Pursuing My Rejected Alpha
Chapter 62

"Oh, you stupid, stupid Lulu."

Lucien's eyes were as round as the moon.

"How dare you call me stupid, you... mmmpphhh!!!"

Ronan pulled Lucien for another kiss and pinned him against the coach.

"Mmm!!! Mmm!!!"

Ronan ignored Lucien's protests and continued sucking on the latter's lips, prying his mouth open and invading the inner part.

When Ronan's kiss moved downward to Lucien's neck and collarbone, Lucien's protests already turned into stifled moans.

"You lecherous Alpha," he scolded Ronan once he remembered what they were arguing about just then. "You are the stupid one, not me." Ronan laughed. He pulled Lucien to sit on his lap with one swift movement.

.....

"Fine, I am the stupid one," Ronan agreed.

"You are also selfish," Lucien added.

"I am, I am. The most selfish one."

"And arrogant as hell."

"I am anything you say I am," Ronan threw his mate a dreamy gaze. "My Lulu knows me best."

Lucien wrinkled his nose at Ronan's icing-glazed words.

"Ronan, I am serious," he said. "If you die, I will arrange for your funeral and then jump into the Eternal Sleep Lake."

"... That is a crude way of killing yourself."

"Fast and clean," Lucien disagreed. "At least then my family doesn't have to take care of my deformed corpse."

Ronan raised his eyebrow at Lucien.

"You have a family who will miss you so much. Don't you feel reluctant to leave them behind?"

Lucien shook his head.

"I have done a lot for them. Dad is back at the Silent Walkers Pack. He, Mom, and Anna are all living happily together. Anna has become the Alpha of the pack. She is in love with Lowell and will marry him anytime soon. See, Ronan? My heavy burden has been taken off my shoulder. I am free to leave anytime I wish to."

Ronan sighed. He pressed his forehead against Lucien's. Why was Lucien talking as if he was ready to die anytime?

Ronan did not like it one bit.

Even if his family was going to survive after Lucien's demise, it didn't mean that they didn't need Lucien.

The living would always miss the dead.

It was not the same with Ronan.

Back then, Ronan believed that his mother was gone. He had an estranged relationship with his father. Naturally, no one would suffer from his early death. Especially not his father who had maybe ten illegitimate children out there. Besides, if Lucien truly died, Annalynne would probably wreak havoc in the werewolf society.

He never told Lucien, but his twin sister had a serious brother complex at an advanced stage.

Lucien should think about that, at least...

"But then in your letter, you told me to raise your children. Damn it, Ronan. How dare you give me a reason to live after your passing?"

4"

...

That had to be the most ridiculous thing that Lucien ever said, or at least one of the prominent ones. He knew it too.

Ronan grinned.

So that was it.

"So you are mad because you can't follow me into death?"

Lucien narrowed his eyes at the man in front of him. He squished Ronan's face between his hands out of spite.

"Technically, I can send over my s***m and commit suicide. But then who will raise the child?"

Lucien pinched Ronan's cheeks and glared at him.

"Who is going to tell the child about the stupid, stupid father who left me all alone to raise the child?"

"...

"Hmmm??"

Ronan grinned. He bit into a stiff peak on Lucien's chest and drew a pained cry from the latter.

"Stop that!" he smacked Ronan's shoulder.

Ronan hugged Lucien's slender waist and rubbed his face at Lucien's chest.

"My cute baby," he crooned. "My most awesome, most beautiful, most amazing Luna. I love, love you so much."

Lucien scoffed.

He put his arms around Ronan's neck and slipped his hands into Ronan's thick, dark hair.

"You are going to be an amazing father," Ronan whispered. "I know that. You will pamper our child so much, for my part as well."

Lucien's face darkened.

"Are we done talking about what will happen if you die?" he snapped.

"Of course! As you see, I am still alive!"

"Pfft. I can't believe it!"

Lucien climbed off Ronan's lap and walked a few steps away.

"You cannot believe what?"

Ronan asked. He went after Lucien and hugged him from behind.

"Hmm?"

Lucien gave him a side-eye.

"I thought that you went to a fertility clinic because you could not get it up anymore."

"... Excuse me...?"

Lucien squinted.

"We haven't had s*x since we came back from registering our marriage. I thought you developed erectile dysfunction from watching your parents walk into the Moon Goddess Shrine." Ronan let out a disgusted sound when he recalled what he witnessed a few days ago.

"That was unbearable to watch, but erectile dysfunction? Me?"

Lucien shrugged.

