Chapter 0363
Noah’s body tensed beneath me as he finished with one last resounding growl, his fingers digging deeply into the soft flesh of my hips. I collapsed onto his chest, panting and heaving, my heart racing. The cool night air kissed my sweat-dampened skin, and I became acutely aware of the forest’s silence—the nighttime creatures hushed by the sounds of two predators howling in the clearing.
As I caught my breath, I realized my flower crown had slipped off during our passion. Noah’s chest rumbled with a soft chuckle as he sat up, cradling me in his lap. He reached over, plucking the crown from the grass beside us. With gentle hands, he placed it back on my head, adjusting it carefully. “A crown for my queen,” he murmured, his green eyes twinkling in the moonlight.
I giggled, feeling giddy and lightheaded. “I thought I was your princess,” I teased, running my fingers through his tousled hair.
“After that performance? I think you deserve a promotion.” My cheeks flushed, both from the compliment and the memory of what we had just done—hips rolling against hips, fangs nipping at flesh, my soft pink dress a stark contrast to the feral energy that had overcome me.
Reluctantly, I climbed off his lap, my legs trembling slightly as I stood. I smoothed down my dress, hoping it wasn’t too wrinkled or stained. Noah rose beside me, fastening his pants and retrieving his jacket from the ground. He draped it over my shoulders. It smelled of damp earth from being used as a makeshift blanket on the forest floor.
“Shall we head back to the party, my queen?”
I nodded, looping my arm through his as we made our way back along the moonlit path. The sounds of music and laughter grew louder as we approached the house, and I felt my heart rate pick up again. Had anyone noticed our absence, I wondered? Would they know what we had been up to?
As we stepped inside, the warmth and light of the party enveloped us. I glanced around, noting how some guests’ faces flushed as they caught sight of us. A few averted their eyes, and I realized with a jolt of embarrassment that they had likely heard my passionate howls echoing through the night.
Noah, however, seemed entirely unfazed. He confidently plucked a stray twig from my hair, flicking it into a nearby trash can with a smirk. Then, right there in front of everyone, he pulled me close and kissed me deeply, his tongue slipping into my mouth.
When he pulled away, his eyes were dark with desire. “Let them stare,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “Let them all know that I just made you come with the force of a thousand suns.”
My legs trembled at his words, and I felt a renewed heat pooling low in my belly. How did he still have this effect on me, even after what we had just done in the clearing?
As we turned to rejoin the party, I noticed something—or rather, someone—was missing. “Where’s Zoe?” I mused, glancing around.
Drake approached us with a knowing smirk. “Oh, she left about ten minutes ago,” he explained, looking amused. “Said she needed to go home and put Adam to bed. Funny how that happened right after we all heard a certain… howl… split through the party.”
I felt my cheeks burn with embarrassment, but Noah simply hauled me closer against his side. “Well, I hope the little guy sleeps well,” he said without a hint of shame.