Pressed against the wall, Lucien received a round of rough pounding before Ronan took him to bed to continue.
At night time, the entire suite was deadly quiet except for the wet, intimate sounds that emanated from the bedroom.
Like two beasts in heat, they carved marks into each other's bodies with their teeth and fingernails while their combined bodies gently rocked against each other.
The air was saturated with the mix of their pheromones, intoxicating them further as they drowned in waves of amorous kisses and embrace.
Lucien lost count of his orgasms.
All he knew was that as soon as he climbed down from the peak of pleasure, Ronan was there to take him to another joyride.
And the joyrides were endless.
Ronan pumped his mate full of his cum the first time. But then he continued pushing inside him again and again, causing the turbid liquid to be sheared thin by his incessant thrusts.
