Page 197 of King Luna

I hurriedly pull back, suckling over his tip. Using my leftover saliva dripping down his shaft, I stroke every inch of it, deepening my massage.

Noah groans, hardly able to keep himself from fucking my mouth as I suck faster and faster—until he can’t take it anymore. Hot fluid spurts into my mouth, cutting off my breath as it spills from my lips before I can swallow it all.

By the time Noah stops moving, his gasps are raspy and heaving. And my groin aches with an intense need for my mate.

“O-oh, fuck, Luna, I—” Noah’s voice shakes as he lifts my chin to gaze into my eyes.

When I meet his darkened cheeks and heavy-lidded stare above me, I shiver with excitement, knowing I made him feel just as good as intended.

A sly smile creeps over his face. “My feisty, feisty Luna. Let’s clean those gorgeous lips.”

I flop back onto the mattress, partly in submission as my wolf begs me to roll over for Noah. He pauses, taking in the sight. His smile is replaced by a serious, focused growl, leaving no inch of my body untouched by his stare.

As his big thumbpad swipes his cum from my lips, I skate my fingertips up his chest. He relaxes over me, his wet cock pulsing with arousal against my belly all over again.

Except this time, his muscles are fluid, his shoulders drooping over mine in a low prowl as he stoops to kiss me. Noah’s lips are relaxed and pliable, filling our bond with absolute adoration for me.

But their tingly pressure against my swollen lips also fills me with a need I can’t ignore.

“I want you inside of me.”

My whisper escapes on its own, but I’m not embarrassed in the least. My limbs are loose and eager for Noah, my fingertips massaging his scalp until he lets out a hungry growl.

Then he suddenly tugs my hips off the edge of the bed.

“Oh! Noah!?” I burst into giggles, but Noah captures my lips with a mischievous smile.

I melt into him with a happy hum. His kisses spread soothing tingles down my neck and breasts, tickling down to my toes.

Kneeling at the edge of our bed, Noah settles me onto his lap, compressing me against the side of our mattress. We've kissed millions of times, but the cushy pressure of his lips feels so good tonight that when Noah pauses, too distracted by reaching for a condom, I steal his searching hand to cup it around my ass.

He chuckles, nuzzling my nose. “Feisty, feisty Luna. I’m not forgetting about you. Come here.”

Smashing his lips into mine, Noah gives my ass a hard squeeze. I cup his cheek through a moan, kissing him even harder. Keeping Noah locked into our kiss, I dig through his bedside drawer with one hand, the other tracing teasing strokes up and down the length of his flexing shaft. It bobs harder and harder, nudging the condom as I slip it on. But when I lift my hips, walking my knees around Noah’s thighs to straddle his covered shaft, Noah slides his fingertips up my inner thigh to toy with my wet core.

“Mmm!” I lean into our kiss, my shoulders raising as Noah swirls thick fingers between my legs.

He’s so gentle that his touch feels even stronger, sparking warmth up my belly until I quiver through each breath. My pelvis presses down into him for heavier pressure. And Noah really gives it to me—all four fingers rubbing fast circles until my pussy gapes, begging him to enter me. With a harsh breath against my lips, Noah dips his fingers deep inside me, curling against my inner walls. I smash myself against his torso, desperate to plaster myself to him. My knees close in on his hips in an attempt to squeeze his wrist between my thighs, my pussy aching with want.

Noah slows, releasing a burst of soothing Omega scent. “Relax for me, gorgeous. It’s been a while.”

Nodding, I let out a pleased sigh. I focus on sinking into Noah’s touch, allowing my open mouth to rub against his lips as my eyes laze shut.

“Fuck, there you go, Luna. You’re doing such a good job.”

Noah switches from slow teases to tender presses into my pussy. Thick fingers slink further with every massaging touch, giving me the stuffed sensation I crave. I can’t help myself, panting against his lips as a flood of heat burns my cheeks. Noahgrowls, his free hand sliding up my rib cage until he can massage my breast just as tenderly. His thumb brushes my nipple back and forth between gentle squeezes, spurring a soft whimper from my throat.

“That’s it,” Noah purrs. “You’re literally dripping onto my thighs for me, Luna, and I can't get enough. Keep going.”

I moan into his mouth, nuzzling into him harder as his fingers ease out of me. They focus on a wider area, smoothing across every inch between my legs. But then his fingers slip deep into me in one swift motion, my pussy suckling over them like it's pulling him in.

My moan heightens in delight, puffing Noah’s chest. Each time he slips his fingers out of me, he plunges them in faster, raising my shoulders with a burst of tingles as he palpates my G-spot.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl. Your body’s opening up for me on its own. It's so fucking beautiful.”

I can’t process Noah’s raw, dirty whispers, so I surrender to my wolf’s desires in primal bliss. I rub my head all over his neck and chest, leaning into the lulls in Noah’s musk until I encourage his scent to burst—coating every inch of me.

“Oh, Noah—Noah—”

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