NOAH
Tonight was the night.
Tonight was the night that I would make Ava mine.
I’d planned a romantic evening for us; we had a picnic, we were going to toast marshmallows over the fire, drink wine, and I was going to really try to pretend that Callum wasn’t watching us, even though I knew he would be. He took his job as Ava’s protector very seriously.
I met her outside the pack house just before sunset, and we ran to the lake as our wolves. The picnic would be set up by the time we got there, and I’d packed spare clothes for both of us too.
The smile on her face when we reached the lakeside made the strain of trying to pull this off worthwhile. She looked genuinely happy to be there with me; and that was all I needed to chase away any doubts I had.
We shared fruit, chocolate and mini pastries as the sun set, all paired with a white wine that was apparently Ava’s favourite.
She snuggled against me whilst we toasted marshmallows over an open fire, a content smile on her face.
AVA
Noah really had planned the perfect night. He managed to pick out all my favourite foods, and even my favourite wine.
And I’d never say no to toasting marshmallows over an open fire.
It started raining around ten, so we packed up to head back to the pack house. Noah did have his own bedroom in the Alpha’s mansion, but we didn’t want to rub anything in Theo’s face.
As we walked through the foyer, Noah picked me up, tossing me over his shoulder and running up the stairs whilst I giggled, my fingers working on pulling his shirt out of his jeans.
He shut the bedroom door behind me, and immediately tossed me down on the bed, hard enough to bounce. He pounced, ending up on his knees in between my legs, his hands pinning mine above my head.
Noah’s mouth landed under my ear, teasing his way along my jaw with his lips and tongue. My breathing was heavy, chest heaving as his mouth moved down my neck, paying close attention to the spot he’d be marking real soon.
I moaned, letting my head fall back, giving him all the access he could want. Noah obliged; running his tongue along my neck, teasing along my collarbone.
“Let me touch you,” I whimpered as I squirmed against his grip on my wrists. He smirked in response, just pinning my hands tighter instead.
Just before I started to beg, he brought his lips back up to meet my own, dragging a moan of pleasure from both of us. He finally released my hands, holding himself up over me so he could watch my breasts rise and fall with my heavy breathing.
I made light work of the buttons of his shirt before helping him drag it down his arms, taking my time exposing each inch of his skin. I ran my fingertips across his chest and around the muscles of his abdomen towards his belt and jeans, which hit the floor in no time.
Once he was above me in just his boxers, I wrapped my legs around his hips, rolling us over so I could lose my own clothes.
Noah’s fingers suddenly appeared on the neckline of my dress, tearing it straight down the seam at the front before pushing it down my arms behind me. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so as soon as my arms were free, his fingers slid up my stomach to cup my breasts, squeezing the flesh and rolling my nipples in between his fingers.
I moaned, adjusting my angle so the tip of his cock pressed against my opening, our thin underwear being the only thing separating us.
I lifted my hips slightly, just enough for me to pull Noah’s boxers down, all the while he was ripping my thong away from my body.
These boys really were bad for my wardrobe.
Noah tilted his hips back and forth, his hands holding me in place so I couldn’t sink down his length. I let my head fall back as I ground my core against him, encouraging him to enter just those first couple millimetres.
“You win,” he growled, before adjusting his grip on my hips and thrusting straight inside me to the hilt. I cried out when he buried himself inside me, the backs of my thighs suddenly flush against the tops of his.
I covered his hands with my own, encouraging them to explore my body whilst I dragged myself up and down his length, enjoying the feel of my opening stretched around him.
His hands appeared under my ass, holding me tight against him whilst he rolled us back over so I ended up with him on top of me, his cock buried almost punishingly deep.
I whimpered when he started to move, his thrusts slow, deliberate, driving me crazy with every pull and push. One of his hands appeared on my neck, tilting my chin upwards, exposing the area of my neck that he’d be marking.
He leaned in, licking and sucking the skin, his thrusts getting more and more punishing.
“Noah, please,” I cried out. “I’m so close.”
“Patience, my Queen,” he whispered, mouth against my ear, his pace becoming even more brutal.
“Now, Noah, please…” My voice was needy, demanding.
He smirked, before thrusting almost painfully deep at the exact same moment his teeth sunk into my neck. I screamed when my orgasm suddenly hit, my walls pulsing around his cock, dragging him closer to his own release. As soon as he licked the wound, I bit into his neck, throwing him over the edge into bliss with me.
We’d hardly managed to catch our breath when a pained growl burst from Noah’s lips.
“Noah?” I leaned over him, holding the back of my hand on his forehead. “You’re burning up, let’s get outside.”
He nodded, stumbling over himself and me on the way to the door.
“CALLUM! OSCAR!” I shouted through the mindlink.
“Jeez, Ava!” Callum shouted back. “What’s happening?”
“Noah, he’s burning up. He needs to shift, I’m trying to get him outside.”
Callum and Oscar swore a lot in response.
“We’re on the way, little one,” Callum replied.
We’d attracted a crowd again by the time I’d gotten Noah into the courtyard. Both of us needed to shift. He was burning up, I was freezing cold.
As soon as my feet touched the ground, it was like I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. My body was sore, heavy and so cold.
“Callum, Oscar,” my teeth chattered as I spoke. “Help me.”