Pursuing My Rejected Alpha
Chapter 67

Lucien rolled with his eyes.

The ship was set to depart in fifteen minutes. Just what were they doing so late in Florentine???

"And why are you making Milroy work during our vacation?" Lucien furrowed his brows in confusion.

"It's our vacation, not his," Ronan answered lightly with a shrug.

4"

Poor Milroy.

Annalynne and Lowell made it three minutes before the ship closed its gate and sailed off. They bought a lot of things from the town. Mainly cakes and chocolates and all sorts of candies.

Her cheeks glowing red from running all the way back to the ship, Annalynne panted heavily when she arrived at the suite.

As soon as she got back, she grabbed her brother.

.....

"Lulu... Huff, huff... We need to talk. Huff, huff... I need to talk... I mean..."

"I get it, take a breath first," Lucien pulled Anna to the living room couch.

Annalynne shot Ronan a poisonous look.

"Please grant us some privacy, Alpha Ronan."

Ronan could barely conceal his smug grin at this point. Lucien furrowed his brows in confusion. He knew that Ronan and Annalynne were not the best of friends, but what was with this inexplicable smugness? The Alpha bent down to give Lucien a kiss on the cheek.

"I will be at the pool until dinner time," he said with a wink.

"Mhm."

Annalynne shut the glass door behind Ronan. She then took a seat on the couch, next to Lucien. Opposite them, Lowell could not look more nervous. "Lulu, are you hungry?"

"... No?"

He ate a lot in Florentine. In fact, he would be fine without dinner.

"Don't say that. Come on, I brought you a lot of food."

His twin sister literally raided a few shops straight. She even brought back some fruits from the orchard.

That was when Lucien realized that something was wrong. His mind immediately flew to the worst case possible.

"Anna, are you pregnant...?" he asked through gritted teeth while giving Lowell a sharp glare.

The poor man shook his head vehemently before Annalynne even answered.

The woman herself widened her eyes, her face turning red upon hearing Lucien's question.

"What??? No!!!"

Lucien heaved a sigh.

"Then what?"

"I, ahem, we, I mean..."

What Annalynne wanted to say was technically between her brother's expectation and nightmare. She was sexually active, she had just not gotten pregnant from the act. Seeing that Annalynne could not say it out loud, Lucien shifted his gaze to Lowell instead.

"When did you start sleeping with my sister?"

Lowell swallowed hard.

How was it that Lucien asked him the exact same question that his mate did?

No, even worse. Lucien's glare indicated that he was about to tear Lowell in pieces, should Lowell's answer fail to please him.

Large beads of cold sweat built on Lowell's forehead. They slowly ran down his face, drenching his shirt further.

To lie or not to lie?

Lying was not even an option here.

Bravely, Lowell thus gave Annalynne's brother the honest answer.

Outside, Ronan was swimming laps back and forth.

When he heard the shrill scream coming from the living room, he knew that Lucien already found out the truth.

Let's just hope that Landon did not castrate Lowell.

Ronan got out of the swimming pool, dried his hair with a towel, and wrapped his bathrobe around his muscular body before he re-entered the living room.

Just in time to see Lucien towering over Lowell.

His mate had a leg next to Lowell's waist. He grabbed the other man by his collar and hissed at him angrily.

"You better confess what you have done to my parents and propose to my sister as soon as we got off the ship!"

Lowell nodded fervently. Who told him the same thing previously? Ah yes, Alpha Ronan.

"Lulu, it was consensual!" Annalynne insisted.

a response, Lucien shot her a menacing glare.

"And you! You better get married right away. I don't want to hear about a second pregnancy scare!"

Lucien marched away to a bedroom, but not the master bedroom. Ronan's.

The Alpha worked so hard to suppress his laughter that his stomach started to hurt.

Annalynne shot him a furious glare.

"Are you happy now, Alpha Ronan? Is this what you want? Are you done ruining our birthday???"

Ronan shook his head.

He sat opposite the glaring woman and spoke softly to her, "Exactly because this is your last birthday together before he marries into my pack that I want it to be flawless. No secrets or anything." Ronan tapped at Annalynne's cheek afterward, prompting her to shout, "Hey!!!"

"That's for infuriating my mate," he said with a wink. "That was a lot less than the slap that you gave me back then."

""

Alpha Ronan never let any debt be left unpaid, did he?

Annalynne screeched into a couch pillow while Ronan went into his bedroom.

