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My words hit their target as Noah’s spicy, lustful scent surrounds us and begins seeping deeper into the club until every eye falls onto us.

Sitting up a little taller, Noah sinks deeper onto my cock. His tongue laps at my frenulum, and I jolt in my spot. My hands find his soft hair and I massage his scalp, feeling the way he shakes with desire.

Inch by inch Noah licks, sucks, and nuzzles my cock until I'm dripping with his saliva. My entire groin aches and burns as my climax sits just beneath the surface. I’ve never been one for public play but the way Noah responds to the attention has every fear and doubt of mine flying out the window. He’s like a god beneath the glow of red and white lights as he orchestrates everyone's focus.

“I thought you were going to make a mess of me, Sir.” Noah smirks up at me. “But all you’ve done is gently pat my head. I want you to own me.”

“Anything for you, your honor,” I hiss and slide my hand to the back of his head, clutching his hair into a fist and guiding him back to my cock. “No need for a safe word, sweetheart. I’ll know when you need to breathe.”

Noah’s pupils dilate and he sucks in a deep breath as one of his hands reach between his legs to palm his dick.

Wrapping his lips around me once more, this time I don't let Noah set the pace. Pushing his head down and lifting my hips, my cock meets the back of his throat as I give a sharp thrust. Noah’s heart races and he hungrily slurps around me.

Pulling him right to the tip of my cock I don't give him a moment to recover before I'm pushing him back. Over and over I push and pull, using my mate like a flesh light, fucking into his mouth.

The groans that slip from my lips turn animalistic as my blood runs hot and Noah’s whimpers swirl through the club.

My colony resumes their feeding but their eyes are all trained heavily on us as they seek their own pleasures.

But I don’t focus on them for long as Noah pulls his dick from his pants and strokes himself in time with me. He’s beautiful with his mouth stuffed with cock and glittering eyes as tears form in his waterlines. With pupils blown wide, Noah relaxes his throat, taking me ever so deeper and I grind into his throat.

For a second, he gags, and it sets me on fire. Hissing, I pull him back to my crown and let him suck in a breath through his nose, but I can see the determination glowing in his gaze. Noah swallows me eagerly and chokes again but continues his onslaught of pleasure as clear tears run down his cheeks. His hand quickens on his dick, and his thick scent of lust has me feeling dizzy, as if I'm falling under his spell.

“You take my cock so well, little mate. Like you’re made for me,” I grind out, biting the inside of my cheek to keep my climax at bay. I could never grow old from this sight. Of my mate on his knees before me, taking his pleasure as much as he’s giving me mine.

Noah speeds up as spittle coats his lips and drips down his chin. Every nerve in my body is on edge as my toes curl in my boots and my entire being lights up with ecstasy.

“I’m so close. Drink me down.” I listen closely to Noah’s heart, catching the way it beats slightly slower as his oxygen levels drop.

Despite his lack of breath, Noah tugs my balls until it hurts, and I erupt without warning.

Stars bloom behind my eyes, and I let out a silent scream as his throat contracts around me, sucking down every drop that escapes me.

I’m floating. High on the pleasure my mate gives me and I don't even feel it when he rises from his spot and swipes his fingers across my lips. The salty tang of his own cum explodes across my tongue. I snatch his hand and hold him in place as I lap at his digits, catching every taste I can get of my perfect mate. I look deep into his eyes and he watches me back.

His blood is divine, and his cum is pure addiction.

Noah smirks down at me as he leans over and kisses me lightly. With a raspy voice, he says, “You might own me. But I'll bring you to your knees every time, old man.”

I clasp his jaw and wipe away his spit from his chin and kiss him again, tasting myself on his tongue. We taste perfect together.

“I’d gladly kneel for you, Noah. And I'll bring you right down with me.” I tuck myself back into my trousers and help Noah do the same.

My mate giggles and his eyes lift, gazing across the club. A quiet exhale ripples through the room as our scene softens, leaving only the sacred space between us. Around us, everyone slips back into their own worlds while we settle together on the cushions.

“Can we stay here forever? Could we just forget about everything else beyond this place?” Noah quietly asks.

My stomach drops and a twinge of frustration washes through me. I’d love ‌nothing more than to spend eternity with Noah in ignorant bliss. But I know his curse must come to an end, and I won’t let my mate be taken from me.

I’ve lost everyone I've ever loved. I had once thought that time would heal my pain, but instead it’s festered inside of me. A fear that clutches me so tightly I can't breathe at the very thought of losing Noah.

“As much as I would love to have you on your knees worshiping my cock for the rest of time, you need some sleep, and we need to plan our next steps in killing the creature,” I respond, hating the way Noah’s paradise evaporates at the mention of the Soultracker. And how my own soul tightens with anxiety.

Small but strong hands clap against my shoulders, and I flinch until Harlan’s sweet scent washes over me. “Can we get ice cream first?”

Noah giggles and looks down at me with hopeful eyes. “Dessert?”

How could I ever say no?