Love Times Four My Stepbrothers Are My Mates (Alayah) novel Chapter 65

**Chapter 65: Drift Off**

**Alayah’s p.o.v.**

As the final echoes of my evening ritual dissipate into the stillness of the night, a newfound resolve envelops me like a warm embrace. I am acutely aware of my desires, of the fire that burns within, and I recognize that Noah is the one who will etch his presence into my very being.

With unwavering determination, I leave the sanctuary of my room, shedding my robe as if it were a shackle. I don’t hesitate; I approach Noah’s door with purpose, pushing it open without a second thought. Just as I do, he emerges from the bathroom, droplets of water glistening on his skin like tiny jewels under the soft light. A smile breaks across my face, and in that instant, our gazes lock, igniting a spark that pulls us together. He lowers his head instinctively, and before I know it, his lips are on mine, capturing me in a kiss that feels like destiny. I surrender to the moment, parting my lips willingly as his tongue intertwines with mine. The world around us blurs into insignificance; there is only this electric connection, and I crave more of his warmth, more of him.

In a swift, fluid motion, he grips my waist and lifts me off the ground as if I weigh nothing at all. My legs instinctively wrap around his waist, and I tangle my fingers in his damp hair, pulling him closer, urging him to deepen our kiss. He carries me toward the bed, one knee sinking onto the edge as he lowers us down gently, never breaking the kiss. The sensation of his body pressing against mine sends exhilarating shivers coursing through me, igniting a fire that consumes every rational thought.

His hips push forward, mirroring the way Nathan had done earlier in the kitchen, and a soft moan escapes my lips, the pleasure radiating through every fiber of my being. He pulls back momentarily, his gaze searching mine, a flicker of concern crossing his features as he asks, “Are you sure about this?”

“Absolutely, Noah. I want this, or I wouldn’t be here,” I whisper, my voice barely more than a breath. I wrap my legs around him again, drawing him closer, and a soft moan escapes me as I feel his hardness pressing against me. He trails kisses down my cheek, lingering at the spot where I hope he will soon mark me. His lips explore my skin, sucking and licking at the sensitive areas, and I can feel the palpable tension in the air, thick with desire.

His kisses travel down my body, igniting every nerve ending, and I arch toward him, craving more, more, more. My mind races as I fully grasp just how much I want him. He slips his hand beneath my panties, and a gasp escapes my lips as his finger finds its way inside me. The sound of my moan is involuntary, a testament to the fervor with which he explores my body.

He continues his trail of kisses, leaving no inch of exposed skin untouched, and my heart races as I watch him remove my panties and sleep shorts. When his head dips between my legs, a loud moan erupts from my throat the moment his tongue finds my clit. The sensation is electric, sending shockwaves through me, and as he thrusts his finger deeper inside me, I feel myself unraveling. I grip the sheets, my fingers curling tightly around the fabric as I whisper his name, lost in the pleasure he’s giving me.

He doesn’t relent, and I don’t want him to. The heat builds within me, spiraling out of control as he skillfully works his fingers in and out, faster and faster. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, I feel myself teetering on the edge. He continues his relentless assault, and as I feel the wave of pleasure crashing down, he thrusts his cock deep inside me, pausing for a heartbeat.

The initial sting is fleeting, and as my body adjusts to him, I instinctively move my hips toward him, eager for more. He groans, a sound that sends a thrill through me, and I can see the hunger in his eyes as he smiles down at me, his movements becoming more deliberate and forceful.

He pulls back, leaving only the tip inside before sliding back in, establishing a slow, rhythmic pace that sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. I can barely articulate a coherent thought as I pull him closer, our lips meeting once more. As I moan into the kiss, he quickens his pace, his kisses trailing down my cheek, igniting a fire within me.

As his thrusts push me closer to my climax, I feel my canines elongate instinctively. Desperately, I find my way to his marking spot, licking and sucking at the skin, and I can sense him losing his rhythm. The moment I feel myself spiraling into ecstasy, I sink my teeth into his neck. He responds with urgency, speeding up as I feel his canines graze my skin. In that moment, he fills me completely, and I feel the warmth of his release wash over me.

We cling to one another, riding the waves of our shared orgasm, and slowly, I begin to attune to his emotions, just as he learns to feel mine. His hand glides up and down my back, the gentle motion soothing us both as he drifts off to sleep. I relish being in his embrace for a few precious moments longer before I carefully extricate myself from his arms. After slipping back into my panties and sleep shorts, I quietly sneak out of his room.

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