102 You Will Be My Prize


    “Don’t do that,” Ronan said with a chuckle.


    He grabbed Lucien’s chin and forced thetter to look at him again.


    “Never look away from me,” he said. “Do you understand?”


    Ronan’s eyes were full of hot, burning love. Although years had passed and a lot of things happened between them, Ronan’s way of loving someone never changed. When he fell, he fellpletely. He was unable to lie about his feelings or hide his emotions. His living, beating heart was naked for everyone to see. Every single vein, every heartbeat, every drop of blood was visible. There was only one spot within Ronan’s heart. It had always been reserved for Lucien and no one else.


    Lucien could not withstand the other man’s eyes. If he looked at those bewitching eyes a while longer, he might lose himself and drown in the two limpid pools of desire.


    Lucien ended up closing his eyes instead to escape Ronan’s burning love for him.


    Ronan broke intoughter.


    “Oh, Lulu,” he crooned. “You are so cute.”


    A gentle but possessive kiss was pressed between Lucien’s eyebrows. Thetter was pulled then into a tight hug with a contented sigh. Ronan pinched at Lucien’s chin. When Lucien parted his lips involuntarily, Ronan stuck his tongue into Lucien’s mouth and ravaged his oral cavity like a maniac. Meanwhile, the hand that rested on Lucien’s waist wandered sneakily downward. It scraped the thick cum that coated both of their stomachs and made its way between Lucien’s legs.


    .....


    Lucien’s eyes flew open in an instant when he realized where Ronan’s fingers were headed.


    “Ronan, wait,” he quickly grabbed Ronan’s arm to stop him.


    Ronan pressed onest kiss on Lucien’s cheek before looking up at himzily with eyes that threatened to drown the man who resisted him.


    “Hmm? What is it? Did you think that I was done?”


    After just one time? Lucien’s cheeks were burning hot.


    It would be a lie to say that Lucien did not wish for more, but...


    “This is not the time to fool around at all,” he chastised the Alpha.


    They were about to go to war after all! Should they not go out and get into some rigorous exercises???


    A sigh that was as heavy as heaven, earth, and hellbined was heard. Ronan’s shoulders slumped forward in disappointment. Lucien took the time to sit up and put a distance between him and Ronan, just in case Ronan could not ovee his horniness and decided to tackle Lucien in bed again.


    Ronan, thankfully, was able to contain himself.


    The Alpha also sat up on the bed and groaned. “It is too beautiful a day to talk about war preparation,” he imed.


    “Do you need hail to bounce off the roof in order to focus?” Lucien offered.


    Not that he could conjure hailstorms at will. Ronan chuckled at his words.


    “Sure. That would be a change for once.”


    Ronan climbed off the bed and held out his hand toward Lucien.


    “Take a shower with me.”


    Lucien shook his head. “It is not a good idea.”


    Ronan leaned closer to Lucien and whispered with a maic voice, “I am not going to assault you in the bathroom. Give me this onest bit of happiness. Come on.”


    Lucien sighed. He pushed himself off the bed and took Ronan’s hand. Thetter smiled happily as he led Lucien across the bedroom toward the bathroom.


    Although the hotel was not as fancy as the Carlton Bay Hotel or the Seaside View Hotel, the owner put a lot of effort to design the presidential suites. The bathroom especially was exceedinglyvish.


    As soon as they entered, the couple was greeted by a round chaise lounge chair on the right side. It matched the round table that was snugly ced nearby. On top of the round table were two sets of fresh towels.


    Ronan grabbed the towels on his way while Lucien continued walking through the powder room. The powder room extended from the chaise lounge to the backside of the bathroom.


    On the backside were the huge shower room on the left side and a whirlpool tub on the right side. Warm water was bubbling inside, waiting for the guests to soak inside and rx their tired muscles.


    Outside was a garden with a mix of blue, pink, and purple delphiniums. It was inessible from within the suite areas. It seemed to be there just to enrich the bathing experience for the suite guests.


    Lucien and Ronan stepped into the shower room first to wash off the sticky white liquid that stuck to their bodies. As warm water poured out and washed down the cum and sweat off their bodies, they pressed their bodies together and shared a long, intimate kiss.


    When they broke off the kiss, a thin trail of translucent liquid was formed between their lips.


    More kisses were exchanged as they tumbled out of the shower room into the whirlpool.


    A whimper escaped Lucien when he waspletely soaked inside the bubbling warm water. Ronan pulled Lucien close and let the man sit on hisp.


    When a thick, pulsating rod rubbed against Lucien’s butt, thetter tensed up almost immediately and tried to move away. Ronan had to circle an arm around Lucien’s waist to pull him close again.


    “Don’t worry,” he said, biting gently into Lucien’s right earlobe and pulling at it yfully.


    “I am not going to do it. Not yet.


    After we win the war, I am going to im you as my prize. The night the war ends, I am going to ravish you all night until you cry like a girl.”


    Lucien scoffed.


    He grabbed at the thick penis under his body and gave it a delicious squeeze. It elicited an expected moan from the man behind him.


    “I’d like to see you try.”


    “Heh.”


    Ronan’s tongue trailed down from Lucien’s neck down to his nape. He then sucked at the spot where he bit Lucien so many times before.


    “Don’t eat your wordster.”