Lucien was there, sitting on his bed in a lotus pose while hugging a pillow. His brows were pulled together and he was glaring at the innocent sky outside.

"Lulu? Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I am. I just lost my temper there."

Ronan hugged his mate from behind and pressed a kiss on the latter's nape. Just on top of their mating bond scar.

"You knew, didn't you?"

"Mhm."

Lucien heaved a sigh.

"Ronan, do you think that Lowell is the right person for Anna?"

Ronan crawled in front of Lucien, took the pillow away, and laid his head on Lucien's lap.

"Don't you?"

"I don't know," Lucien lowered his eyes. "If he isn't, it will be wrong to force them to marry. But what if Anna misses out on the right person just because she could not restrain herself?" Ronan hummed.

"I think that the right man for her will not care whether or not she is still a virgin."

Lucien looked down at the Alpha on his lap, his eyes full of doubt.

"So if I had done it with someone other than you, would you still marry me?"

With one swift movement, Ronan reversed their position. Lucien was pinned on the bed and his mate loomed over him with a scary glint in his eyes. One of Lucien's legs was hanging from the bigger man's shoulder.

"I don't know what I would do," Ronan whispered.

He ran his hands down from Lucien's blushing cheeks to his flat stomach and supple waist.

"Maybe I will f**k you again and again, until your body forgets how the other man feels like and succumbs to me completely."

It didn't matter whether Lucien had been tainted by someone else before him.

Ronan was going to eliminate the traces of the other man from Lucien's body. Mold him to his liking. His Luna was going to moan to his touches, lose his mind from his thrusts, and reach the climax when Ronan knotted inside him and shot his seed deep inside his body.

In the end, Lucien's bones should carry the Alpha's curse, his blood should course with the Alpha's desire. When Ronan's pheromones were thoroughly carved into Lucien's body, Lucien would not even remember anyone else but his Alpha.

Even if he could not be Lucien's first, he was going to be Lucien's last.

The man on the bed chuckled.

.....

He playfully hooked his legs around the Alpha's waist.

"How? Why don't you show me exactly what you would do, Alpha?"

Ronan lowered his head and sucked on Lucien's lips ravenously. He did not bother to hide his hunger for intimacy.

"Be careful what you wish for, Luna," he whispered with a deep, magnetic voice. "I am not afraid to demonstrate."

Lucien hooked his arms behind Ronan's back and captured the man's lips on his own accord.

"Kindly elaborate, Alpha."

Ronan smirked.

He was never able to defend himself against Lucien's charm. Today was no different.

"This Alpha is happy to serve his Luna," Ronan winked at Lucien playfully.

He then pushed himself into a sitting position and pulled Lucien onto his lap.

The Alpha let his mate straddle the bulge between his legs while they kissed, proof that he was more than ready to put his words into action. A grin passed through Lucien's lips.

"Look at that," he remarked after they broke their kiss. "Isn't my mate so eager?"

Of course, he was eager.

He was more than eager.

It had been more than a day since they last made love to each other. Ronan was no different from a wandering traveler in the desert, dying for a drop of water which was Lucien's sweet nectar.

"Stay here tonight," Ronan breathed into Lucien's neck while he showered the fair, unblemished skin with kisses and love bites.

Ronan's hands sneaked into Lucien's shirt and crawled upward to knead his back and shoulders.

"Mmnh..."

Lucien closed his eyes and moaned from the Alpha's touch.

That was a huge mistake, because the single moan was like a spark of fire that fell on a pool of oil.

Lucien gasped when he felt the flesh rod beneath him grow as hard as a rock. Ronan held Lucien's waist in place while he thrust upward rhythmically.

"Mmh... Ahhh... Ronan, we can't."

As a response, Ronan spread Lucien's legs wider so that his erection comfortably nestled between Lucien's buttcheeks, just separated by their layers of clothing.

"I want to be inside you so bad... My Lulu, my beautiful Lucien..."

Lucien arched his back while he held on to Ronan's shoulders. Although they were separated by layers of fabric, he could feel the heat emanating from Ronan's lower half.

It threatened to burn him, to engulf him in a sea of fire.

"Ronan... Ah... Ahh... Ahh...!!!"

Lucien's body was Ronan's favorite musical instrument, his melodious moans nothing short of a masterpiece.

Pressed between their bodies, Lucien's m*****d also became hard from Ronan's stimulation.

