Chapter 135: Back out, Noah.

Noah’s POV

I open my eyes slowly and the first thing I see is the bright moonlight streaming through the glass ceiling.

This feels so much like a fantasy movie. Too bad my life is too erotic to branded as a fantasy book or movie.

I turn my head when I become more aware of my position. I’m laying on Elias’s chest, my back is rested to his clothed chest.

His half-hard cock is still buried inside me and his right hand is splayed on my stomach. It’s resting just below my belly button and almost touching the fresh patch of hair growing on my vline.

Aware that I’m awake, he moves his hand higher and my cock twitches. I have to get off him, laying with his back against the steps like this must be painful.

"Don’t move, Angel" he murmurs.

"But...doesn’t it hurt?" I ask and he kisses my neck.

"I don’t give a fuck about pain" he says, stroking my belly slowly. The lazy action makes me wonder how he’ll touch me when I get pregnant with his pups.

Damn it, I’m thinking of it again. I’m thinking of getting bred by my captor while we’re both in a place of worship.

’Way to go, Noah, those are totally normal thoughts’ I tell myself sarcastically in my head.

The temple’s interior feels cool even without an A.C and it’s all thanks to its structure. The designers built it with the intent to make it feel unearthly.

"What is on your mind?" Elias asks quietly and I hum, staying quiet for a beat just to hear the small sound bouncing off the wall and returning to us.

"Nothing" I finally respond and he groans.

I must be crushing him to the steps behind, but then, it’s all his fault. This man has been making me eat like I’m a turkey being fattened for thanksgiving.

I shouldn’t worry about that right now. I just had the most mind-blowing sex, and I don’t feel any guilt or shame. In fact, in contrast to my expectations I actually feel...good.

Elias squeezes my waist and I melt against him. I guess he can survive a little more of my weight.

"I heard movements outside the door" he says and I freeze on top of him.

Oh Goddess. Oh no. No. No!

I totally forgot about the guards who will be on duty tonight. Again, I forgot about location just for the sake of a knot. I’ve officially lost my mind.

"We have to get out of here right now" I say in panic. I sit up and try to get off Elias, but he wraps his arms around my stomach and forces me back down.

"What are you doing? They’re going to see us" I hiss as I squint at the door to see if I can find any movements.

"If you keep squirming like that, I will knot you again" Elias warns and I stop all movement.

Another knot means getting caught in a worse way.

"So, stay still. You chose the location, you bare the consequence" the alpha says and I sigh in surrender.

’Ugh. Noah, you really don’t use your head, do you?’ I chide myself and Elias continues to stroke my stomach.

The movement of his hand is so tender that it makes me think back to what we’ve done. We defiled the altar together. I broke the omega sexuality stigma in my head. And now I’m...marked?

I reach up to touch my neck and get confused when I don’t feel the sticky wetness of blood or the groove of a bite mark on my scent gland.

I blacked out after we both came, and I didn’t realize I wasn’t bitten me. Why didn’t he bite me?

I press my fingers into the spot where his claiming mark should be, and Elias takes my hand off it. Why?

"What the fuck are you doing?" he asks in that cold voice I should be familiar with by now, and I blink twice.

"Why didn’t you bite me?" I ask and he stops stroking my belly, hands freezing right on my navel and breath stuttering behind me.

"You don’t want me?" I ask quietly in confusion.

"Don’t you ever think I don’t want you. Never again, Noah" he says and I sit up and push his hand off my belly.

I want to get off him, but he refuses to let me leave, and his semi-hard cock twitches inside me.

We’re trying to have a serious conversation and he’s busy twitching inside me.

"Then why didn’t you mark me?" I ask and he sighs like the answer is something painfully obvious.

"I am giving you the chance to back out of that decision, Noah" he says and I frown at the door in front of us.

Back out?

Why the hell would I back out when I just crossed every line with him right here?

"What makes you think I’d want to back out?" I ask, and my voice cracks with the question.

Elias pulls me back to his body again, but I refuse to relax on him. I stay as rigid as a stick and stare at the moon instead.

"You can’t throw a tantrum right here, Angel" he says and I squeeze my eyes shut.

It’s so unfair.

"You get everything you want out of me, and I get nothing from you" I say with pain in my voice and he sighs again.

"A bite means you’ll belong to me completely Noah, have that thought occurred to you?" he asks and I don’t give him an answer.

I know what a mark means. I’ve been taught all about it since I was a kid. An omega is made for an alpha.

"It means I’ll fully own your soul, your body...your everything" he says.

"I know" I say with bitter anger in my tone. Nothing he’s saying right now makes sense. It’s clear he doesn’t want me.

"You don’t understand, Angel" he moves slightly and I feel the wetness of his cum sliding out of the place where we’re joined together. I press my lips together to force my moan back.

"I’m an alpha" he says softly, moving those hands back to my stomach again like he would disintegrate if he doesn’t touch me there.

"I could move on. I might meet and mark another omega tomorrow. You’ll have to bear the pain forever on your own..." his voice trails off as I start to shake my head.

Elias would never let me go.

"You won’t do that to me" I say quietly.

"What makes you so sure, Angel?" Elias asks with a hushed tone.

"I-I just know you won’t" I stutter. I guess he didn’t notice, but when he was saying those words to me, his hands slowly grew tighter around me.

He didn’t say it outrightly, but in the same he studies me, I also studied his hands on me...and I just know he’d never let go of me.