"You seemed so traumatized. It can happen, you know?"

"Heh."

Ronan took one of Lucien's hands and pressed it against the bulge between his legs.

""

"What do you think? Hard enough for you?" the Alpha shamelessly asked.

As a response, Lucien squeezed at Ronan's m*****d through his pants.

"Mmf..."

"Don't be so cocky. I have yet to see how you perform."

Ronan pulled his lips into a sneer.

"Oh, is that so?"

"Yep."

"Alright, alright. I will give you an amazing performance later."

"Hmph."

Ronan kissed the side of Lucien's neck, his warm breath lingered at his earlobe and made his heart beat faster.

.....

"Lulu?" "Yes?"

"After everything that happened, I still need to ask you one thing. Are you willing to have a child with me?"

Lucien's tender eyelashes fluttered in embarrassment. Soft pink color crept up his cheeks and his lips started to quiver.

" "

"Baby? Please say yes."

""

"Lulu, I want us to have a baby together. Please say yes."

Lucien was getting dizzy from all the blood that shot up his head. Before he got a nosebleed from mortification, he decided to shut Ronan up with a kiss.

Once they broke the kiss, Lucien looked into Ronan's eyes and whispered, "Yes."

Lucien did not know which was worse: telling his father that he needed a room to "collect" his s***m or having his father lead him to a small chamber in front of so many blushing staff members. "Um, Mr. Clearwater?"

A red-faced Lucien turned to look at a shy lady behind him. She was blushing profusely when she handed him a basket that was covered by a red-and-white checkered handkerchief. It looked a lot like a picnic basket.

44"

Desperate to escape the curious eyes, Lucien did not bother to ask why he was given a basket full of snacks. He took it from the lady's hands, mumbled a hoarse thanks, and shut the door behind him. Good Goddess.

Lucien slid down the door into a squatting position.

That was embarrassing.

This must be the lowest point of his life.

.....

At this moment, Lucien started to regret his poor choices.

Maybe he should learn to contain his rage.

Maybe he should have done it at home before he jumped into the plane to West Coast City.

Maybe then he could just go back home with Ronan and forget about everything.

Aaaaarghhhhh!!!

Lucien rubbed at his face. He slowly walked into the room.

It was dimly lit by a few wall- and desk lamps. There was only a small bed and a small round table next to it.

Lucien put the picnic basket on top of the table and went to sit at the edge of the bed.

Well, look at that.

Embarrassment did make one hungry. The picnic basket was there at the right place and right time. Lucien took off the checkered handkerchief. Instead of maybe some sandwiches or filled buns, he ended up staring at a bunch of brand-new toys. Not the kind of toys that children played with.

These were s*x toys.

"

Lucien used every ounce of self-restraint in his body to not pelt the wall with every each of the shameless items.

No, he was supposed to use them, right?

Otherwise, how was he supposed to procure a semen sample?

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

""

Good Lord, who could that be?

Lucien opened the door and came face-to-face with Milroy. The young man was literally crimson in the face.

He had with him the sample collection package.

"Lu-Lu-Lu-Luna, th-this is..."

Lucien decided to spare both of them the degrading conversation. He took the package from Milroy's hands and gave him a forced smile.

"Thanks, Milroy."

Back inside the room, Lucien screamed in his head.

The package was placed next to the s*x toy basket.

The man in question walked in circles, panicked. In his hand was the big egg that he was supposed to peel and wear like an eerie hat over his manhood.

No, this was too weird, wasn't it?

He couldn't do it.

Couldn't he just masturbate into a plastic cup?

And how did it happen, again?

"Aaarghhh," Lucien growled.

He had gotten used to sleeping with Ronan that he forgot how to "take care" of himself.

So he had to touch himself, right?

He had to use one of these toys to...

" "

Lucien inspected the toys inside the basket.

There was a butt plug with a wolf tail, a realistic replica of a p***s, a selection of lubricants, and many other stuff which functions remained a mystery for Lucien no matter how long he stared at them.

The red-blonde man sighed and tilted his head backward.

He couldn't believe it.

Well.

It was only this one time.

Best to get on with it. Embarrassment was not going to help him finish the task at hand.

Lucien unzipped his pants and slowly scraped them off his slender legs. His underpants too came undone.

He didn't know why, but he ended up folding them neatly to the side.

Maybe because he needed to do something to calm his mind and overcome the discomfort in his heart.

He spread the selection of lubricants on a small table and took a look at every single one.

Hmm.

Mint.

Lavender.

Fruit-flavored ones, such as strawberry, orange, grape...

