Chapter 37: Bleeding
Ronan’s hands were back on Riven’s waist, he needed to hold the brat in place.
"Nngh!" Once Ronan started to move, Riven tried his best to stay in place.
He started off slow, each thrust reaching deeper and deeper... Riven assumed he would get used to this pleasure by now, but each time it led him into new realms of pleasure. He did not know what was different this time, maybe because Ronan was angry...
Tsk, he was always angry and aggressive, at least he took the time to prepare him before inserting himself, Riven thought to himself. Of course, Ronan did not like this.
He demanded attention... When he was at work, Riven’s mind should only be on him.
"What is your pretty little head thinking about other than me." With that he bit Riven again, right on the waist. How dare this little half-breed think of something else?
"Ahh! What are you, a dog?" Riven exclaimed! He was overwhelmed to say the least, the thrusting, the biting, the pain! He could not even wack his tail against Ronan anymore! He was taking it as a sign of disrespect... Which is accurate... Riven bit his lip, hot tears formed in his eyes. He was such a bully!
"No, princess. I am a beast." Ronan whispered into his ears. The warmth of his breath only added on to the feeling of overwhelm.
Ronan’s hand shifted, while one remained firmly on Riven’s little waist... His calloused hands brushing against his gentle skin, the other reached for his neck again.
The thrusting did not stop or slow down, he maintained a steady rhythm, though sometimes he would go faster just to earn a few moans from Riven. He was a beast, he wanted to hear Riven cry... It was not enough, he wanted more... Louder, higher, preferably including his name in it.
Ronan could feel himself getting closer and closer to release, he made sure to be careful, he had a primal urge, the urge to make sure all his seed was deposited, not one drop wasted.