"Lulu... That's it, give yourself to me," the Alpha's raspy voice tugged at Lucien's heartstrings.

Just as Ronan thought about ripping Lucien's pants off and pushing deep inside his body, someone had to knock at the door and ruin their heavy making-out session. "... Lulu...?"

Annalynne's voice pulled Lucien out of his lustful trance. He quickly released Ronan and climbed off his lap.

Slack-jawed, Ronan was left hanging on the bed. The shock quickly turned into a burning rage when he realized what just happened.

There was nothing that the Alpha would love to do more than curse loudly at his insensible sister-in-law.

When one heard sweet moans coming from someone's bedroom, one simply stuck to basic etiquette and did not knock at the door! Unless of course, the ship was burning!

Even then, they could still wait until the fire reached the uppermost deck!

Was this not common sense???

Just what did Annalynne learn growing up???

Meanwhile, Lucien stopped in his track when he walked by the full-body mirror at the front side of the wardrobe.

What he saw in the mirror made him rake his fingers through his hair and sigh with exasperation.

How could he be so easily consumed by desire?

How could he not remember that his sister and her boyfriend were outside?

Even if Lucien wanted to deny whatever happened in the bedroom just now, his appearance said it all.

His lips were red and swollen from the Alpha's kisses.

His eyes were glassy and reddened from suppressed [**t.

Not to mention the adorable blush on his cheeks.

Lucien wiped at his face a few times in hope of eliminating a few signs. When that didn't work, he had no other option but to be a man and face his sister heads on.

"Lulu, listen, I... Eww," Annalynne's practiced apology quickly turned into disgust when she saw the marks that Ronan left on Lucien. She wrinkled her face with unconcealed contempt. On the bed, Ronan pursed his lips in displeasure.

Once Lucien was yanked out of the room and the door closed behind him, Ronan strongly hoped that Lucien would whoop Annalynne's a*s real good for her irresponsible behavior. Until then, he had to go and relieve himself under a cold shower.

Anna took Lucien to the balcony and spoke to him for a long time, but Lucien was not ready for the conversation.

He kept telling his twin sister that he needed time to process everything. They had to postpone the talk until the next day at least. He needed time to think.

Needless to say, Annalynne was utterly dejected.

The following dinner was more solemn than a funeral.

Lucien refused to say anything beyond hums, occasional "Yes"ses and "No"s. Annalynne was busy bribing her brother with food, which Lucien eventually left uneaten once he was full. The suite was full with cakes and candies and fruits that eventually landed in the refrigerator.

When Lucien refused to share the bed with her that night, Ronan was overjoyed but Annalynne burst into tears immediately.

"Lulu, you promised," she begged while hugging her brother from behind. "Don't be like this, please. You can't be mad at me. I know I was wrong."

Lucien sighed.

.....

"I am not mad," he said finally. "I just need to sleep on it. We will talk tomorrow."

"I won't disturb you!" Annalynne insisted. "I will not make a sound! You can take your time to think!!!"

Lucien sighed.

"Fine."

Lucien kept his promise, but he could not be colder in demeanor.

Whenever they spent the night together, Lucien always let Annalynne sleep in his arms while soothing her with a soft voice.

Annalynne was so used to her brother's gentle treatment that she took it for granted.

Tonight, for the first time in her life, her brother turned his back toward her and refused to even give her a goodnight kiss.

Annalynne was beyond miserable.

She could not sleep until late at night.

When she woke up the next morning, Lucien already left the master bedroom.

Annalynne jumped out of the bed in search of her brother. Lucien told her that he only needed a night to digest the news. They should be able to talk now, right? Right??? Lucien sat by the pool outside with a book in his hands. It was clear that he was not reading at all. His gaze was directed at the endless ocean that extended ahead of him.

"Lulu? Elder brother..."

Annalynne pressed her lips together and approached Lucien carefully.

"Can we talk now?"

"Mhm."

Lucien gestured for Annalynne to sit down.

"I am not angry," Lucien repeated what he told his sister the previous night. "Anna, you are an adult. I told you months ago that I trust your judgment. I just didn't expect that you would take the next step so quickly." Lucien closed the book in his hands with a sigh.

"The past few months had been nothing short of an emotional rollercoaster for me. I am sorry if you did it because I was not there for you."

Annalynne shook her head fervently.

