Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

351 The Luna Made A Tempting Promise (NSFW)

Although the curtains were heavy and thick, they still fluttered slightly when a strong wind blew from the vast ocean.

When they did, the silhouette of a handsome man on top of another could be seen clearly.

The red-blond man arched his back and threw his head backward in painful pleasure while the dark-haired man beneath him locked his waist in place and fed him with the purplish, engorged shaft.

The terrifying weapon slipped in and out of Lucien’s pink and swollen entrance obscenely, plundering his insides like a grave robber who was intent to take away every single valuable item.

In this case, it was the delicious, satiny sounds that spilled from Lucien’s lips whenever Ronan grazed against his sensitive spots.

“Ronan, I can’t... Not so fast... Slow, slow...” Lucien begged the other man, who did not know what it meant to slow down.

Ronan let out a guttural moan whenever Lucien’s inner muscles clamped down on his cock and prevented him from moving about.

The Luna bit him so hard down there that the Alpha suspected that their flesh had somehow melted into one.

With a roar, Ronan flipped their position and pinned Lucien on the bed.

.....

Tears spilled from the tails of Lucien’s eyes as he endured the rough fucking again and again. After being pounded into for roughly an hour, Lucien’s obstinacy morphed into acceptance.

His tunnel became soft and tender, its flesh sucking on Ronan’s cock lovingly whenever it retreated.

Ronan licked his lips lasciviously.

He grabbed Lucien’s waist with both hands and slammed hard into his mate again and again.

By then, Lucien did not bother keeping his voice down anymore.

A series of cries and moans were heard coming from the tent, bearing testament to the wild coupling that was happening inside.

Ronan knotted deep inside Lucien and creamed the man’s insides with his thick semen. Lucien himself ejaculated at the same time, sending spurts of whitish liquid flying between their bodies.

“Ronan...”

Lucien pressed a hand against Ronan’s cheek. Still reveling in the heights of pleasure, the Alpha breathed heavily. He opened his eyes and smiled at his mate.

“Yes, Lulu?”

“One year from now, we will hold the babies in our arms.”

The corners of Ronan’s lips ticked up in delight.

“Yes. This is the last birthday you will ever spend without a child.”

Lucien’s entire body was glowing red from the intensity of Ronan’s lovemaking, but his face assumed a deeper shade of red when he heard Ronan’s words.

With a sneer hanging on his lips, the Alpha pushed his knot a little deeper into Lucien’s belly.

“I want you to give birth to my child every year,” he said. “I am going to fill you up again and again, until the Moon Goddess allows you to grow round with my child.”

Lucien chuckled.

“Work hard, Alpha.”

He squeezed at his lower stomach, outlining the man’s cock that was still embedded inside his body.

“I promise to give birth to every child that you planted inside me.”

What came afterward was another round of lovemaking. And another.

Driven by Lucien’s grand promise, Ronan earnestly tried to put at least a baby inside his mate.

By the time Ronan was done trying, the sun almost set.

When he withdrew from Lucien’s body, the body liquid that was trapped between them made a lewd sucking and popping sound.

Lucien rolled to his side and curled up into a fetal position. After being invaded within an inch of his life, only the shallow breathing and the rise and fall of his bruised body served as signs that he was still alive.

As he lay in the position, his rear hole was exposed to the Alpha’s hungry eyes. Lucien’s love tunnel was a gaping, raw hole that had been molded to accommodate Ronan’s massive tool.

The Alpha’s seed trickled slowly out, but the majority was stored inside Lucien’s belly.

Ronan grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Lucien’s butt to retain his seed inside his lover for as long as possible.

Ronan did not understand art, but according to his opinion, the sight of his own cum dribbling out of Lucien’s swollen hole down to his thighs and legs was the most fascinating picture ever.

The red fingermarks around Lucien’s buttcheeks turned it into a masterpiece.

As soon as the commotion inside the tent died down, footsteps were heard outside.

Ronan wiped traces of their combined body liquid away with a cloth. He then put on his shirt and pants and took a look at what was happening outside.

Three young women were outside, each of them carried a basket that contained a few items such as coal, a lighter, and some oil.

“What are you doing?” Ronan queried.

They flinched when the Alpha suddenly made his appearance. The startlement was quickly replaced by embarrassment when they saw the man.

They did not need to take a look at the bed inside the tent to know what the two men had been doing for hours.

It was already miraculous enough that the tent was able to withstand their ferocious and passionate lovemaking.

Thankfully, Ronan did not care whether anyone heard the sound of their intense lovemaking or not.

“What are you doing?” Ronan queried.

“Oh, we... We just want to light some fire. For... For lighting,” one of them stammered.

Ronan looked at the four fire torches that stood tall at each corner of the tent. He tapped at his chin thoughtfully and hummed in deliberation.

“Hmm, do you have bigger fire pits?”

“Uhm... Yes, we do.”

“Perfect,” Ronan said. “Get me one of those, several trouts, mushrooms, and also a pack of marshmallows.”

“R-right away.”

Ronan turned to go back to the tent, but then he remembered something else.

“Oh, and prepare a bathtub with hot water and some towels.”

“...”

“Yes, Sir.”

Customers were kings.

The three women quickly attended to their task. Afterward, they bowed their heads and scurried away before Ronan came up with weirder requests.