Page 83 of Her Knotty Alphas

Damn. I might be able to orgasm again just off the sounds of their groans as I lick up Noah's release off my hand. His flavor bursts on my tongue, cinnamon, clove, and that distinct alpha musk that makes my mouth water.

"Dammit. That was hotter than it had any right to be," Charlie mutters, and him trying to push down his erection that his Superman costume is doing nothing to hide.

"Don't worry, Golden Boy," I croon, shooting him a wink. "You're next on my list."

Shit. Heat-spike Hannah is a major slut.

"I need to change these shorts," Noah mutters as he follows me into the nest.

"I couldn't agree more," I murmur, turning around and hooking my thumbs through the waistband of his gym shorts. Now that he's not sitting, I can push them down, and he steps out of them easily, his hard-again cock springing free.

"Maybe we should take a shower." He frowns, looking down after pulling off his shirt. "I have dried cum on me."

"Mmm," I turn around, pointing to the zipper on the back of my costume, "I'll need help getting out of this."

My breath hitches when I feel his fingers find the zipper, and he pulls it down slowly. It's nothing, however, compared to the way my heart nearly stops when I feel him press a kiss to the now-exposed skin of my back. He continues to trail kisses down each inch of flesh he reveals, until the zipper stops just above my ass.

Then, the rough skin of his hands slides under the costume, smoothing over my bare shoulders as he removes the catsuit for me. His hard chest presses against my back as he runs his hands over my shoulders and cups my breasts over my bra.

"You're so damn beautiful," he murmurs into my skin as he kisses my shoulder. "So gorgeous," another kiss, "so perfect for me." Lips pressed against the skin right below my ear. "I love you, Hannah."

I turn in his hold, looping my arms around his neck. "I love you, Noah." He kisses me, a soft, sensuous brush of our lips that turns more urgent when he picks me up and my legs wrap around his naked waist. I can feel his pulsing cock brushing against my pussy, the thin fabric of my thong the only thing separating us.

We devour each other, our bodies communicating on a level I'll never quite understand. It's not until he puts me down, turning on the water to the giant waterfall shower that I think to take off my bra and underwear.

"I feel like it's going to be too easy to slip and fall if I'm holding you, princess." Noah says roughly, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "I just need to wash off my body. Do you want to come in with me? Or do you want to stay here?"

"Come in with you of course." I frown at him. Of course I want to be as close to him as I can at all times. He only smiles and grabs two hair ties from my bathroom counter, putting my hair up in a messy bun first before doing the same thing to his.

Washing each other in the shower feels so…intimate. His soapy hands roam over my body, lingering a little longer on my breasts than strictly necessary, but I return the favor byreallylathering up his groin and letting my hands run over the ridges of his abdominal muscles for too long.

I mean, we can't have any leftover dried cum, can we?

After rinsing off and turning off the water, Noah jumps out first, holding out a towel for me to dry off with. Not that I use it for very long, because one second we're walking out of my bathroom, and the next I'm being swept up in Noah's arms againand laid on the bed. Before I can contemplate what's happening, he's lowering himself so his face is buried in my pussy.

"Oh, fuck!" I cry out, my back arching off the bed. Noah licks and sucks at my clit like its candy, and he has a sweet tooth.

"You taste so good, princess," he groans against my folds before diving back in. My hands fist the sheets of the mattress as his skilled tongue works me over, drawing an earth-shattering orgasm out of me faster than anything I've ever experienced. My toes curl, my throat screams, and my vision goes white as I completely fall apart, get put back together, and shatter all over again.

He smirks up at me before I let my head fall back into the pillows, and he sits up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Good?"

I almost let out a shocked laugh, but like I said, Noah makes me want to be a brat. "I've had better."

He lets out a little playful growl, his eyes sparkling as he crawls up my body, his face hovering over mine. I only arch a brow at him. "You're a little bit of a brat, aren't you?" He huffs a laugh.

"Only for you,alpha," I draw out the word, teasing.

He hums, his hand trailing down my shoulder and across my skin until they brush the taut peaks of my breasts. My skin is alight with sensation, and then he fucking pinches my nipple.

"Present for your alpha," he rumbles, and holy shit, my pussy just got wetter.

It's ingrained in my very being to want to present for my alpha, so it's a no brainer to roll onto my stomach, my arms stretched out in front of me, and my ass in the air. Noah's hand smoothes over my back, both hands running down my spine and over my ass, almost reverently. "Ah, but a bratty omega wouldn't present for her alpha so beautifully," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my spine before I feel him line himself up with my center.

He runs the head of his cock over my clit a few times, leaving me panting and desperate. "Please, Noah. I need it," I'm panting, "I'll be good, I swear."

He lets out a low chuckle, before finally,finally, thrusting his hard cock all the way inside of me, his knot bumping the entrance of my pussy.

"Oh,fuck, Noah!" I cry out, my hands fisting the sheets in front of me.

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