Pursuing My Rejected Alpha Chapter 332 When The Sister-in-law Rained On The Alpha’s Parade

332 When The Sister-in-law Rained On The Alpha’s Parade

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 fuck 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 manhood 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 lust.

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 ass real good for her irresponsible behavior.

Until then, he had to go and relieve himself under a cold shower.