Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

Ronan closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. He stayed still for a while to let Lucien get used to his size and at the same time revel in the nostalgic warmth that he once had been privileged enough to be engulfed in.

Lucien was the love of his life, the fated mate that the Moon Goddess blessed him with. As frivolous as Ronan might be, his heart never once wavered. Lucien Clearwater would always be his sun and moon, the only shining star in his sky.

Lucien knitted his brows from the sharp pain in his stomach. The arms that wrapped around Ronan’s body were restless. His body was trembling slightly. Judging by what he saw between Ronan’s legs, Lucien knew that it would hurt.

He didn’t even think that it could fit inside him. And then it did, and now Lucien was worried that that one final thrust had pierced through several of his internal organs and caused internal bleeding.

“Lulu...?”

“Hm? What?”

Ronan caressed Lucien’s pale cheek.

“Are you okay?”

.....

Lucien scowled at him and slapped the hand away. “Don’t coddle me like one of your whores.”

Ronan kissed the side of Lucien’s neck and breathed in a lungful of Lucien’s delightful scent. “Then, can I move?”

“W-Wait!!!”

Ronan complied and continued kissing and sucking at Lucien’s neck instead. Lucien loosened the knits on his brows and then said with a hoarse voice, “Okay. Move now, but slowly.”

Lucien did not see the smile spreading on Ronan’s face after he gave the Alpha the green light to proceed. He had his eyes closed tightly as if not seeing was equal to no pain.

“Don’t worry, Lulu... I will be gentle.”

Ronan had one hand at the back of Lucien’s neck while the other slipped under Lucien’s butt as if securing the man in place. He withdrew from the sweetness of Lucien’s embrace only to slam right back inside viciously. Lucien’s eyes flew open in disbelief.

It hurt. It hurt too much.

“Ronan, it hurts...” Lucien choked out.

“Bear with it,” Ronan said while kneading at the back of his neck. “It will feel better soon.”

Ronan kissed the tears away from Lucien’s eyelashes and moved in a slower tempo.

Lucien tried hard to focus on his breathing. He tried to recall the first time they did it. Was it also this painful when he accepted the young man inside him? He couldn’t remember.

What he knew was that it was the highlight of his youth. Tumbling around with Ronan under the moonlight, caring about nothing but the passion that coursed within their young hot blood. In all these seven years, Lucien had never once stopped loving Ronan.

The man was now inside him, having grown into a magnificent specimen of alpha and taken his rightful position of Alpha in his pack.

This would be the last time, Lucien told himself. So why not make the best out of it? Lucien spread his legs wider to allow Ronan deeper access to his body. He had buried his left hand into Ronan’s hair and his right hand traced the powerful lines of Ronan’s back. Taken by the sudden change, Ronan could not help but lift his head and frown a little at Lucien.

“Fuck me, Alpha,” Lucien provoked Ronan with a smirk. Ronan was not one to turn down any challenge. Especially not if the challenge involved plundering Lucien’s body.

The room that Lucien once dedicated for the creation of masterpieces completely lost its grandeur at the moment. The paintings and sculptures became silent witnesses as their creator was pinned on the floor with only the remains of their clothing serving as a bedsheet and being thrust into within an inch of his life.

By that time none of them cared about the outside world anymore.

Forget about the rejection from seven years ago.

Forget about the rejection from a few days ago.

Forget about Kinnon Youngshaper and Dane Silverback.

Forget about the packs.

Nothing else mattered but the present time. Lucien bit and clawed at Ronan’s shoulder from the mix of pain and pleasure that the latter gave him, while Ronan kept lapping up the blood from the bite wound he left on Lucien’s nape. They were both drunk in each other’s pheromones and submerged in the sea of their carnal desires.

After what felt like hours of wild coupling, Ronan squeezed at Lucien’s penis.

“Nghh...”

The stimulus was too much. He soon popped a second knot in Ronan’s hand and started shooting out his essence at their upper bodies. The embarrassing liquid dripped down their chests and stained the scattered clothing under their sweaty bodies.

Lucien’s body was tinted soft pink all over as if he was simmering in a pot of fragrant, orange wine. Ronan could not have enough of him. Desire burned away all his rationality. All he wanted to do at that time was stay inside Lucien for the longest time. He would not mind if they were unable to part after this crazy sex. Maybe that was for the best, then Lucien would not be able to leave him.

While Lucien was still ejaculating in spurts, the penis inside his body started to pulsate in a terrifying way. Ronan was starting to knot inside him. The Alpha let out an animalistic grunt. He pistoned in and out of Lucien’s body with abandon before pushing in one last time and locking their bodies together.

Sounds of wet moans emanated from both of them when ropes and ropes of Ronan’s scalding hot seed shot out and hit Lucien’s sensitive spot. The added stimulus while he was still coming down from the peak of a strong orgasm was too much for Lucien. He soon passed out in Ronan’s arms while the latter was still ejaculating inside of him.

Ronan pressed a kiss on Lucien’s lips and whispered into his lips passionately, “I love you, Lucien. I love you.”