She gives me a small groan, and nothing else.There’s barely even a shift in her breathing as she lies in my arms, still and quiet.That is, until the soft snores start back up.
Poor thing is still so exhausted.
A wick smile curves across my lips as I slide down her body and gently turn her over.Still, soft snores pour from her mouth.I ease her legs open and stare down at her glistening pussy already dripping with slick.Unable to resist, I arch my neck so I can lap at her, drinking in her honeyed arousal.I’ll never tire of her taste and smell.
She rouses a bit, but still sleeps.Spreading her open with my thumbs, I slip my tongue inside her entrance, fucking her with quick, shallow thrusts.Only then does she finally wake.
Pulling up from between her thighs, I put a finger over my lips and wink.“Unless you want to give your brother quite the education, you need to make sure you stay nice and quiet for me.Can you do that?Can you show me how well you can take my tongue and cock without making a single sound?”
Her wide eyes blink a few times as she gives me a sleepy nod.Satisfied, I go back to my task and continue to eat her like she’s morning breakfast.Though she twists and turns, I have to give her credit, hardly a sound slips from her lips.
I hover at her clit, teasing her with my breath before darting the tip of my tongue out to flick against the swollen tissue.Noelle shoves her hand over her mouth and groans so softly I barely hear it.Through the bond, however, I feel every bit of her arousal as if it’s my own.
Precum leaks from my tip and smears against the sheets as I hump against them, desperate to be inside her once more.Enough games.I need to make her come so I can lose myself in the comfort of her body.
Applying my attention to her clit, I slide three fingers deep inside her, filling her up as I tease her.Her breath quickens as her hips rock up in the air.With each quiver of her inner walls, I can tell she’s close.
God, but she’s gorgeous in the throes of passion.Her thighs clamp around my head as her fingers grip my hair.Still, she contains her noises like a good little omega.When she finally explodes around my tongue and fingers, she yanks the pillow out from under her head and slams it over her mouth so any sound that leaves is muffled and not heard by young ears.
“Good girl,” I groan as I ease myself from between her thighs.“I knew you could do it for me.Now, keep being a good girl for me while I fuck you into this bed.Here, I’ll make it easier for you.”With my one hand, I line my cock up at her entrance.With the other, I clamp it over her mouth.“Now you can be as loud as you want.Within reason, of course.”
I surge forward, filling her up with my cock as her eyes roll back into her skull.Pleasure lines every inch of her body as she bows up and wails into my hand.I barely hear it, yet my soul screams with her pleasure.
Through the bond, we meld into one.I can feel just how I hit that spot that drives her wild, how her toes curl when I drag out and slam back in.Her arousal amps my own, heightening it until I can’t tell us two apart.
I dig my fingers into her hips as I pound into her, impaling her, invading her with every long stroke of my thick cock.God, but I’ll never grow tired of seeing her body pinken with arousal, how her breasts bounce as I fuck her, or how her eyes glaze over as she nears another orgasm.
Ripping my hand away, I lean down and capture her lips with mine and revel in the feeling of her lips quivering against me as I smother her screams.Her inner walls ripple and clamp down, squeezing me so tight, I nearly forget to breathe.
As my knot swells, I slam home again.One thrust, two, three.Groaning into her mouth, I slide in one last time as I hook behind her pubic bone.The instant I lock into place, she shudders beneath me as another orgasm rocks through her.
Once her breathing returns to normal, I hold her close and turn over, letting her lie on top of me as we stay joined.Her breathing deepens, but she never goes back to sleep.Instead, we both lie there, panting, speaking only through the bond.
Her life is finally laid bare to me.I can see and feel the anguish she had to endure after her parents died.I see just how hard she works and how little it covers really anything.In turn, I show her my life, allowing her to get a glimpse of how we’re the same.
It’s a bonding moment I never dreamed I’d have.As she draws lazy circles on my chest, our love and affection grow.Unfortunately, we both know we can’t stay like this forever.As soon as my cock softens, I pull out and slip away to her bathroom to clean up before wiping her down.
By the time her brother comes out of his room, we have a simple breakfast for him and some hot coffee for me.Just one look at the boy, and I can see why Noelle was so concerned.As an Alpha, he’s about half the appropriate size.
This ends now.
Now that Noelle is mine, that means her family is mine too.And I take care of what’s mine.
The young man interrogates me, and I have to admit, it’s a bit endearing.Try as he might, he’s just not intimidating.Not yet, anyway.When he’s older, he will be a force to be reckoned with.But that’s another problem for another time.
Now, all I care about is making sure my new family is well taken care of and tended to.And that starts with Christmas.My lips curl into a large smile as I close off my end of the bond and formulate a plan.No sense in spoiling the surprise.
Noelle snores softlyas I pull away from her on Christmas Eve.Time for Santa to work a little magic.It’s only been a two days since bringing her home from the clinic as my mate, and yet I feel as if we’ve been together forever.I guess that’s what happens when two wandering souls finally become one.
Easing away from her is like torture, but picturing the look on her face is worth it as I slip out of the house and into the night.Normally, by this time, it would take a true miracle to make things happen.Luckily, money makes the miraculous mundane.
It takes several trips between my car and the small apartment before everything is in.Though they had some decorations up, it’s not nearly the magic I want them to experience.
By the time I’m ready to assemble, the tiny living room is near bursting as I pull out a pre-lit tree, boxes of ornaments, and other Christmas decorations.Hours tick by as I get everything hung up and ready for them.Thankfully, I have coffee in a never-ending supply.
The early dawn rays seep in through the window by the time I nestle the last present under the tree.And not a moment too soon.Soft sounds come from Daniel’s room as he stirs awake.
Granted, I don’t know what traditions he and Noelle have, but based on the few memories I’ve seen, there’s never really been a mad dash for presents or stockings.Hiding my grin, I tiptoe back to the room I share with Noelle and slip back under the sheets.