"Lulu, that is not it," she insisted. "He didn't force me. It was maybe a spur-of-the-moment decision, but it was purely consensual. And I... I didn't regret it."

Lucien raised a hand and caressed Annalynne's cheek.

"Then, in that case, why didn't you two register your marriage? Don't tell me that he refused to."

Lucien furrowed his brows. "I am going to teach him a lesson if that's the case."

"No!" Annalynne exclaimed.

"Lulu, I do want to marry him, but I don't want to marry him because all of you force him to marry me!"

"... Anna..."

"I just... I want him to propose because he wants to. Not because we had s*x. Or because he felt that he had to. Even if he doesn't want to marry me, I... I will bear the responsibility on my own."

Lucien cracked his fingers.

What?

As Annalynne's big brother, he could not just stand to the side and watch his sister be humiliated. Of course, he had to do something. Having anticipated Lucien's reaction, Annalynne quickly dragged her brother to sit on the lounge chair when he rose to his feet to beat the proposal out of Lowell.

"Lulu, please," she begged. "Give him time, alright? Don't force him!"

"Arghhhhh...!!!"

Lucien roared in frustration.

"If... If the worst case happens, you will still stand by me, won't you, Lulu?" Annalynne asked with a trembling voice. "You will still be my big brother, won't you?"

Tears built up in Annalynne's eyes. She looked so pitiful.

Lucien heaved a sigh. He pulled his sister into a hug and kissed her on the forehead.

"Of course," he mumbled. "But if he ever hurts you, I am going to break his arms and legs."

Annalynne chuckled.

"I thought I should reserve the right to do that."

"Hmm. Okay, you can do that. I will massage your hands after you are done."

The siblings giggled together.

Ronan and Lowell emerged from their bedrooms in time for breakfast. There was relief on Lowell's face when he saw Lucien and Annalynne smiling at each other.

Ronan slid the glass door open and stepped into the deck.

"Good morning, my love," he greeted Lucien.

"Mmm, good morning."

Lucien walked toward Ronan and hugged him.

Ronan gave Annalynne a meaningful look before he buried his nose into Lucien's hair and kissed the side of his head.

Annalynne pursed her lips in disapproval, but she went back into the living room to join Lowell after closing the glass door behind her.

'Are you alright, Baby?'

'I am okay. We are good!'

'So we don't need to string Lowell up and make him choke out a wedding proposal?'

Lucien looked up and smiled at his mate.

'No. Anna wants him to propose on his own. Let's just hope that Lowell doesn't let us all down.

He stood on tiptoes and leaned against the Alpha to kiss him on the lips.

'I love you, Alpha. Thank you for marrying me!'

Ronan chuckled.

'I proposed to you twice before you said yes, Lucien Clearwater. I would have proposed a thousand times if need be. I should be the one to say thank you for marrying me!

The two men fell into another round of kissing again.

From inside the living room, Annalynne and Lowell could only see Ronan's back and Lucien's arms around his mate's neck.

It still made them blush and avert their eyes.

"Anna, I think we should talk," Lowell said after a while.

Annalynne gave Lowell a look.

"Lowell, we talked yesterday. I told you that I would handle my brother. You don't have to worry about him. Or about Alpha Ronan," she added.

Lowell shook his head. He took Annalynne by her hand and squeezed it lovingly.

"Anna, I am not worried about them. I respect them, of course, but most of all, I respect you. Honestly, I should have done this when we thought that you were pregnant. Anna, will you..."

"No," Annalynne snapped when she realized what Lowell was trying to do.

Pulling her hand away from Lowell's grip, Annalynne rose to her feet in an instant. She gave her boyfriend a piercing glare.

"You are just proposing because you think you have to."

Lowell hastily corrected his lover, "Anna, you are mistaken, I..."

Unfortunately, Alpha Annalynne was not in the mood to listen. She shut Lowell up by resting her fingers against the latter's lips.

.....

"Don't talk about it anymore. Right now, all I want is some breakfast. I am famished."

Without waiting for Lowell's reply, Annalynne stalked out to the pool area to join Lucien and Ronan, who were enjoying the fresh morning air at the moment.

""

...

Left alone in the living room, Lowell was visibly confused.

He could not just pretend that nothing happened, could he?

Why did Annalynne brush him away like that?

Lowell inhaled and exhaled a few times.

It was alright.

They were alright.

Annalynne must still be a little shaken from having their secret found out and having to reveal it to Lucien.

