Lucien's Fever
The outer ring was swollen from their rough mating sessions. The initially expanded hole thus shrunk in size.
"Well, is it not swollen?" Lucien queried.
"Yeah, it is," Ronan confirmed.
He then pushed a finger inside the hole.
Lucien widened his eyes in disbelief. He quickly landed a kick at Ronan, but his foot was caught by the Alpha.
"What are you doing???" Lucien shouted, followed by a hiss of pain.
"Didn't you want me to clean you up? Look, so much is coming out."
"Not here," Lucien thrashed around on the ottoman. "Do it in the bathtub."
Ronan gazed at the pool of semen under Lucien's butt. Fascinating, he thought. Lucien stored a lot of the seed inside his belly.
Impatient, Lucien gave Ronan's chest a gentle kick.
"Are you going or not?"
"Alright, alright. I will do as per Mr. Clearwater's wish."