Noah And Elle Novels & Stories

“We’re leaving. And you’re deleting every copy. Tonight. Or tomorrow’s headlines read: Dean Thornton Blackmails Student and Professor in Sex Scandal Cover-Up.” He took my hand firm, unyielding and pulled me toward the door. Lila reached for me. “Noah” “Don’t,” I said. “Not tonight.” We left her standing there, Thornton behind her desk, face ashen. In the elevator down, Elliott pinned me to the wall mouth crashing over mine, tongue claiming, hand sliding between my legs to cup my cock through my jeans. He stroked roughly, possessively. “Mine,” he growled against my lips. “No one else’s.”

By the time she stepped into the kitchen, Ellie was already sipping a smoothie and flipping through her phone, while Noah munched on toast at the counter, eyes still half-asleep. “Well, well,” Ellie teased, raising a brow. “Look who’s finally awake. You float down those stairs, or did you fly?” Lena groaned. “Don’t start.” Noah smirked. “You’ve got that ‘Zane touched my soul’ glow.” “I will throw your toast at you.” “Rude,” he said, biting into it again, smug. Lena poured herself coffee and tried to act normal. But everything felt different now—brighter, heavier, more complicated.

Eli nuzzled his chest, tears of relief mixing sweat. “Yes, Sir. Always.” Noah echoed, his hand finding Eli's, squeezing. His jealousy has turned to ashes. They showered after, water cascading over their marked skin, hands gentle now—washing hair, soaping cocks soft and spent. In bed, no bonds, just bodies entwined. Rafe in the middle, Eli curled to his left, Noah right. Whispers in the dark: dreams shared, futures planned—weekends wild, city life laced with kink.

Noah fought back. That was the trigger. Hade immediately raced towards Noah and aimed for a punch, but Eli screamed fast enough to get both their attention. "I SAID STOP IT!" Both turned their heads toward Eli. She was already breathing hard, obviously annoyed at the both of them. "Noah, I think you should go," she said in a calm, low tone. Noah slowly nodded. He walked arrogantly past Hade and gave him the eye. When he was in front of Eli, he reached for her hand and kissed it. "Thanks for the dinner, Elle belle. I'll come visit you again next time."

Elliott murmured, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to Noah’s mouth. He pulled back just an inch, his expression turning serious. "I’ll see what I can find out about who sent that photo today. I'll keep you posted." Noah hummed sleepily, blinking up at him. "Go be a professional. I'm staying right here." “Don't be late to class.” “Well I can… I’m fucking the professor,” Noah teased. Elliott gave a small, rare smile, adjusted his watch, and headed for the door. ***

His footsteps retreating. Noah broke the kiss. He looked at Eli. Eli looked at him. There was a pause. Then Eli said, very quietly: "Your electrician has terrible timing." And Noah laughed — genuinely, fully, the way he laughed when something was true and funny at the same time — and Eli looked at him laughing with the expression that Noah was beginning to understand was the one he wore when he was looking at something he loved. "Come on," Noah said. He kept his hand on Eli's. "They'll notice we're gone."

Eli said pleasantly, “I’m right here.” “We know,” Noah and Cassian said at the same time, and looked at each other, and then away, and neither of them said anything about that either. Lucien’s shoulder was pressed lightly against Eli’s and he didn’t move it away, nor did Eli move away and the dining hall went on around them and it was, simply, a good morning. They were still at the table a few minutes later when Noah’s phone buzzed. He looked at it, his expression changed and he turned the screen to show Cassian, who read it and went quiet.

Eli said, tilting his head back slightly, letting the breeze hit his face. “Don’t get used to it.” Noah glanced at him briefly and smirked, “I’m not breaking you out.” “Yeah, right.” Eli laughed. “You’d get caught in like ten minutes.” “Five,” Noah corrected and they both laughed. They walked in comfortable silence for a minute before Noah stopped by a small kiosk near the edge of the hospital grounds. “Pick something,” he said. Eli looked at the options with bright eyes like it was a luxury store. “You serious?”

with her… She tilted her head back to look at him. “They both know you are going to stay with us.. Why didn’t you tell me?” she complained. “Wait a minute” Aiden intervened. “Is this because of Noah?” he asked, staring at Kayden who was clueless who Noah was. “Because you don’t have to worry about that guy, I am enough to tackle him” Kayden glanced at his wife. “Who is Noah?” Eleanor rolled her eyes. She forgot to mention anything about that incident. “Noah, he is a famous TV star and even the male lead of my web series”

Noah grunted, a howl and a moan mixed into one, and she tipped over the edge as she felt him burst inside her, pulsing over and over, matching her explosions with his own. They clutched at each other, kissing blindly, lips on lips, lips on cheeks, lips on ears, until he collapsed on top of her. She clutched his head to her and ran her fingers down his back, with a very satisfied smile on her face. “We would have to go about three to four rounds tonight. I’ll be spending more time at your house until I fall pregnant. I do hope it happens soon so the timeline can match.” Ellie said to him. Noah panted as he moved away from her.