Page 26 of King Luna

“Does that feel good, gorgeous?” I whisper, tracing his heaving chest with my fingernails.

But Noah can’t seem to speak, soft gasps of pleasure escaping his lips as I rub him from base to tip with each squeeze of my inner muscles. I glide my massaging fingers up his chest to his scent gland. Instead of tracing my scarred mark there, I give his neck a swirling massage, urging more scent out. I don’t have to hope it feels just as delightful as when he’s done this to me; he jerks up into me with a soft cry, gripping my wrist hard as if I’m fingering his prostate. With this stimulation comes the most potent burst of Omega-like scent I’ve ever smelled from Noah, dropping my jaw as I salivate over its delicious sweetness.

With how heavily Noah’s hips press up into mine, his expanded cock filling every inch within me, I can’t control my body’s reaction; fluid gushes from my pussy, spurred on by Noah’s lusty scent. Sweetening the air, his sugary scent envelops my nose with spicy, cardamom undertones. I let out a whimpering moan in delight, but Noah moans louder, gripping my hips hard to meet my every bounce with an eager thrust.

He’s an absolute puddle of pleasure beneath me, my poor mate arching in desperation for release.

As he lets out a far more pleading moan, I tighten my inner muscles around his shaft, my heart flipping at how delicious his plushy counterpressure feels. “I’ve got you, Noah.”

Planting my palms beside his shoulders, I bounce over him. Noah pants like he never has in front of me before, his eyes flashing an even brighter yellow to join my wolf where she’s at—lost in the throes of our connection.

As Noah’s burning palms caress every inch of my bare skin in gratitude, I pound myself over his swollen cock—until hebreathes hard and fast, warning me he’s on the edge of a heavy orgasm.

My thighs burn, but I don’t care. Spreading my knees, I bury him to the hilt within me, chasing my own release as my clit bumps his abdomen with every bounce.

But Noah’s massive hands suddenly grip my hips down over his lap. I pant through harsh gasps, Noah’s pelvis jerking as he floods my core with wave after wave of heat. I squirt with him, riding him on the edge of my own impending orgasm as I chase his knot.

But as Noah slackens beneath me, his breath shaking through every moan, I try not to let my surprise show: his knot didn’t form.

Instead, he slumps onto the pillows, his cheeks flushed and eyelids drooping as he continues to shudder.

“Sorry,” Noah whispers, blinking through the haze. “You made my muscles so weak that—”

A moan escapes my lips as Noah helps me rock my hips back and forth over him, keeping my pelvis pinned tight to his lap. Between his heavy rubbing against my clit and his softening cock giving itself room to massage my G-spot even deeper, I can hardly mumble through the pleasure creeping up my chest. “No, no sorries. You’re so gorgeous that I’m—”

I whimper in delight, Noah tracing tingling touches up my sides. A sparkling pleasure climbs my spine, my nerves lit up in awe of him.

“Goodgirl,” he breathes.

“Noah—”

As I rock my hips, Noah writhes beneath me in leftover bliss. Between his breathy moans and his thick thumb rolling my clit, I cry out in pleasure, my thighs quivering around his waist. Tingles caress my body, buzzing comfort covering every inch of my belly, breasts, and neck until the nerves trickle tomy face. I keep my ass pressed tight to his hips, Noah’s big hands pressing down hard on the junction of my thighs as he rubs my clit faster. As his fingers wrap to my ass, squishing me into him with a tender press of his tip against my G-spot, I come hard enough to steal the breath from my lungs, my pussy clamping down rapidly over his cock. He gives me soft bounces of his hips, rubbing out every last drop of pleasure from me. My skin washes in goosebumps, satisfaction spilling from my lips as Noah massages me from the inside out.

As I slow to a trembling stop over Noah, he smiles beneath me, hardly able to keep his eyes open.

I pant in absolute delight, unable to stop softly moaning. “Oh, my God. I can’t believe how lucky I am. I’ve never seen anyone more beautiful.”

Noah covers his eyes with the back of his hand, but he doesn’t hide his deliriously happy smile.

I can only stare at him, my heart dancing in circles. Is this how good it feels for Noah to top me, turning me into a mushy mess on the mattress?

“I might need to do this again tomorrow,” I whisper.

Noah sputters out a sleepy laugh, daring to look at me again. “I can’t believe my pregnant mate did this to me. I was right: you might actually kill me next time from how hard you just made me come.”

I laugh, gripping my chest as I catch my breath. “Oh, good. At least we’d both go out with a bang.”

Noah groans through a laugh. “I saw the Moon Goddess, that’s for sure.”

Draping myself over him as I giggle, I kiss his sweaty chest. “We’re going to need another shower, but it looks like it’ll have to be in the morning.”

“Ugh, I know. I think you sucked the life out of my limbs. I don’t even know how I’m speaking.”

I can’t help myself, letting out a loud, hard laugh and accidentally squeezing him inside me. Noah’s breath hitches before he lets out a hiss.

I freeze, struggling to stifle more laughter. “Sorry, sorry—”

Lifting my hips, I free myself of his softening, oversensitive shaft, not thinking of anything else but easing him to sleep. Noah snags tissues beside us, but he’s too late, cupping around his sides as his cum spills from me, dripping across his abdomen.

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