Chapter 55: Let me know if it’s too much
That night, Noah finally gave me what I wanted and though he was still as big as ever, he didn’t go out of control or go rough on me.
He held me gently and whispered softly in my ears, asking if he was going too fast or if he was too rough, something the Noah in heat did not do. Or rather could not do.
I liked that he was being considerate and all but I wasn’t satisfied with his calm and gentle thrusts. His consideration touched me but what my body needed was something similar to the rough time I had with him when he was in heat.
"Noah," I called, grabbing his face and making him look me in the eye.
His eyes were dark, as usual, but what would happen if he had that golden spark like he had when he was in heat?
It might be too much to ask but I could at least get him to go a little deeper and harder, hitting the spots I never knew existed.
"Thank you for being so caring and responsible," I said, caressing his face softly. "But this isn’t it. I don’t just want our bodies joined. I’m a little greedy so I want more. I want you to give it to me the way I want it. Can you do that?"
"You’re asking me to go hard on you, aren’t you?" He asked and I smiled.
"Yes, that’s right. So, stop hesitating and..." I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper and I bit my lip. "Mph, do it like you mean it."
Noah was simply thrusting, trying to be gentle and considerate of me but I could tell from the burning desire in his eyes that he wasn’t feeling it. He was stopping himself, probably scared of losing control.
If he did it like that, neither of us would enjoy it so he simply needed to let loose a bit.
"Let me know if it’s too much," Noah said, wrapping my arms around him and lifting me to sit on him with my legs wrapped around his neck.
"Sure," I said and he grabbed my waist, pulling me down.
He did it so forcefully that I was beyond certain that his dick hit my lungs and knocked the air out of me.
"Are you okay?" He asked as I panted.
"Yeah," this was what I was looking for. Sex that would knock the air out of my lungs. "Noah," I called and kissed his lips.
We kissed for a while, and I felt Noah was simply giving me time to catch my breath after his deep thrust, but I wasn’t exactly catching my breath since my lips were locked in his.
We ended the kiss, and I drew back, leaving a thin line of saliva at the tip of our tongues, and it got thinner the farther I got till it broke.
"You can move now," I said and he watched my face as he began to thrust, his eyes never wavering. I don’t know if he simply wanted to watch my reaction to catch any hint of pain or if he simply enjoyed watching my face twist in pleasure.
Whichever it was, his eyes on me made me feel even more sensitive and I did not hesitate to moan out loud.
"The flower appears," he said, kissing my shoulder and then my neck.
He was referring to the mark on my neck.
In that case, I would like to see.
"Would you like to see?" Noah asked and I nodded.
He suddenly held me tight and got down from the bed. He was still inside me yet he was moving around.
It made me feel weird inside.
"Look," Noah said and I opened my eyes.
"What am I looking at?" I asked and his gaze traveled behind me.
He was looking at the huge mirror behind me and when I turned my head, the first thing my eyes fell on was the connection between our bodies. I gulped.
It was embarrassing looking at it like this. Couldn’t he pull out first?
My insides got tighter at that moment and Noah groaned.
"Haa, do you like this?" He asked and I turned my head back to him.
"What?"
Suddenly, he lifted me off his dick completely and dropped me on my feet but still held on to me.
"I’ll do it like this since you like watching," he said, completely misunderstanding me and I leaned forward, my hands falling on the mirror.
"Hey, it’s not that," I said but he was already putting his dick back in.
"Correct me if I’m wrong but it seemed like you tightened up in excitement from watching us in the mirror." He said and thrust in; my hands and legs trembled, but he gripped my waist tight so that even if my legs gave in, he would still be holding on to me.
"T-that’s because ... Ah... Haaa... It’s embarrassing," I said and he leaned forward, his body pressing on mine.
"Then, should I stop this?" He asked. "We can go back to the bed."
I should’ve just said yes and gone to bed with him, but I still hadn’t taken a look at the flower, and this position was kind of thrilling. He was hitting me so deep and from the mirror, I could see his expression even if he was behind me.
The only downside of it was that I’d be seeing my own wrecked expression as well.
I silently shook my head and I heard him laugh.
"See, was it hard being honest?"
This Noah... He sounded so different from earlier. Was the sex getting to his head and making him speak so boldly?
I felt like our roles had been reversed and I was the one playing into his hands.
"Look closely, Micheal," he said, grabbing my chin so I could stare into the mirror and watch us. "You’ll see the flower blooming really soon."
He kept thrusting and saliva kept drooling down my lips as I moaned with my mouth open. Even with one hand on my chin, he was still able to hold me up properly with his second hand.
And then, just as he said, I saw the flower bloom in the space between my neck and shoulder.
A beautiful flower that glowed as it bloomed till it took its full form.
So, this was the mark.
My neck felt hot. So hot. I needed something to cool it down. And just as I thought about that, Noah planted his lips on the mark and said,
"Don’t worry, I’m here." He said and increased his pace. It looked like he was going to cum soon and so did I.
He kept thrusting and my face kissed the mirror. He was going hard and fast, trying to reach that point of ecstasy with his lips on my neck.
And with the last thrust, followed by a muffled groan, Noah released his semen inside me and I did the same, covering the mirror with my semen.
After that ejaculation, I panted hard, barely staying on my feet. My knees felt weak but I wasn’t on the floor yet because Noah held on to me tight.
It seemed like he escalated quite a lot because he was still cumming deep inside me. And then it stopped. He opened his eyes, glanced at me, and met my eyes. My entire body shuddered in excitement, but my eyes suddenly closed, and I fell unconscious.
