CHAPTER 239: THREE OF THEM

Ronan’s smirk deepened as he watched Riven’s semen drip onto his chest, the warm liquid pooling against his skin. The air was thick with the scent of their deeds.

Riven’s breath came in heaves, each gasp a mix of pleasure and anticipation. Like it was said before, this was far from over.

With a quick glance at Soren, whose eyes were black pools of danger, Ronan was provoked. He sneered while he presented the liquid on his chest like a trophy, seeing Soren’s gaze sharpen, he knew it was a win.

Acting on instinct, Ronan grasped Riven’s waist, spinning him around.

The sight that greeted him was intoxicating—Riven on his hands and knees, his entrance glistening with slickness, inviting and ready. Ronan’s cock throbbed, aching to fill him, but he relished the moment. The heavy sound of Riven’s breathing mingled with the faint rustling of limbs.

Soren leaned in closer, his thumb sliding into Riven’s mouth, pressing down to feel Riven’s warm tongue swirl around him.

The taste of his own slick filled Riven’s senses, that saltness and familiar smell. Soren’s fingers traced along Riven’s jawline, their wetness leaving a trail of warmth, and Riven couldn’t help but moan around Soren’s thumb.

As Ronan’s hands roamed over Riven’s back, he felt the flexed muscles beneath his fingers, the heat radiating from Riven’s body. He leaned closer, his breath hot against Riven’s ear.

Riven was lost in the sensations, overwhelmed by the two men surrounding him. The weight of their lust pressed down on him, squeezing him between their bodies. He felt alive.

Ronan, unable to hold back any longer, gripped Riven’s hips tightly, his fingers digging into the supple flesh. With a powerful thrust, he entered Riven, filling him completely.

Riven gasped, his body stretching to accommodate Ronan, the sensation of being filled sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. The room filled with the sound of their flesh meeting, a raw, rhythmic slap that echoed off the walls.

Soren, his eyes locked on the scene, guided Riven’s mouth to his erect cock. Riven parted his lips, taking Soren in, the taste of him—musky and delicious. Soren’s hand tangled in Riven’s hair, guiding his movements, setting a pace that matched Ronan’s intense thrusts.

Riven was overwhelmed, his body was taken for a ride on both ends, and the feeling he was experiencing from both ends made him lose his mind.

The taste of Soren, the feel of Ronan pounding into him, and the sounds of their combined passion filled his senses. The room smelled of sex and sweat- it only increased their arousal.

Ronan’s breath came in ragged grunts, his hips moving faster, his grip on Riven tightening. Soren’s breath hitched, his hand tightening in Riven’s hair as he guided him deeper, his hips thrusting to meet Riven’s mouth.

Riven moaned, the vibrations sending shivers through Soren, the sound spurring Ronan on. The three of them moved in sync, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths mingling, their pleasure mounting.

Ronan’s thrusts grew more urgent, the tension in the air palpable as he neared his peak. He could feel the heat coiling deep within him, the primal urge to claim Riven intensifying with each powerful stroke. Riven, sandwiched between Ronan and Soren, lost himself in the ecstasy of the moment, every sensation heightened.

As Ronan drove into Riven, he felt the pressure building and the undeniable need to knot. With one final deep thrust, he pressed against Riven’s entrance, feeling the tightness around him as he began to swell. Riven gasped, a mix of pleasure and surprise coursing through him, the sensation of being filled pushing him over the edge.

Soren, sensing the shift, tightened his grip on Riven’s hair, urging him to take more of him. Riven’s mouth was flooded with Soren’s cock, the taste of pre-cum mingling with his own arousal, making him moan around the length, vibrations echoing through Soren.

With a powerful surge, Ronan knotted Riven, locking them together in place.

Riven felt full, complete, as Ronan’s heat enveloped him. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, punctuated by Riven’s muffled moans and the desperate grunts from Soren.

Ronan held Riven tightly, their bodies moving as one, the knot ensuring they were bound together.

The intensity of their connection amplified every sensation.

Ronan let out a deep, guttural groan as he came, his cock pulsing as he filled Riven completely. The warmth of his release spread through Riven, the sensation of being filled pushing Riven over the edge. Riven’s own orgasm tore through him, his cock throbbing as he came undone, his release spilling onto the bedsheets beneath them.

At the same moment, Soren threw his head back, his body tensing as he came into Riven’s mouth. Riven swallowing around him, the taste of Soren’s release—salty and bitter—filling his senses. Soren’s grip on Riven’s hair tightened, his body shuddering as waves of pleasure coursed through him.

Ronan and Riven remained locked together, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. The knot held them in place, a tangible bond that kept them connected, and it symbolised their mate bond.

Riven, pinned between the two men, felt a sense of completeness, of utter satisfaction. The warmth of Ronan’s body against his back, the taste of Soren lingering in his mouth, and the sight of his own release on the sheets beneath him. This was everything he dreamed of. He was down bad, and it was not new to him.

Soren, slowly coming down from his high, stroked Riven’s cheek, his thumb brushing gently against his skin. He looked into Riven’s eyes, a soft smile playing on his lips. He almost forgot the disgusting mutt attached to his little wolf.

Ronan, still knotted within Riven, pressed a gentle kiss to Riven’s shoulder, his arms wrapping around him, holding him close... Pulling him close and away from Soren.

Oren watched as Ronan held Riven close, a flicker of jealousy igniting within him. He didn’t like how intimate they were, how Riven leaned into Ronan’s touch. But with Riven still knotted, he couldn’t pull him closer. Instead, he moved in, closing the distance between them. And then he...