Help! I Became A Guy In A BL Novel!-Chapter 92: Mate...

Ronan’s tongue moved quickly, delivering jolts of pleasure that made Riven twitch. No, Ronan was not going to deny Riven of anything. This time, though it was his rut, it was all about Riven. And what Riven wanted.

The little wolf’s hands were grabbing onto the bed covers, trying to stay grounded, but he could not suppress it anymore. "Nnngh..." A gentle moan escaped his lips as he came into the alpha’s mouth. The salty taste and Riven’s smell made him feel more alive. Not wasting a single drop, he drank it all up.

He did not let Riven’s strawberry go just yet. Having it in his mouth, his fingers reached for Riven’s entrance. It had already been wet and ready for him. But he was not going to enter with his cock just yet. He put a finger in, it was anything but gentle, though.

Riven immediately flinched and instinctively tried to close his legs, but Ronan made sure they were separated, he opposed any efforts of Riven’s to bring his legs closer.

The finger went as deep as it could, pressing all of his sensitive points, making the heat in his body rise to an all time high. He felt delirious. And was only awakened when Ronan put two more of his fingers in... That was three!

His hands, which were clenching the bedsheets, threatened to tear it. He could not bear it anymore. "Ronan..." He whispered. He wanted to shout, but the thought of Soren being outside made him shut up.

"You were supposed to please me..." Riven reiterated that he had to use all his still coherent brain cells to assemble that sentence. His head felt light, and he felt like he was in heaven with the way Ronan was touching him, but it was also that very feeling of not being in control that scared him.

"Ah..." Ronan seemed to realise that he was getting carried away, he was not even going all out, and yet it was already too much for Riven. He backed away slowly, and rather reluctantly. He did not want to stop tasting Riven in his mouth.

The feeling of pleasuring his mate, hearing how he was able to make Riven squirm under his touch... Was that not the most beautiful feeling?

He pulled his fingers and splayed them, the slick forming threads connecting his long fingers. He made sure it was in full view. Riven bit his lip after seeing that display, he felt a little embarrassed, but why should he be? He did this many times!

Riven decided to be bold. One leg was still on Ronan’s shoulders, but the other was free. He lifted that leg and placed his foot firmly on the base of Ronan’s abdomen. He did not push Ronan away with his leg though, he simply wanted to have some fun.

He moved his foot up until he felt Ronan’s Adam’s apple under it. Ronan entertained Riven, he complied, and even if he did not want to, he had to if he wanted Riven’s forgiveness back. freeweɓnøvel.com

"Are you having fun?" The alpha’s voice rumbled. Riven could feel the vibrations from his throat on his feet. He stopped for a second but still continued until it reached Ronan’s chin, tilting it a little up. He was satisfied, very satisfied.

Ronan smirked before capturing that playful leg and giving it the same treatment as the other. With both of Riven’s legs around Ronan’s shoulders, he had full access. He inched closer, so close that their bodies were sealed. No, Ronan did not enter yet, he simply moved close enough that his throbbing cock rubbed against Riven’s entrance.

And Riven’s own member was erect and rubbing against Ronan’s hard abdominal muscles, which brought a unique kind of pleasure to Riven. Riven’s cheeks were a vivid shade of red, his breath coming in soft, uneven pants as he found himself restless.

The solid wall of muscle pressed against him, warm and unyielding, he unknowingly wanted to get closer. He had never admitted his feelings of insecurity until now. He kept it to himself and never let anyone know. He was simply a transmigrator, not Ronan’s mate, but was it that simple?

The helplessness Ronan felt when he lost Riven was how a mate should react, something the Riven in the original story would never experience.

Riven, right now, told himself that he was in fact, Ronan’s mate. Why else would he act this way? He could feel the connection between them... And for the past... He kind of forgave him.

He knew how Ronan was like, he knew from the original story what his struggles were, Did he just hope that the change in Ronan would be instantaneous? Maybe, but that was an impossible task.

He hoped that the moment Ronan laid his eyes on him, Ronan should have been ready to protect him with all his heart. He should have known that Riven was his mate.

But for someone who had a troubled past, with responsibilities, impossible standards, and burdens he placed on himself to not end up like his forefathers, it took him a while to realise things.

One could argue that Ronan did not take too long, but he was hurt, and he was more than willing to slowly punish Ronan for it after taking him back.

Ronan who kept moving forward and backward, stimulating Riven’s entrance with his cock, couldn’t help but dip his head, brushing his nose against Riven’s cheek before capturing his lips in a searing kiss. His hands slipped down to grip Riven’s waist and pulled him closer, leaving no space between their bodies.

If it was possible, he wished that both of their bodies would merge and become inseparable. He wished this moment would last forever. He wished he could turn back time so that he never let Riven go.

Riven’s green eyes, wide and slightly hazy, flicked up to meet Ronan’s icy blue gaze, except they were not icy, they felt very warm.