He needed to give Annalynne some time to get over the entire thing.

Yes.

That was what Annalynne needed. Time.

Lowell naively thought that he could give Annalynne some space. He never thought that Annalynne would actively avoid him the whole day.

For breakfast that morning, they decided to have brunch at the ship's five-star restaurant. Located at the center of the cruise ship, it occupied a huge area of almost 20,000 square feet and offered a sumptuous buffet that consisted of breakfast options from all over

the world.

The dishes were charmingly arranged according to their original countries in the form of a world map. Each continent was occupied with a buffet bar and a specially designed dining area.

They were separated from each other by bridges over a large but shallow fish pond, making the guests feel as if they were literally walking from continent to continent to enjoy the specialty dishes.

One guest delightedly remarked as he walked past the four werewolves, "I just tasted coffee from different continents within half an hour! I mean, WOW!!!"

Ronan pulled at Lucien's elbow to lead him to the Asia continent, but the man slipped from his hand and was dragged toward the African continent instead.

"Lulu, let's go over there! I have never been to Africa! I heard that the dishes are MARVELOUS!"

Ronan glared at Annalynne's back. He was about to spit blood from boiling rage. When he saw Lowell heading to the South American continent, he followed the man right away.

"What is going on with the two of you, again?" Ronan asked in exasperation while they were picking their breakfast from the buffet table.

"I don't know," Lowell answered helplessly.

"Look, I want to propose. I tried this morning, but she rejected me before I even popped the question."

Ronan scoffed.

"What, one rejection and you gave up? Are you not an alpha werewolf? Grab her, throw her over your shoulder, and drag her to the Holy Temple, for Goddess' sake!"

Lowell squinted at the Alpha who talked as if he had personally done that to win his Luna's hand in marriage.

"Fine," Ronan grumbled. "Maybe not like that. Do you even want to marry Anna? Or is she just a passing fancy for you?"

Before Lowell had the chance to answer, Annalynne already marched toward them. Standing in front of Ronan with her hands against her waists, she demanded through gritted teeth, "Alpha Ronan, a word?"

...

Ronan thus was dragged aside to receive a round of scolding from Annalynne.

Afterward, Ronan did not go back to sit together with Lowell. Apparently, Annalynne decided that she would rather endure her brother's mate than have him threaten Lowell with marriage.

For once, Lowell thanked the Goddess when Lucien and Ronan went off to spend time with each other after breakfast. Lacking a companion, Annalynne had no choice but to put up with Lowell.

"Let's go to a yoga class," she decided single-handedly without asking for Lowell's opinion. Of course, it would be the one activity where she did not have to talk to Lowell.

To add salt to the wound, she also did not want to be close to Lowell during the class. It was almost as if she was afraid of him.

But

why?

Why was she so afraid of him?

Did she not want to marry him that much?

If so, then why did she agree to date him?

He might not appear intimidating when Ronan was around, but Lowell too was an alpha werewolf.

His patience had a limit.

The fire in his heart burned brighter and brighter when he saw Annalynne flexing her body during the yoga class.

He would love to put his hand around her lithe waist, caress the soft curves on her body, and worship his enchanting Alpha with his tongue and lips.

Unfortunately, said goddess did not even bother to look in his direction.

That did not make Lowell any happier.

After enduring thirty minutes of yoga class, the alpha had enough of Annalynne's cold treatment. Lowell squared his shoulder and marched toward his lover in order to capture her before she escaped.

Sweaty and exhausted from the class, Annalynne was a little disoriented. She gaped at Lowell in confusion when the latter grabbed her by the waist and looked deep into her eyes.

They were so close that Lowell could see his reflection in Annalynne's eyes.

"Anna, I love you," he declared in front of every single person who attended the yoga class. "I will marry you, whether you want it or not."

On the fourth morning of their cruise trip, the ship docked at a resort island for three days and two nights. The island, known as Amaranthus Haven to the world, was a famous tourist attraction that was only accessible through the sea. Visitors were welcome to enjoy the blue sky and white sands at the bountiful beaches during the day and eat at seaside restaurants that offered grilled seafood at night.

Various tour packages were offered for the adventurous souls who wanted to roam the tropical island.

More often than not, tourists got to go home with hidden, precious treasures.

Once the guests had their fill of both adventures and culinary experience, they were welcome to relax their bodies at one of the many hotels that were scattered all over the island.

