Chapter 14 #2
I grasp his waist, squeezing the thick globes of his ass, and lift my hips into his. “Do you like them watching? Does it turn you on, that you have everyone in this club by the throat? At your beck and call?”
Noah moans loudly, and I know they can hear us over the music.
I know everyone can smell Noah’s lust as he sinks deeper into his dance, his body going lax as his instincts take over.
I feel the solid vibrations of a warning growl fill my throat as some move a little too close to our booth, but Noah doesn’t stop.
Instead, he raises his hands high above his head, showing off the lower portion of his toned stomach.
His soft, delicate skin shines under the flashing strobe lights, and amongst that porcelain skin sits my countless markings.
Crimson dots and bruises marble his abs. Indented by my fangs, each a mark of his ecstasy and my devotion. I can't tear my gaze away from his beautiful body, and this time I let my fangs descend as I pounce and sink them deep into Noah’s throat.
My mate chokes as his heart beat momentarily skyrockets, but my venom takes over his body. I can taste his ecstasy on my tongue as I take a gentle mouthful of blood. He’s made of pure heaven as my own body floats with heat and lust.
“Oh, Xan,” Noah moans, his hips frantically rubbing against my stomach as he rips my hair in a tight fist. “I-I love you.”
My eyes roll into the back of my head as I pump more venom into his soul, sending every drop of affection I have straight into his arteries.
“Please,” Noah shakes, “Let me taste you. I need you, Xan.”
I ease my teeth from his throat and seal the mark with my tongue, lapping up the last traces of blood. Only then do I lean back, a smirk pulling at my lips as I take in Noah’s flushed skin and lust-hazed gaze. “Taste me where, sweetheart?”
Shuddering in my grasp, my mate blinks down at me, and his lips curve into a playful grin. “You know where, old man. But are you game?”
He’s perfect. The glimmers of confidence that flicker through Noah have my heart pounding and my breath catching. I want my mate to never feel self-conscious again. I want him to take this world in his grasp and squeeze and mold it however he likes.
Running my nose behind his ear, I suck in his scent. “On your knees, little mate.”
Noah’s spine shakes as he shivers at the command and slides from my lap before settling between my thighs and looking up at me expectantly. His green irises practically glow in the darkness.
I swipe my thumb across his bottom lip and he opens his jaw, dragging his tongue across my fingertip before taking my digit into his mouth and sucking. God, his mouth is so hot. His tongue wraps around my thumb as he eagerly shows me his skills.
My cock jumps in my pants, and I grind my palm into my length. “They can see you, little mate. They can all see how eager you are for this. Do you want them to see you with tears running from your eyes and spit dripping from your chin?”
Noah moans and nods, his hands finding my trouser buttons as he undoes my fly with hurried movements. Pulling my cock free from my underwear, the tip is glistening with precum and my crown is angrily red and swollen.
Noah’s fingers wrap around my base and squeeze, pushing a bead of clear liquid from my slit.
I groan as my cock pulses and my heart leaps at the sight of my mate's small fingers contrasting against my thick length.
Pumping my cock, Noah sinks his other hand into my underwear.
I spread my legs wider, loving the warmth of his lithe fingers that tug on my balls.
I let my head rest back against the cushioned seat, watching through a hooded gaze as my mate eagerly makes my cock twitch under his gentle ministrations.
“Suck on it, sweetheart.” I gently caress the side of Noah’s jaw with light fingertips and hold my breath as he swipes the flat pad of his tongue across my knob. It’s like a bolt of fire that courses through me as the heat from his mouth envelopes my crown. He sucks—hard.
“F-Fuck,” I groan through clenched teeth, my entire body tensing through the pleasure that explodes across my sensitive tip. “Such a good boy. Are you going to give everyone a show?”
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?