A Steamy Affair (NSFW)

Poor Maya lost her cake to Ronan. It sat on the table, bearing witness as Lucien was cornered against the wall by Ronan inside the empty classroom.

"What do you want?" Lucien shot him a glare.

"What do you think I want? I want to know why you rejected my proposal."

Lucien pushed Ronan away. "I never promised to marry you. Stop making demands as if you own me. I am a free person, Ronan."

Ronan licked his teeth while staring at Lucien. "Your pack is ruined. It is up for sale to the highest bidder. How was my offer inferior to Kinnon's?"

A crisp sound whipped through the air when Lucien landed a vicious slap across Ronan's cheek. The latter merely smirked in return.

Lucien narrowed his eyes at Ronan. "My pack lost the war but we are NOT for sale. I am NOT for sale. Watch your mouth, Ronan Silverback."

Ronan tossed out cruel laughter before he pinned Lucien with a scorching glare. "You are marrying Kinnon Youngshaper to retain your pack's resources! How is that not selling yourself??? I don't give a shit what you call it. I just want to know why you pick Kinnon over me!"

It was not about Kinnon. It was about everyone else who Lucien let into his life while he kicked Ronan out ruthlessly without looking back. Hate glinted in Ronan's eyes.

He was the famous Alpha of the Infinite Eclipse Pack.

His whole life long he was surrounded by men and women alike who threw themselves at him without a single care. Some women who he bedded even asked him to give them his seed, to let them carry his babies. They did not even care about becoming his Luna. That was how desirable he was.

But then there was Lucien who not only was his fated mate, but also the person who kept rejecting him again and again. Ronan could not accept this humiliation. He was going to pry the answer from between Lucien's teeth if need be.

Lucien, unfortunately, did not plan to enlighten Ronan anytime soon. He turned around and left the classroom without giving Ronan so much as a look.

"Wait...!!!"

Ronan shouted after Lucien angrily. The box with the strawberry cheesecake was still sitting on the desk inconspicuously. Ronan grabbed it and rushed out of the classroom to go after Lucien.

If he was not teaching, Lucien spent the majority of his time in his office, which was also his art studio. Three sides of the room were full of finished paintings with tags that contained information about the painting.

There were a few sculptures that lay around the room like silent, cold guardians. The fourth side of the room was a huge window that extended from top to bottom. At noon, the sun's rays came in and bathed the whole room in golden light.

Watched by the many cold clay, marble, and wooden sculptures, two men were intimately pressed against each other at the nearest wall. They gasped for breath like fishes out of the water while their bodies rolled gently together like sea waves hitting the beach.

The atmosphere inside the room quickly became dubious as both men released their pheromones against each other. While the initial goal was to declare sovereignty, the scents ended up evoking completely different reactions from both men.

A strong scent of orange and honey tickled Ronan's nose. He buried his nose in the crook of Lucien's neck and inhaled a lungful of his intoxicating scent. The bitter undertaste was gone. It was sweet. So sweet. Ronan could not help but suck at the side of Lucien's neck.

"You... stop right now," Lucien said, his voice trembling with a mix of unmistakable longing and desire. He told Ronan to stop, but his hands were snaking up Ronan's back, tracing the powerful curves of his body with the tips of his fingers.

Ronan was unable to stop. He pulled Lucien into an intimate embrace and continued sucking at the man's neck.

"Why are you so sweet today? Lucien, your scent is driving me crazy."

Lucien had no answer for that. He was too confused by the strong salty sandalwood scent that invaded his nose.

He did not want to inhale it, but his body craved it.

His self-restraint quickly crumbled like a butter cookie under a hammer and he succumbed to Ronan Silverback's strong pheromones.

And then it hit him like a boulder. His rut! He was having his rut! By the looks of it, Ronan was also experiencing his rut!

The rutting period of two werewolves fell in sync after they mated with each other for the first time and fell out of sync when the couple separated.

Ronan and Lucien had their first time during the Alpha Camp, but then they underwent a seven-year separation. Ronan went on to have sexual intercourse with many other werewolves, so why were their rutting periods still in sync with each other???

Ronan did not try to hold back at all. His hands traveled all around Lucien's body, pinching and kneading any body part he could reach. His touches left burning spots on Lucien's skin, threatening to engulf him alive and burn him into a pile of ash.

"No, let me go... No..."

Lucien's pleas turned into an unbridled moan when Ronan grabbed the twin mounds at his backside and pressed their lower regions together.

"Ah... mmm... ahh..."

Lucien's knees went weak as his body sagged against Ronan's. The latter pulled Lucien up and carried him to the nearest wall. Then he pushed the man against the wall and propped his butt up. Not wanting to fall down, Lucien wrapped his legs around Ronan's waist automatically. He was at the end of his limit. Breathing hard against Ronan's shoulder, Lucien fought to maintain the last bit of sanity in his head.

"Ronan, don't. We should not."

Ronan pressed a wet kiss on Ronan's lips and muttered heatedly, "Your lips say one thing but your body another. Which one is true?"

"My... lips... ahhh...!!!"

Ronan grabbed Lucien's manhood through the fabric and squeezed it.

Lucien's scream was effectively muffled when Ronan's lips closed over his own.