Noah's p.o.v
The woman that has always been on his radar have always been models... tall, thin and blond or sometimes when he felt frisky brunets. It's not like he went out of his way to avoid woman who are slightly curvy, it's more like there was just an unlimited warmth of options. How he stumbled upon his gorgeous fated is beyond him. Her smooth dark skin and 4c curls that is mid length. She has gorgeous almond shaped blue, greyish eyes that almost looks black or the silver ocean. She has a button nose, plumed lips with black liner and nude gloss that makes her look amazing. She has an hourglass figure, and her fashion sense is lowkey unlike every vain woman he has been with, she also smells like honey and coconut milk.
Begrudgingly his interest at first was based on the worst intentions but he does not view Alex as an object nor a means to an end, his views changed the day he acknowledged his beautiful fated as his as shallow as that sounds. The first time they met it was pure coincidence, the second brought intrigue and the third was destiny. Noah thanked fate when his fated left the bathroom in nothing but her towel. There is a study he read that said: 'if you wish something hard enough it will eventually come to light'. Damn, his wish that her towel fall did not come true.
At this point all he knows is that he just wants, Alex. He desires her adorable innocence. He desires that binding love or longing in her eyes that begged forever. He paid attention to how much more comfortable she got the more they spent time together. Honestly speaking the suggestion to share a room was a long shot on his end but she caught him off guard when she agreed. He desires the loyalties in such a beautiful bond. The bathroom smells like coconut so did her skin when it glistened under the light and all he could focus on apart from the tent was the heaving twin trapped behind the towel. He of course sunk his claws deep into his skin to keep himself from doing anything to mess up the progress his made this far. Argh... he cannot stop thinking about wanting to feel every inch of her, he wanted to sink into her until tomorrow never comes.
Oh shit. It is his turn to shower, today he prefers cold water. Noah was in the shower for a good ten minutes after his fantasy took him over the edge. He did not miss the irony here...It is ironic he came to Moon University to escape to pressures of finding a mate, just to have fate make him stumble upon his fated and that commitment is what he desires regardless of his fated mates' status. Remembering entering the bathroom, with a box in hand. Noah turned to face where he put it next to the sink, he dried his hair then his body then his longish hair. Noah opened the box and smirked. He could only imagine his fated embarrassment purchasing all this. His wolf growled at the thought, some guy or woman must have slipped his adorable mate their contact line. A possessive smirk let loose, then it is certain they haven't met him as a person he will crush any who dare approach his fated.
That is moment he actually focused on the contents inside of the box instead of the poisonous what if's that were only there to torment him. Everything inside was small and cute like his Axx. She bought a small bottle of coconut lube and a bunch of condoms. Shit. He couldn't freak out now not when this was what he wanted. Tonight, Axx was ready. She was choosing him. Offering herself fully. And he understood what that meant. He cherished it. This wasn't just about sex. She was sacred. Still, he couldn't help but fist-pump the air like a kid who just got his way. His fated, his Axx was finally here, choosing him in return.
He'd be lying if he said the thought of intimacy hadn't crossed his mind the moment they met. That third day of the trip… the bond had already driven him half-mad. Back then, he'd considered sleeping with her just to dull the ache. Just to get it out of his system. But now? Now everything had changed. Axx wasn't just a fated mate. She was his everything. The time he spent without her couldn't hold a candle to the months they'd had together. She'd flipped his world, filled it with colour, chaos, and purpose. Being with her didn't compare to what he was used to, it is better. Real. And he'd made a vow: intimacy would never steal what they were building. He'd protect it. Treasure it. Let her set the pace. With a steadying breath, he left the bathroom and walked back into the room. There she stood his beautiful, nervous mate. And just like that, he knows whatever happened next, it would be because she wanted it. Not the bond. Not fate. Her.
"Are you sure?"
"No. But I want to."
Noah attacked his fated mate's tender lips, exploring her mouth with his tongue enjoying the taste and feel. Hearing the soft moans of his mate turned him on beyond rational comprehension. Noah removed his towel, he pinches her nipples and he observed her squirm enjoying the pressure. He reached to lift her shirt, but she stopped him, a art of him wanted to keep going but the more logical reasoning made him stop his movements. He looked down at his mate and her fiery red eyes made it harder to fight the growing temptation.
"Switch off the lights please."
Her eyes did not meet his and he was confused by that odd request, he can see in the dark... Okay it's not like as clear as it would be lit but still. Noah junior urged him to comply and not ruin the mood; he gave her a chased kiss before turning the lights off.
"Whether the lights are on or off you are mine. You are so hot. So smart. So kind. So soft. So warm. My home."
He planted a kiss all over her body with every deceleration, he got her shirt off and began fondling her bouncy breast. She rocked herself on his hand and smiled loving this side of his mate. Confident, he kisses her exposed skin and eventually made it to her pyjama pants. His fingers teased her and when he got close to her quivering area he decided to suck on her thigh. Her cries of pleasure made him blow on her sensitive areas, and she wrapped her legs around him.
"These condoms won't fit, Love. It is smaller than what is about to enter you."
"Ah. Noah. Please."
"As you wish, my beautiful fated."