Lucien buried his face into his arms.

Good Goddess.

He would never again in life be able to eat strawberries, oranges, or grapes without thinking back to this moment.

Lucien closed his eyes and picked one flavor that he could live without for the rest of his life. Butter and rum. That's the one. And now for the p***s...

Lucien's face felt so hot, not unlike an erupting volcano.

None of them were as long or as thick as Ronan's shaft. That was not necessarily a bad thing. It would just feel a little unusual and foreign. Another series of knocking at the door almost made Lucien's heart jump out of his ribcage.

This time the person behind the door did not bother waiting until Lucien opened the door.

Ronan walked in with a mischievous grin across his handsome face.

"What are you doing here?" Lucien asked, dumbfounded.

"I thought that maybe you can use some help," the Alpha said graciously.

Lucien stared at him.

"I can do this myself."

Ronan went behind Lucien and put his hands on Lucien's naked waist.

"Mhm, I have no doubt about that," he kissed the side of Lucien's neck lovingly.

"On the other side, I thought that this might be a good chance to check my... performance down there, as you so elegantly put it." A shiver ran down Lucien's spine.

.....

"Ronan, don't mess around," he snapped. "This is a clinic, not a brothel house. I don't think that the room is soundproofed!" The Alpha chuckled at his mate.

"Don't be ridiculous. Of course it is."

He took a leather band from inside the basket, ripped the plastic cover off, and grabbed both of Lucien's wrists.

After putting Lucien's wrists together, Ronan smoothly tied them with the leather band.

"Ronan!" Lucien hissed. "What the hell are you trying to do?"

Ronan leaned closer to Lucien and breathed into the latter's ear.

"I am trying to make a baby with my Luna," he whispered, his magnetic voice causing Lucien's heart to flutter.

"You really don't need to tie me up," Lucien furrowed his brows. "It's not like I will resist."

Ronan laughed.

"This is your punishment for doubting me."

Ronan kissed Lucien's cheek. "Allow me to serve you, Luna."

"... Ronan, you... Hey, what are you doing???"

Lucien yelped when Ronan covered his eyes with something silky and cool. It had to be his tie.

"Relax, my love. It's not like you haven't done this before."

"Ah..."

Lucien pressed his lips together in a desperate attempt to not voice out his arousal.

.....

Without his sight, his senses of smell and hearing were amplified tenfold.

He could hear the rustling sound when Ronan took off his belt and unzipped his pants.

He could hear the sound of their clothes hitting the floor one by one.

When Lucien took a deep breath, the concentrated smell of Ronan's penetrating pheromones engulfed his head.

There was something possessive, something tyrannical about it. Much like Ronan, who never liked sharing with anyone.

Once they were both naked, the sensation of their two bodies rubbing against each other gave Lucien goosebumps. Ronan's hands wandered up and down Lucien's body. Touching, rubbing, kneading, and pinching every spot of his body, delicate or not. "Lulu..."

A pair of warm lips pressed against Lucien's nape. Ronan's teeth scraped dangerously past Lucien's skin, leaving a trail of fire that was extinguished only by his wet tongue.

The Alpha circled an arm around Lucien's stomach while the other one grabbed Lucien's p***s and slowly stroked it.

"Ronan, don't..."

As always, Ronan responded badly to the word "no" and "don't".

"Well, I can tell that you are not having any problem down here," he chuckled.

He held Lucien's hardened p***s inside his warm palm and slowly pumped it within his fist.

Lucien bit into his lower lip. That was all he could do to not come on the spot.

"Ronan, don't... I am almost..."

This time, Ronan heeded Lucien's warning. His hands left Lucien's manhood abruptly.

Lucien breathed heavily. He slumped over at the table, supporting himself only with his two elbows in order to not lay down flat on the surface.

There was a cracking sound, followed by the sound of something being scraped off a surface. Like a plastic label off a newly-purchased item.

Ronan expertly peeled the egg.

He then pointed Lucien's p***s at the entrance and slowly rolled it down Lucien's erect p***s.

"Oh... No, what is that? Ronan..."

"Sssh... Relax, my love."

He then grabbed Lucien's chin and joined their lips in the most passionate kisses.

The egg stretched along Lucien's shaft, engulfing it perfectly to store his essence.

The inside was very soft.

And warm.

Ronan squeezed along Lucien's shaft. Beneath his blindfold, Lucien's eyes flew open.

Lucien struggled hard to free his hands to no avail. Alas, the more he resisted, the tighter the leather band seemed to become.

