” My back arches and my knees drop open on their own, forcing me to cling to my thighs for leverage. “H-how did you know I’d like these?”

“Beyond seeing your bedside drawer, I just know my Luna.” Noah breaks into a sly grin. “But I was actually talking about how I know my gorgeous mate still has a praise kink.”

I open my mouth to disagree, but as my pleasure only heightens, I flush hot. “O-oh, my God, I think you’re right.”

He laughs. “That’s my good girl. I hope you know it’s not for show. I mean every fucking word.”

Flustering me speechless, Noah circles the vibrator over my clit, clicking the button another time to increase the vibration’s intensity.

My voice rasps as I cry out, my moans louder than ever—whether I want them to be or not. “Oh, my God, it’s— It’s strong!”

“Too strong?” Noah chases my clit with enough stimulation to raise my eager hips high off the mattress. “Oh, no, that looks like it feelsgood.”

Growling, Noah circles my clit over and over again, watching me arch higher into the air. At the same time, he massages me on the inside, my claws extending into the bedding as my body begs me to ask for more.

Then my wolf whines for her mate. “Noah, please—”

“Please, what, beautiful?” Noah slows his pumping arm, but it’s torturously good still—slackening my jaw at how delicious his tender attention feels.

I groan. “I want you in me. Just you—”

Gaping, Noah stops everything at once—until he pulls the toy out of me. I cry out, shuddering as Noah mutters frantic apologies, but he’s still fumbling with his boxers. Which means he’s left my hips rolling on the sheets, my body trapped on the edge.

“Alpha,please—” I breathe.

“Fuck. Fuck—” Noah scoops up my hips in both hands, readying his dripping cock at my clenching entrance.

But I jerk upright at the intrusion, grasping his wrists. “Ah! You’re still big—”

“Fuck, sorry—”

“No, it’s good. It’s just so—” As I grip the mattress edge above my head, I push my hips down over him.

Thankfully, Noah stimulated enough fluid from me to coat us both. Applying warm, soft pressure to every inch of my inner muscles, Noah’s flexing shaft glides all the way in with one deep thrust.

With how sensitive he made me, my whining moan is loud enough to echo across the wide ceiling. Tingling warmth boils over in my core, rocked over and over again by Noah’s smooth skin inside me.

“Oh, Goddess.” Noah squeezes handfuls of my ass to add to his internal massage, thrusting deeper by the second.

My limbs writhe across the sheets, my claws scratching the headboard, sheets, and Noah’s back. He doesn’t seem to have a care in the world, engrossed in my every movement as his chest heaves.

“Fuck. Just watching you has me— Oh, I’m—” Shifting my hips to one arm, Noah fetches the abandoned, buzzing vibrator.

As he smashes my hips flush to his, he flicks the buzzing toy across my clit until I scream. “Noah!”

I come in a flurry of lights behind my eyes, my pelvis jerking as tingling pleasure extends to my face. Noah pounds against my urgent flexing over his shaft, his breath trembling as my body squeezes every last drop of affection from him.

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