All suite passengers that occupied the upper decks of "Seven Layers Of Heaven" were given free lodging for one night in the high-end, luxurious Amaranthus Dream Resort in the most beautiful lot of the island.

After coaxing his Luna for a long time, the Alpha finally managed to convince him to trade their huge family suite for two smaller, albeit separate suites.

Resourceful as he was, he made sure that the suites were separated as far from each other as possible.

To be exact, they were located at opposite ends of the ground floor.

Their suites could literally not be further apart from each other.

"There are no other suites available," Ronan insisted in his defense when Lucien threw him a bunch of judgmental looks. "The trade is done at the last minute! Lulu, you have to believe me!"

Although Lucien was not that stupid, he knew that he had no way to reverse Ronan's booking.

The Luna thus went with the flow and cooperated with his selfish Alpha for once.

And because said Alpha had not had any chance to vent his desire, of course the first thing that he demanded from his mate was some skin-to-skin contact.

"No s*x," was the first thing that Lucien told Ronan as soon as the latter wrapped his arms around him and placed kisses along his jawline and neck. "We plan to visit the island after lunch. I don't want to walk around with a sore waist."

"What? No, of course not," Ronan agreed a hundred percent.

"We are not going to have s*x. Let's just take a relaxing bubble bath together, shall we?"

The Alpha took his mate by his hand and led him past a sliding door at the backside of their suite. There in the middle of a lush garden was an outdoor jacuzzi made of blue stone. It was built underground with several stepping stones to enable people to climb

inside.

The tub was big enough for six people.

...

"Okay?" Ronan coaxed his mate with a soft voice. "I feel so hot and sweaty. I want to take a bath."

How was he hot and sweaty, again? Their suite was fully air-conditioned!

Clearly, Ronan was up for no good.

Lucien could smell the beastly desire overflowing from Ronan's heart. Then again, this was also something that he could understand.

Ronan had planned an amazing trip to celebrate his birthday, but he had to put up with Annalynne and Lowell.

The Alpha had been very obedient these days, so the Luna decided to reward him for his generosity.

Besides, it would be good to relieve some of the pent-up tension.

"Okay."

Leaning against the tub wall inside hot bubbling water, Ronan sat at the bottom of the tub with Lucien straddling his legs.

It was practically the continuation of their last making-out session on the ship, only that this time they were fully naked.

Lucien blushed profusely when he felt Ronan's scalding hot flesh beneath his body.

He tried to shift his weight around in order to maintain propriety, but it was difficult to do when the other party had exactly the opposite plan in mind.

The

Alpha was too sly.

He landed one kiss after another on Lucien's body, lulling him into safety so that he peeked out of his shell and left it behind.

Before Lucien knew it, Ronan was already rubbing the shaft between Lucien's legs.

"Ronan, ahh... Ahhh... I said no s*x..." he protested while biting back the cry that threatened to spill from his lips.

"I am not going in," Ronan whispered between kisses. "Just settling between your legs."

That was what he said, but the more he rocked against his Luna's body, the harder he got.

The sly head eventually started poking at Lucien's entrance.

Furrowing his brows in displeasure, Lucien pinched at Ronan's cheeks.

"I said, no s*x," he repeated.

"Just

the tip, I promise."

Lucien stared at Ronan in disbelief.

Before he could decide whether "only the tip" counted as having s*x or not, Ronan already took his silence as agreement.

Grinning shamelessly, Ronan grabbed Lucien's neck and locked their lips together in hot, wet kisses.

"Mmm... Mmmh..."

Lucien's protests effectively died out when Ronan started plundering inside his mouth. If he sucked harder, he might end up sucking out Lucien's soul instead.

The tension in Lucien's body slowly melt away when Ronan did not make further moves. He leaned against his mate and gently bit into Ronan's lower lip.

They rocked against each other rhythmically, exploring each other's naked form with their hands.

Other than the sound of the bubbling water, there was only the sound of lips smacking against each other and the wet kisses that passed between the lovebirds.

To give the Alpha the benefit of the doubt, maybe he did initially plan to just poke against Lucien's hole and not slip his entire length in.

But he was so used to playing with his mate without any restraint that he did not know where and how to stop.

Clouded by lust and the steam that slowly rose from the bath, Ronan forgot all about his promise.

Eventually, the shallow nudges morphed into something more.

Lucien opened his mouth in a silent scream when Ronan pushed into him hard and sheathed himself inside his mate completely.