He heaved a relieved sigh when Ronan's naughty hands stopped milking his p***s. The relief didn't last long, because Ronan then started pinching at Lucien's delicious cherry buds.

"Mmf!! Mmfff!!"

Lucien struggled and arched his back, trying his best to get away from Ronan's adventurous hands.

A moment later, Ronan broke their kiss and spun Lucien around.

Lucien gave a surprised cry when he felt his feet leaving the ground.

Ronan lifted him to the table and wrapped Lucien's legs around his own waist.

And then, his warm and wet mouth closed over one of Lucien's nipples. Lucien threw his head backward when Ronan started to attack his sensitive points mercilessly.

The Alpha kissed, sucked, and rolled it between his teeth playfully.

"Aaahhhh... Ahhhhh... Ronan, no... Stop, please..."

Lucien was unable to see Ronan's facial expression, but he could imagine the latter's smug smile as he ravaged him further.

"Bad Lulu," Ronan whispered, his voice dripping with suppressed lust. "I have to teach you a lesson."

Aggrieved, Lucien lifted a leg and attempted to kick Ronan away. His legs were captured skillfully and lifted on top of Ronan's powerful shoulders.

Lucien's mouth opened in surprise.

"What lesson? You... Ahhh!!!"

Ronan grabbed Lucien's butt and pushed him to lie flat on top of the table. And then he took Lucien's bound wrists and placed them behind his neck.

"Ronan! This table is not going to hold it!" Lucien shouted in terror. He quickly recalled the time when they broke a bed in St. Clarence during a heavy make-out.

"It has to," Ronan said without a care. "If it breaks, I will pay for a new one."

That was not even the main issue here! There were so many people working outside! They could hear what was happening insic

His mate's shamelessness was boundless!!!

Lucien kicked at Ronan's back with his heels in resentment.

Chuckling more to himself than to his mate, Ronan sank one of his fingers into Lucien's rear hole. The finger pushed relentlessly inside Lucien's depth, coating his tunnel with a rich, slippery substance. Lucien's body grew tense, his muscles contracted and squeezed around Ronan's finger.

"F**k, so tight," Ronan's delighted voice was heard. He finger-f****d Lucien for a while before he inserted another finger in and started to expand Lucien's inside.

"N-No, ahhhh... Ahhhhh...!!!"

Lucien clawed into Ronan's back like a scared kitten. The two fingers inside him thrust in and out vigorously, stabbing into his soft insides without restraint.

The beast on top of him was threatening to tear him open so that he could devour him whole.

"Aahhh... Ahhh..."

Lucien knitted his brows and winced from the pain. He did not realize that he was crying until Ronan wiped the tears away from his cheeks. The Alpha withdrew his fingers and cuddled his mate lovingly. "Don't cry, my Lulu. It is a beautiful day. The day you and I make our baby."

Lucien's mouth was open in a silent scream when he felt something huge pushing inside his body. He arched his back and tensed up so much that his mate only managed to get half inside.

"Lulu... Let me in, my love..."

"Mmmf...!!!"

Ronan pinned Lucien down with a kiss. Disgruntled, the latter ended up biting into the Alpha's lips.

Ronan could not care less. He kept pounding into Lucien's body, until Lucien eventually gave in and let him push his entire p***s inside him.

The room had no windows, and the air conditioning system did not seem to be functioning.

The air was hot and sticky, permeated with the thick scents of their mixed pheromones.

Lucien thought that he must have fainted as soon as Ronan entered him. Or maybe he just went into a daze.

All he could register when he came back to his senses was the scorching flesh rod that rearranged his internal organs to make space for itself. It was still at first, but then it started moving.

"Ahhh..."

Lucien moaned.

He was burning down there.

It was too hot.

Maybe he chose the wrong lubricant.

Or was it just Ronan?

Lucien didn't know.

He sank his fingers inside Ronan's hair, hugging the man's neck while the man plundered his body and left kiss marks all over his neck and chest.

Lucien closed his eyes and listened to Ronan's beating heart. Inside his belly, Ronan's engorged organ was also beating furiously.

Every time the terrifying weapon pushed in, it scraped against all the pleasure points in Lucien's love tunnel.

"Ah..."

It felt so good.

But it also felt so wrong.

Lucien just didn't know why.

Where were they and what time was it?

He couldn't remember at all...

"How is it, Lulu?" Ronan's deep, alluring voice was heard asking. "Do you still want me to stop?"

"No," Lucien struggled to free himself from the leather band again.

"Yes,

he then said helplessly.

