Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

310 The Alpha’s Sexy Little Wolf (NSFW)

“Look at what you have done,” Lucien snapped angrily.

Ronan cocked his head to the side and gave him an innocent answer.

“Just what did I do?”

“You...”

Lucien grabbed a pillow and smacked Ronan’s face.

“Whoa! Careful there! Baby, don’t move too much else you will spill your sperm.”

Lucien’s lips trembled from embarrassment.

How could Ronan talk about it as if it were nothing???

Despite the shame, Lucien complied and behaved himself while waiting for the end of his ejaculation.

.....

“Why did you attempt to revive this project?” he asked Ronan, his eyes lowered in mortification. “This was the project that drove my family to ruin. You might not see your money ever again.”

“Sssh...”

Ronan brushed against Lucien’s swollen lips with his thumb.

“I don’t want to see the money. I want to see our babies.”

Lucien’s face felt so hot. His eyes drifted toward the vent and the air conditioning system that were not doing their jobs properly.

“That is a yet-to-be-proven theory,” Lucien argued. “In practice, sperm cells don’t get converted into egg cells that easily.”

He knew that even without holding a degree in medicine. Otherwise, same-sex relationships might gain more acceptance.

“I know. But we have to try. I have the feeling that it might just work.”

“Heh.”

Lucien narrowed his eyes at Ronan.

There seemed to be something fishy.

“Is this a desperate attempt to have offspring or does something else lie behind it?”

Ronan gulped.

“What do you mean?”

Lucien scoffed.

“One thing I know is that the Silverback Corporation did not grow so big because of hunches and trials and errors. What are you hiding from me, Ronan Silverback?”

The Alpha let himself fall on the bed with a groan.

“I didn’t want to tell you at first because I too am unsure and I don’t want you to be disappointed when it doesn’t work,” he said.

“Spit it out. I can swallow a disappointment or two,” Lucien raised an eyebrow at his mate, demanding him to speak up.

Ronan turned his head to look at Lucien.

“Well, the truth is, the High Seer said that we were going to have children.”

“...”

“...”

The red-blonde man moved his hand and touched Ronan’s forehead.

“No fever. Ronan, did you bump your head a lot during the fight with Lucrethia?”

“... No.”

“Or maybe when you escaped from the crashing council headquarters? I will get healers to give you a full brain check-up.”

Pursing his lips with displeasure, Ronan grabbed Lucien’s wrists and pinned him down on the bed.

“I am not crazy,” he hissed. “The High Seer really did say that.”

“Ronan, you are nuts,” Lucien pointed out. “Do you think the High Seer has nothing else to do? Why would she go and tell you about this trivial matter that has nothing to do with the entire werewolf community? You heard wrong.”

Ronan hung his head and sighed.

“I didn’t,” he insisted.

“Well, to be precise, she said that our children would achieve great things.”

Children, not child.

Lucien stared at Ronan.

“You are so convincing that I am about to go out there and ask them to check if I have grown a uterus inside my body or not.”

Ronan shook his head.

“No need, the High Seer confirmed that that’s not the case.”

“... Ronan, you... Did you really talk to the High Seer about me getting pregnant?”

The bigger man cleared his throat, a soft shade of pink crept into his face.

He didn’t, but he could not tell Lucien that the High Seer read his mind, right? He could not risk angering the representative of the Moon Goddess.

“Ahem. Sort of. Anyway, she said no.”

Lucien’s jaw dropped open. He rolled to the side and covered his face with both hands.

“Oh, Goddess. I don’t think I will have the face to see her again. We should postpone the wedding.”

Ronan pulled Lucien’s hands away from his face.

“Lulu, don’t be silly, it was fine. Anyway, that brought me to this idea.”

“...”

Lucien howled.

“Oh, Goddess. No, I can’t believe it. What an embarrassing thing to even talk about!”

“So yes, anyway, this is our best shot for now. Let’s give it a try.”

Lucien buried his face into a pillow and howled.

“I can’t believe it,” he lamented.

“Baby, are you done?” Ronan asked.

He of course referred to Lucien’s ejaculation.

“... Yes, get it off me.”

Chuckling at his mate, Ronan peeled the egg off Lucien’s manhood and sealed it.

“Done,” he said.

He was about to pull out from Lucien’s body when the latter grabbed his arm.

“Wait!!!”

“What?”

“I can’t believe it! You can’t pull out! I will be leaking all the way out! Ronan Silverback, you better think about a way out of this mess!”

A smirk hushed over Ronan’s face.

Why, he would love to have Lucien dripping all over the fertility center. He might just end up tackling him to the ground and taking him again.

Lucien did not have to be a genius to guess Ronan’s train of thought. He smacked the Alpha hard and scowled, “Stop that dirty thought right away! Ronan Silverback, what should we do? Go get me a bunch of tissues, I don’t care.”

“I have a better idea,” Ronan said, his eyes sparkling with joy.

Lucien furrowed his brows. Whatever it was, he did not think that he would like it.

Ronan reached to the table and picked up the butt plug with wolf tail. He jiggled it before Lucien’s eyes.

“How is it? It will keep everything inside you perfectly.”

“...”

The moment when Ronan pulled out and stuffed the butt plug to prevent his semen from leaking out of Lucien’s body was one of the most embarrassing moments in Lucien’s life. And one of the most arousing moments in Ronan’s life.

Lucien was on all fours, his butt sticking out into the air and the wolf tail hung from his rear end. Unable to stop himself, Ronan grabbed Lucien’s waist and peppered kisses on his squishy buttcheeks.

“My sexy little wolf,” he commented with a snicker.

.....

Lucien rolled with his eyes.

He was not sure if he should smack Ronan or smack himself unconscious in order to not have to walk out there and look at people in their faces with the tail snugly hidden inside his pants.