Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

363 The Luna Gave The Alpha Relief (NSFW)

And it was one hell of a ride.

Ronan believed that he stopped breathing a few times while he gazed at the amazing man on top of him.

Towering above him like a tenacious conqueror, Lucien rammed their bodies together and drove them both along the peak of pleasure ever so slowly.

Slow and torturous.

Lucien was so beautiful.

Ronan had always acknowledged that, but he never realized how much more beautiful Lucien could be.

As he spat out and swallowed Ronan’s massive organ, glistening sweat started to build on his forehead.

The tiny droplets gradually merged into large beads that ran down the defined lines on his chest and abdomen and splashed against Ronan’s body.

Lucien’s mouth was slightly open, his eyes tightly shut as he arched his back and impaled himself on Ronan’s cock again and again.

.....

A shiver ran through his tensed body when he came at last. He spasmed violently, squeezing the beating flesh rod inside his deepest recess while shooting ropes and ropes of cum at Ronan’s chest.

“Ugh...!”

Ronan could not take it anymore. He struggled against the headboard again, determined to break the entire bed if need be.

Just where did Lucien buy the shackles from???

What were they made of, diamond???

The Alpha gritted his teeth in fury.

It turned out that when he really wanted something done, he could make it.

He yanked once, twice, and finally broke the chains at his third attempt.

The cracking sound was so loud that Lucien was pulled out of his orgasm.

The man widened his eyes in surprise. His orgasm was yet to subside when Ronan grabbed his waist and reversed their position.

“That was enough punishment for now,” Ronan whispered into Lucien’s ear.

“Allow me to serve you, Luna,” he added before he started pumping inside his mate wildly.

“Nnn... Ahh...!!! Ahhh...!!!”

Prompted by Ronan’s wild thrusts, Lucien was unable to suppress his moans.

Sweet music filled Ronan’s ears as he plundered his mate’s insides with abandon. The latter had no other choice but to cater to Ronan’s attack. He wrapped his limbs around the Alpha and met Ronan thrust after thrust.

After being pounded into for a long time, Lucien’s insides became pliant and lovable. A smirk hushed across Ronan’s features as he continued to drill into his mate, grazing the sensitive spot inside Lucien and making the latter sing from extreme pleasure.

Having been teased for a long time during the so-called punishment, the Alpha was unable to last for a long time. He bared his teeth and bit into Lucien’s nape hard before pushing deep into the man under him one last time and exploding in a burst of bright color.

‘Lulu... Oh, Lulu... My love, my sexy mate...’

Lucien too was pulled into his mate’s strong, overwhelming release. Despite being unprepared, he came a second time. As Ronan’s pheromones entered his body like a cloud of poison, Lucien clawed into his mate’s body and returned the favor.

The two men rested for a while before they continued fucking each other until midnight.

Eventually, so Ronan thought, they stopped when he passed out.

Given his drunk state, it was already quite a miracle that he managed to last that long.

When the Alpha opened his eyes the next morning, his bed was empty.

Lucien, or his mirage, already left, leaving only his warmth, scent, and semen traces on the bedsheet.

Ronan stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Dumbfounded, he blinked a few times and tried to piece together his memories from last night.

Lucien was really there, wasn’t he?

Otherwise, how could a hallucination leave traces behind?

Ronan buried his nose into the bedsheet and took a deep whiff.

Mmm.

It was Lucien, alright.

There was no mistaking this sweet scent that was uniquely his and his alone.

The Alpha dragged himself from the bed and wrapped the blanket around his naked form.

There was no one in the suite.

Lucien left as fast as he came. He did not even leave a thank you note behind.

Ronan chuckled.

That was cold, Lucien. Really cold.

Good-mooded and invigorated, the Alpha booked a flight to Hapsborough City that afternoon.

He half-expected Lucien to appear at Carlton Bay Hotel again, but he did not.

According to Milroy, the Luna was for some reason “beyond exhausted”. He chose to rest at the Silent Walkers Pack House for the night and head to North Ridge Forest early morning instead.

A sly smile laced Ronan’s lips when he heard the news.

Now, that was the kind of news he liked to hear.

His Luna, exhausted after a night of deep passion.

“Please send a bouquet of a thousand white roses to my beautiful Luna,” he told his assistant. “Also add a box of the finest pralinés from Europe.”

The Alpha was in the middle of enjoying his dinner before a video call invitation from Lucien arrived.

Ronan accepted the call.

He inadvertently grinned when he gazed at Lucien’s gentle features through the phone screen.

He decided on the spot that he needed a bigger screen for a video call with Lucien to fully appreciate the man’s beauty.

“Hello, my love,” he greeted the man.

Lucien looked somewhat drowsy. He seemed to have just woken up from a long nap.

“Hi,” he mumbled while rubbing his eyes and gazing at his lover with a dreamy look.

“Thanks for the flower and chocolate.”

“My pleasure. Too bad that I cannot find anything as sweet as last night,” Ronan said while winking at his lovely mate.

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Lucien replied, but he was unable to prevent his blushing cheeks from betraying him.

“Of course, you don’t,” Ronan laughed.

Lucien took a deep breath.

“I love you, Ronan,” he said, the simple words made Ronan’s heart skip a beat. “I just want you to know that.”

Ronan was able to hear the hidden message in Lucien’s words.

“I love you, so I chose you. It has nothing to do with you being better or worse than anyone.”

“I love you too,” came the reply. “I wish there is a stronger, more powerful word to express my feelings for you.”

Lucien smiled.

“See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow, my beloved Lulu.”

This chapter upload first at NovelBin.Com