Guttural moans of pleasure were heard coming from both men when Ronan slowly entered Lucien. The hole that had been expanded by the three fingers slowly swallowed Ronan's stiff rod, taking it inch by inch.
The Alpha felt so good that he might just come while looking at Lucien.
The latter looked as if he was under hypnosis when he slowly sat down on Ronan. And then he started to knit his brows when the murderous weapon inside him started to cause him pain. It felt as if he was about to be split into two by Ronan's manhood.
Halfway in, Lucien stopped moving. He leaned against Ronan, seeking the latter's warmth. Ronan hugged Lucien close, his intermittent breathing was the only thing Ronan could hear other than their heartbeats.
"Wait a bit," Lucien pleaded.
"Mhm."
Ronan pressed small kisses against Lucien's collarbone and inhaled his sweet scent. Lucien tried to ease himself downward, but he was unable to do it without feeling any pain.
