Chapter 147

147 Did You Not Ask Me To Fuck You? (NSFW)

Guttural moans of pleasure were heard coming from both men when Ronan slowly entered Lucien. The hole that had been expanded by the three fingers slowly swallowed Ronan’s stiff rod, taking it inch by inch.

The Alpha felt so good that he might just come while looking at Lucien.

The latter looked as if he was under hypnosis when he slowly sat down on Ronan. And then he started to knit his brows when the murderous weapon inside him started to cause him pain. It felt as if he was about to be split into two by Ronan’s manhood.

Halfway in, Lucien stopped moving. He leaned against Ronan, seeking the latter’s warmth. Ronan hugged Lucien close, his intermittent breathing was the only thing Ronan could hear other than their heartbeats.

“Wait a bit,” Lucien pleaded.

“Mhm.”

Ronan pressed small kisses against Lucien’s collarbone and inhaled his sweet scent. Lucien tried to ease himself downward, but he was unable to do it without feeling any pain.

“I think water got in,” Lucien mumbled. There was no other explanation. He felt so full inside. It felt like hitting against a dead-end. There was no more space for Ronan to intrude, although he was only halfway in.

Doing it in the bathtub might not be such a good idea after all.

.....

Ronan chuckled. He obviously did not share the same theory. Ronan gave his fated mate another kiss before he assured Lucien that, “No water came in.”

How could any water come in? He entered Lucien before Lucien even lowered himself into the water. If Ronan could not get in, no water could. Ronan was pretty sure about that.

The man in his arms was so tight, his muscles were clenching around Ronan’s manhood deliciously, smothering him passionately.

“Then what is the reason?” Lucien asked, frowning a little bit at the Alpha.

His eyes were glassy from tears. He was so beautiful. Ronan could look at him every day and not get bored.

Ronan wrapped his arms tight around Lucien’s waist.

“There is no reason,” he said in a whisper, his deep voice hoarse from longing. “Lulu, I am coming in.”

He then slowly thrust deeper into Lucien.

“Ahh...!!!” Lucien cried from the burning pain in his rear opening. The ring of flesh was being forcefully expanded. It was going to tear!n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The latter pushed at Ronan desperately and struggled to get up, but the Alpha was unable to let him go.

How could he? The most beautiful man in his eyes was naked, his body slowly taking Ronan in.

“Relax, Lucien...” Ronan peppered Lucien’s neck with kisses. “Don’t bite me so hard.”

“I can’t,” Lucien shook his head repeatedly. “Take it out. It hurts. It hurts so much.”

Ronan reached between his legs and felt between his penis and Lucien’s body. Only two more inches were left, but Lucien was resisting hard against his intrusion.

Having slept with Lucien so many times before, Ronan knew that Lucien could take his whole length. It just had been some time when they last did it, so Lucien’s hole required time to adjust.

Lucien heaved a sigh out of relief when Ronan slowly pulled out, but then he almost choked from surprise when the Alpha slammed back inside.

Tears started to roll down from the tails of Lucien’s eyes.

“Ronan, it hurts,” he whined.

Ronan’s burning gaze disappeared when he saw Lucien’s pitiful appearance, replaced by regret. He had been too impatient that he hurt the man he loved.

“I am sorry,” Ronan quickly apologized.

Lucien shook his head slowly as tears continued running down his cheeks. “No, maybe I am just too nervous.”

A corner of Ronan’s mouth ticked up.

Nervosity was a good thing, especially when it was about Lucien.

Ronan gently rocked against Lucien’s body.

“Kiss me, Alpha,” Lucien commanded.

Ronan smirked and captured his lover’s lips with his own.

“Is there anything else I can serve you with?” He asked in a seductive voice.

“Yes,” Lucien said while panting. “Fuck me.”

“With pleasure, Mr. Clearwater.”

Without any warning, Ronan carried Lucien out of the bathtub and lay him on top of a fluffy lounge chaise.

The Alpha showered Lucien with kisses everywhere. His face, his lips, his neck, and his chest.

Ronan was pulsing hard inside Lucien, his penis beating furiously against Lucien’s sensitive spot. A soft mewling sound was heard coming from Lucien, after which he smacked a hand against his mouth to prevent more embarrassing sounds from leaking out.

Ronan grinned. He took Lucien’s hand away and pressed a kiss against its knuckles.

“Don’t. I want to hear your sweet sound while I make love to you.”

Lucien averted his eyes from embarrassment, but he then wrapped his legs around Ronan’s back and granted him more access.

Ronan started thrusting into Lucien, slowly at first, but it became gradually faster. Even if Lucien didn’t want to, he still ended up moaning into Ronan’s ear.

“That’s it,” he mumbled, unconsciously encouraging the Alpha.

“Keep going, Ronan... Right there... Ahhh... Ahhhh...”

“Right here?” Ronan teased as he drilled against Lucien’s sensitive spot mercilessly. “Do you like it when I do this?”

Lucien kept shaking his head in denial, but his body was saying something else.

Ronan could feel Lucien’s walls getting softer around him as he pounded harder and harder into the man beneath him.

The Alpha did not give up easily. He waited patiently for Lucien to open up to him, to spread his legs willingly, and let him in.

Before Lucien knew it, he already swallowed the entire length of Ronan’s penis, burying the pulsing meat blade inside his own body.

“Oh,” he said when he felt Ronan’s balls slamming against his butt.

“You are inside,” he added, amazed that Ronan managed to go in completely.

“Yes,” Ronan confirmed, biting into Lucien’s jaw. Lucien closed his eyes. He turned his head to plant a kiss at the side of Ronan’s head.

Ronan smiled at him lovingly. He then buried his hand into Lucien’s hair and teased, “We finally did it. Now let me serve Mr. Clearwater properly.”