Lucien knew that he spouted nonsense as soon as he said it.
He didn't share his burden.
All he did was ask for sex and then pout when he did not get any.
Good Goddess.
How embarrassing.
He said that he did not want to be compared with any of Ronan's previous exploits, but there he was, begging to be fucked like some desperate housewife.
Lucien wanted to bang his head a few times against the house pillar.
"I am sorry," he said, his cheeks assuming a deeper shade of red from realizing his horrible behavior.
"I didn't..."
A pair of strong and muscular arms latched themselves around Lucien again. Ronan's warm breath blew against Lucien's ears, causing him to unwittingly shudder.
"It's all my fault," the Alpha said. "Lulu, please forgive me, alright? Don't be mad anymore."
"..."
