The Alpha Woke Up From A Nice Dream

"Ooooh..."

"Mmmm... So good..."

"Lulu, you are so good with this..."

"Oooohh..."

Ronan's muffled sound was heard coming incessantly from the pillow while his mate kneaded his neck, shoulder, back, and waist expertly. The pressure that he applied was not too much and also not too less. It was just right. 

Through Lucien's hands, the knots in Ronan's body loosened immediately.

At the same time, he began to feel drowsy.

Against his wish, his eyes started to flutter shut.

He was so, so, so tired.

The Alpha soon drifted into the dream world. In his dream, he was swimming in a sea of oranges, bobbing up and down together with the fruits. Above him, the sky was the most beautiful color of blue. The air was permeated with a lavender smell.

The waves brought him and the many oranges to a remote island where Lucien was waiting for him.

Dressed in a simple white shirt and short pants, his mate looked as beautiful as always.