Page 121 of King Luna

My moans soften, relaxing into pleased hums as Noah slows into gentle thrusts, soft purrs escaping his lips. I drag my hands across my belly, breasts, and face, blissed out with a fuzzy warmth that traces my body. Noah purrs at the sight, leaning over me to kiss my mark. His careful, caressing lips give me butterflies.

Shuddering again, Noah rocks himself tighter against me, fluttering my eyelids. “Oh, what a good girl. You did such a good job.”

I hum through the leftover pleasure, endorphins flooding my heart as I open my eyes to Noah’s blissful gaze.

His eyes drag down me before returning to my huffing lips. “You look like you feel so good, Luna.”

“I do. Especially because I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” He smiles, his engorged shaft sliding back before giving me another gentle thrust.

Gripping Noah’s shoulders, I moan. “Ah! God, it's still nice— But you didn’t finish? You’re still moving.”

“I-I did finish. But Vik was right. You smell so pregnant that my body stopped knotting.”

My cheeks flush as we break into giddy smiles.

But Noah's mischievous grin takes over. “Which also means that whenever you want more, I can keep working you without stopping.”

My heart flips. “Oh, Goddess, Noah. I’d love to, as long as you’re okay that I’ll have to lay here like a lump. You really did turn me into a happy puddle—”

Purring, Noah licks my mark—hard. I moan at the pleasure it echoes between my legs, my sensitive core squeezing his shaft with every slow pulse of his hips. After stimulating a flood of my scent from me, Noah breathes me in, letting out a hungry growl.

I shiver. “Oh, shit. Never mind, I’m awake again, and I want as much as you’d like to give me.”

Chuckling, Noah drags his lips over my throat, tracing my mark with kisses until warmth floods my groin again. When I squeeze his shaft faster, I’m met with urgent, pulsing flexes in response.

Noah groans. “I can feel that. But we can still catch our breaths. Take a minute, Luna.”

I sigh, running my fingers through his messy hair. “Noah?”

“Hmm?”

“I want to mate you face to face like this, as many times as we can, before our baby gets too big.” I rub my hands along my belly, drawing Noah's stare between our linked bodies.

As he strokes my abdomen, Noah’s loving smile fills my chest with a buzzing excitement. “Okay, my love. I’ll be nice and gentle this time while cuddling you as we mate. I’m not putting pressure on you there, am I?”

“No. But I am worried about your arms getting tired if you have to hold yourself up all morning.”

Noah grins. “Don’t be. I feel way too good to care. But do you need anything? Do you want your bread?”

I gasp. “Oh, fuck yes.”

Noah laughs. He leans over for my secret pumpkin bread stash in the bedside table drawer.

But my jaw clenches, my wolf genuinely infuriated as Noah takes a huge bite of pumpkin bread in front of my face—until I see he’s simply holding it between his teeth.

When he stoops to drop the bread into my mouth, I open up like a baby bird.

Noah lets out the brightest laugh as I moan at the sweet spices hitting my tongue, my legs squeezing his waist. But Noah only waits for the bread to disappear behind my lips before he smashes his lips against mine in a heavy kiss.

Cinnamon crashes through our kiss, Noah’s sweet pumpkin lips urging me to lick them clean. His deep, delighted purr curls my toes, my knees widening for him to drop more of his weight across my pelvis.

Burying one arm beneath me for a full-body hug, Noah has slow, cuddly sex with me. Every nerve buzzes with his skin gliding over mine. His gentleness allows me to indulge in every minor pleasure before coming anywhere near a climax.

But it’s more than just sex. We whisper our affections, grip each other’s hair, massage each other’s bodies. And while we’re doting on each other, adding layer upon layer of blissful sensation until we rise back to the edge, I notice something different.

Our scents flow freely. One second we both smell like Omegas, the next we smell like Alphas. And the rest of the time, we alternate between Alpha and Omega, free to express ourselves as we kiss each other senseless.

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