Chapter 290: All Night
"Tonight," Ronan whispered against Riven's ear, his voice low and sultry, "I want to take full advantage of every second. You're mine." His grip tightened, sending jolts of pleasure cascading through Riven, who could only nod in response, lost in the bliss of it all.
Ronan's other hand wandered to Riven's hip and then his back, fingers digging in as he guided him to his peak, encouraging Riven to rock against his palm. The friction between them and the sound of water rippling around them made Riven feel like he was in heaven, if he could, he wanted to go on forever.
As Ronan's strokes grew more deliberate, Riven's breath quickened, his body responding eagerly to each movement. He could feel the tension building inside him, a delicious pressure that threatened to spill over.
"Ronan…" Riven gasped, his eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure mounted. Ronan captured his lips again, swallowing Riven's moans as he quickened his pace, determination to make Riven cum.
"Let go," Ronan urged between kisses, his voice a heated whisper. He could feel Riven tensing up in his arms, he wanted his mate to relax.
Riven's body tensed and released in waves of pleasure as he came undone in Ronan's grasp, his breath ragged, chest heaving. He watched, slightly embarrassed, as his release mixed with the bathwater, but Ronan seemed unfazed, a hungry smile playing on his lips.
"This is only the beginning of the night, isn't it?" Riven asked, his voice breathy and sated.
Ronan nodded, his eyes dark with desire. "That's right. You're not getting any sleep tonight."
Riven exhaled a laugh, feeling boneless and relaxed. He knew what was coming next and was ready for it. Ronan leaned back, giving Riven the lead, his cock hard and ready. Riven carefully shifted, positioning himself above Ronan, feeling the tip press against his entrance. The water sloshed around them as Riven moved.
Riven began to lower himself slowly, too slowly, teasing Ronan with every incremental movement. Ronan's jaw clenched, his patience wearing thin. "You need to go a little faster, sweetheart," he growled, "otherwise I don't think I can stop myself from pushing you down."
Riven's ears perked up after realising he unintentionally teased Ronan. And he must admit, Ronan sounded so hot right now!
Riven grinned, enjoying the power he held over Ronan. He slid down a bit more, the sensation of Ronan filling him sending shivers of pleasure through his body. The water rippled with each deliberate movement, amplifying the intensity.
Ronan's hands gripped Riven's hips, urging him to move faster. "Riven," he warned, his voice strained with need.
With a playful smirk, Riven finally gave in, sinking down fully onto Ronan's cock. Both of them gasped at the sensation, the connection deep and overwhelming. Riven began to move, rising and falling in a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure crashing through them both.
Ronan watched with a predatory smile as Riven took the lead, but he wasn't about to let him have all the control. With a measured slowness, he began to move his hips, his thrusts becoming deeper, more powerful. The water splashed over the sides of the bathtub, but neither of them cared, lost in a world of pleasure that consumed them completely.
As Ronan dug deeper into Riven, the sensation felt more intense. The weight of Riven's own body pressing him down into the warm water as Ronan thrust made it feel incredible.
Riven could only utter Ronan's name, a breathy gasp that escaped his lips as he surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure.
"Ronan…" It was the only thought that formed in his mind, the only word he could utter as Ronan found all the right spots, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy coursing through him. The bathtub felt like it was closing in on them, the heat and steam wrapping around their bodies feeling like a warm blanket.
Riven's head fell back, eyes fluttering shut as he lost himself in the rhythm, the powerful thrusts igniting fire within him. Ronan was a force, moving with both strength and precision, every stroke hitting just right, sending jolts of pleasure racing through Riven's body.
"God, you feel incredible," Ronan growled, his voice deep and husky, further fueling Riven's desire. Riven could feel the tension building within him, spiralling higher with each thrust, his body responding eagerly to Ronan's relentless pace.
"Hnngh-" Riven moaned. But this was not enough for him, he wanted more.
"More," Riven gasped, clenching around Ronan as he lifted and fell, desperate for that connection, that sweet release. Ronan responded with a growl, his thrusts becoming even more forceful, the sound of skin meeting skin echoing off the bathroom walls. He felt Riven tighten.
Riven leaned in, hunger driving him as he sought Ronan's lips, chasing the connection that felt electric between them. Each time their mouths met, the kiss ignited a fire within him, but Ronan's powerful thrusts caused their kisses to break, leaving Riven breathless and desperate for more.
"Ronan…" He gasped, a plea wrapped in desire, as he pressed forward, refusing to let the moment slip away. Their lips collided again, the taste of each other mingling with the steam and warmth of the bathwater, a mix of lust and love.
Ronan's rhythm didn't falter, he continued to thrust deep, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through Riven, but Riven was relentless. He craved those kisses, and he kept going for more.
Riven's fingers dug into Ronan's shoulders as the Alpha quickened the pace, the intensity of their connection driving him wild.
"Ronan…" Riven gasped, struggling to keep up with the new rhythm, the force of Ronan's thrusts sending him spiralling into pleasure. "So deep…" He muttered, the weight of each powerful stroke hitting him right where he needed it.
Ronan's breath was ragged, every thrust filled with urgency and intent. "You're so tight," he growled, his voice strained with pleasure, and Riven could feel the heat pooling in his belly, building to an exquisite climax.
With each thrust, Ronan drove deeper, hitting spots that left Riven seeing stars.