Page 66 of King Luna

Noah meets my eyes in the mirror, his lips parted in pleasure as he toys with me. “What’s wrong? Are two fingers not thick enough?”

My eyelids flutter as he sticks three fingers deeper inside me, widening the space between them to gently stretch me. I groan, my thighs quivering, and Noah purrs.

“Was that what you wanted?”

As Noah works my G-spot deeper, harder, all I can do is shake my head, groaning at how tenderly he’s stroking the absolute depths of me.You’re not enjoying yourself alongside me.

Noah lifts one eyebrow, his grin returning through his heavy-lidded stare. “I’m not enjoying myself, am I?”

Stepping to the side of my hips, Noah reveals his throbbing cock in the mirror. It’s grown so large that it’s poking out from the stretched leg of his boxers, every flex revealing how dark pink and swollen his tip has become. My mouth waters; the vanity light above the bathroom mirror glimmers along his tip as it shines with precum, dripping down the base of his shaft.

I grit my teeth, staving back a heavy moan. “Maybe you’re enjoying the view. But you want to mate me, hard. I can smell it. Why aren’t you, Alpha?”

Noah huffs. “Because you’re releasing such a fucking delicious scent that you’ve made me swell to the point where it almost hurts. I’m worried about hurting you too if I don’t properly prepare you.”

I’m stunned speechless.

Noah knows it. Revealing a flash of his incisors with his teasing smile, Noah grips my hip in one hand, dropping my jaw as he pulses faster against my G-spot while his thumb presses down on my clit in rhythm. I sputter through each breath, moaning with every dip of my knees.

I can’t believe how sensitive he’s made me. With every few pulses, he repeats the rhythmic cycle he’s created—pulling his hand out of me, teasing my clit until a bundle of pressure forms between my thighs, then diving back in. Each time his fingers re-enter me, he applies faster and faster pressure to my inner walls—until I let out a hearty cry. He’s stroking my deepest nerves, moving far beyond “preparing” me. My hips lurch higher, begging for more. Noah pumps hard and fast into me, stirring my breath into a startlingly rapid urgency. That familiar feeling of fluid builds in my pussy, aching to be expressed.

But I don’t squirt, stuck on the edge; Noah chooses this moment to slow down, allowing me to quiver against the countertop as I catch my breath through his soft, steady strokes.

By now, he’s made me soak my own thighs. Noah slips his boxers off with his free hand, stepping out of them behind me. My inner muscles clench hard over his fingertips, begging him to enter me. I widen my knees, but the elastic of my panties digs deep into my thigh, restricting me from opening myself up to him further. I’m forced to settle back down with a groan.

“Am I frustrating you, sweet Omega?” My mate smiles, knowing what he’s doing to me. He inhales a lungful of my desperate scent, his irises bright golden as they challenge my staredown, but I don’t let him speak another word.

Before my gorgeous mate can tease me further, my wolf growls through me. “I asked you to stop holding yourself back for me.”

Noah blinks a few times, inhaling my eruption of Alpha musk before regaining his cool. Except now that he’s gazing at me through serious, heavy-lidded eyes, my heart lurches into my throat.

“I see. I thought you were worried about my annoying dick nudging you to enter you too early, so I was trying to keep you enjoying yourself instead of worrying about me. But it seems like I read you wrong.”

I can hardly gasp as he slips his fingers out of me, my knees dipping at the sudden emptiness in my core. As I tremble in a heap against the counter, Noah slips my panties off my hips, letting them fall over the tops of my feet.

“So, when you told me to mate you hard likeIwanted to, was that actually a request of whatyouwanted, my feisty Alpha?”

My cheeks burn hot in the mirror. I lose the battle to bite back a smile as Noah rubs his shaft against my soaked core, stirring me back into overwhelm. My pussy flexes urgently, my teeth releasing my lips as they part in pleasure.

“Maybe,” I breathe.

Noah hums, his smile widening. “Why didn’t you tell me directly? I’d rather not have to guess what you want, even though I try.”

My heart sinks. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”

Sweeping his hands over me, Noah is suddenly so soft with me that I’m tempted to turn away, embarrassed. But he draws me close, his heart aching with me. “Don’t be sorry, my sweet Luna. But I think you still need to get clearer with me tonight since I’m not understanding. So, tell me what you want, and I’d be happy to do it how you’d like.”

My heart pounds into my ears as I stare up at him, our lips ghosting over each other as our eyes remain locked. I grip his suit jacket, my breath heightening as warmth pools far deeper into my core—I might be uncomfortable with how I just acted, but Noah presented a true challenge for me just now, and now that I’m facing it, I absolutelyloveit.

“Be rougher with me,” I whisper against his lips. “I miss it, and I don’t want you to think I’m fragile now that you got me pregnant with your huge wolf baby.”

Noah hums. “I have a lot of thoughts about that, my very not-fragile mate. But for now, by rough, do you mean you want me to be rough with my hips once I work you up, or to be rougher with your whole body—minus Little Wolf, of course.”

My heart flips, anticipatory anxiety spiking its beat into my ears. “My whole body.”

“Good girl.” His deep whisper comes out more like a growl. “Is that a request from my sweet Omega? Or was it my grumpy little Alpha speaking, so it’s more correct to call it anorder?An order to mate you rough and hard—until your moans morph into yells again.”

I’m not smiling anymore. Noah stares so closely that my wolf bristles, overcome by goosebumps beneath her fur. My feet shuffle as I breathe faster, my core empty and craving him.

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