Ronan chuckled.

"Which one now? You are so contradictory."

"Shut up and kiss me," Lucien hissed.

Of course the Alpha complied.

He then railed Lucien so hard that Lucien barely remembered his own name. Endless moans spilled from his lips, in rhythm with the wet squelching sounds of two bodies slamming into each other.

Ronan's favorite musical instrument was Lucien. Every sound that the man produced was heavenly music in his ears.

Every lovemaking session was no different from an exhilarating and marvelous concert.

Just when Ronan thought that Lucien could not make him happier, he did.

"I love you," Lucien whispered. "I love you, Ronan."

Astounded, the Alpha ceased his onslaught and gaped at his mate.

Lucien lay on the table, his chest rising and falling with haggard breathing. Bite- and kiss marks covered his sweaty body like red flower petals.

He was so beautiful.

Ronan knew that Lucien loved him, of course, but Lucien rarely said it out loud. Especially during s*x. His Luna's facial skin was too thin.

Grinning with delight, Ronan kissed Lucien's trembling lips.

"I love you more," he said.

He then wrapped his arms around Lucien's waist and b**t.

"Hold on tight," he said.

"What... what...?"

Lucien did not catch it at all.

He gasped from shock when Ronan lifted him from the table. Lucien wrapped his legs hurriedly around Ronan in order to not fall down.

Meanwhile, Ronan almost chuckled when he saw their combined body fluids drenching the surface. Lucien was going to flip out for sure if he caught sight of it.

Lucien Clearwater, the man that Ronan Silverback loved, had the habit of putting pleasure aside to care about trivial things. Anything to distract him from their sensuous lovemaking.

He cared too much about people who might hear them.

Or furniture that would be ruined from their wild coupling.

Or that the sun had not set yet.

This was the main reason why Ronan covered Lucien's eyes. He was not going to let Lucian fuss about those inconsequential matters this time around.

All Lucien had to focus on was how much they loved each other.

Ronan pressed his mate against the wall and took his hands away from under Lucien's buttcheeks. Prompted by gravity, Lucien's body inadvertently slid downward.

"Arghhhh!!! Ahhh....!!!!"

Lucien screamed from mixed pain and pleasure when Ronan thrust upward rapidly, impaling his mate on his shaft.

The vicious Alpha kept drilling his p***s in the same direction over and over again.

"No, too deep... Ronan, it hurts..."

It hurt, but at the same time, it also lighted a fire inside Lucien's belly. The flame ran amok within him, begging for a release.

Ronan

was not in a better situation.

He pushed one, two, three times inside Lucien before he buried himself deep into his mate's spasming body.

"Give yourself to me, Lulu," he whispered. "Give me a baby."

"Ah... Ahh..."

Lucien arched his back and cried. His o****m came like a hurricane, lifting everything off the ground and sending them swirling in the sky.

At the same time he poured his seeds into the s***m container that was attached to his p***s, he had to accommodate Ronan, who knotted deep inside him. The Alpha made his mate take his entire length and then shot his scalding essence into Lucien's deepest

recess.

"That's it, very good, my Lulu," Ronan crooned.

Lucien felt so hot and dizzy. He barely registered the kisses that Ronan peppered him with before his eyes fluttered shut and he passed out from the intense lovemaking.

Ronan caught him just in time before he fell to the ground.

Grinning like a little boy on Christmas morning, Ronan carefully moved his mate to the bed. He lay Lucien on his right side while he himself lay on his left side. They still had to wait for their knots to deflate.

Ronan took off Lucien's blindfold and released his wrists. He then pressed a kiss on Lucien's eyes.

"My perfect Luna. What would I do without you?"

"You are so beautiful, my Lulu," Ronan whispered although Lucien was out cold and could not hear him.

The dark-haired man supported his upper body with one arm while the other kept running up and down Lucien's body, tracing every up and down, every nook and cranny that made up his beloved mate.

A few minutes later, the latter's eyes quivered open.

"Mmm..."

Lucien gazed into Ronan's handsome face, with the unbearable shameless grin on it.

"Soooo, Luna," he drawled, rubbing Lucien's lower stomach lasciviously, "are you satisfied with my performance? Or should I go and consult a doctor for my erectile dysfunction problem?"

""

Lucien wanted to smack Ronan's face real hard and wipe the smug grin off it completely.

"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 s***m."

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, s***m cells don't get converted into egg cells that easily."

He knew that even without holding a degree in medicine. Otherwise, same-s*x 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 m*****d 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 b**t 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.