CHAPTER 58: _SUCK MY DICK

Elian’s POV

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Lucian’s kiss wasn’t gentle. It never was.

It was a claim, sharp, possessive and like he was trying to steal something from Elian that wasn’t his to take. The Alpha Prince’s grip kept him caged against the wall, one hand tangled in his hair, the other still cupping him like he owned every reaction tearing through his body.

And Elian hated how his body didn’t seem to mind.

[Breaking news: Your hate speech has been officially overruled by your dick.]

’Shut up,’ Elian snapped inwardly, though the system’s smug little voice was already lounging somewhere in his skull, probably eating imaginary popcorn.

Lucian deepened the kiss, his teeth catching Elian’s bottom lip in a way that made the latter flinch from pain and desire. Lucian’s musky scent filled Elian’s senses, sinking under his skin like a curse.

He should’ve shoved him away. Should’ve reminded him of every reason he hated this.

Instead, his hands betrayed him, curling into the fabric of Lucian’s shirt, pulling just enough to make space between them for air he wasn’t even sure he wanted.

"Still think you hate me?" Lucian murmured, his voice low enough to rumble in Elian’s bones.

"Yes," Elian said without hesitation. His lips tingled, his pulse was a wild drumbeat in his ears, but his eyes didn’t waver. "I... I hate you."

Lucian’s smirk was sly. "Good. Then you’ll fight me for every second of this."

[Translation: He’s kinked enough to enjoy you resisting. Just saying.]

Lucian didn’t give him time to answer. He pressed forward again, their mouths clashing, and this time Elian pushed back, not to escape, but because he refused to just take it.

The kiss turned into something sharp-edged and breathless, a back-and-forth that was equal parts challenge and surrender.

When Lucian finally pulled back, there was a faint flush across his cheekbones, his silver eyes molten. "You think I’m going to let you keep playing both sides?"

Elian arched an eyebrow, even as his chest rose and fell too fast. "You think you get to decide what sides I play?"

That earned him a low growl. In the next instant, Lucian was lifting him effortlessly until Elian’s feet left the floor and his back hit the bed instead of the wall.

[Uh-oh. Elevation achieved. We are now entering ’things might escalate’ altitude.]

Lucian’s shadow fell over him, the heat between them nearly tangible. "You talk too much," he muttered, bracing one knee on the mattress beside Elian’s hip.

"And you—" Elian’s retort died when Lucian’s fingers slid under his shirt, dragging it upward. The brush of skin-on-skin was enough to send a shiver arching down his spine.

Lucian’s hand lingered over his ribs, thumb grazing a sensitive spot that had no business making his breath hitch.

[REMINDER: Your thirty-minute heat timer is now at twenty. You’re welcome.]

Elian’s eyes flicked away, but Lucian caught his chin, forcing him to look up. "Something you want to tell me, Elian?"

He didn’t answer, and that was all the confirmation Lucian seemed to need.

"You’re warm," the Alpha Prince observed, his voice dipping to something almost predatory. "And your scent..." His eyes half-lidded as he inhaled near Elian’s throat. "You’re close."

"Close to telling you to get off me," Elian shot back, though the slight tremor in his voice ruined the effect.

Lucian chuckled with dark satisfaction. "Lie to yourself all you want, Omega. But your body’s already made up its mind."

The words sent heat crawling up Elian’s neck, down his chest, and pooling low where he absolutely did not want it.

[Host’s current situation: One emotionally constipated Alpha Prince about to devour you. And one Omega who really needs to stop pretending he’s not into it.]

Lucian leaned in again, lips brushing his ear lobe. "I should make you beg."

Elian scoffed, though it came out shakier than intended. "You’d be waiting a long time."

"We’ll see." Lucian’s fingers curled into the waistband of his pants with a steady pressure that made Elian’s pulse trip over itself. "Because I don’t plan on letting you leave this bed until you do."

The room felt smaller, the air thicker. Elian could almost hear the sand running out of his heat timer with every heartbeat. And maybe some small, reckless part of him didn’t want to stop this.

But he wasn’t going to hand Lucian that kind of victory without a fight.

He grabbed the front of Lucian’s shirt, yanking him down until their noses brushed. "If you want me to beg," he said, voice low, "you’ll have to work for it."

The look in Lucian’s eyes was pure hungry and absolutely certain of the outcome.

[Prediction: you’re about to find out exactly how stubborn he is. Place your bets.]

Lucian’s mouth crashed onto his again, stealing the last of his composure, and Elian stopped thinking altogether.

Clothes which were still on for some reason began falling off until they were both completely naked, with Lucian helping him take off his shirt before bringing his lips to Elian’s nipples.

When the Alpha Prince caught one nipple in between his teeth, Elian gasped, arching with need and pushing closer to him.

Their bodies collided in a rhythm that made Elian’s head spin. Each kiss, each touch, each scrap of the Alpha Prince’s teeth made him feel like he was walking to the edge.

Until...

"I just had a brilliant idea..." Lucian remarked, catching Elian’s jaw in a vice-like grip and stopping him from kissing him any further.

Elian frowned as Lucian slowly rested his back on the bed, brushing strands of his black hair aside and then spreading his legs apart.

Then, the Alpha Prince said a sentence that Elian absolutely didn’t see coming.

"Suck my dick."

Elian blinked, his gaze landing on the throbbing dick with veins that seemed thicker than his fingers.

[That’s a gross exaggeration...]

’But look at the size of that thing.’ Elian rasped mentally, swallowing hard as he muttered. "What?..."

Lucian smirked. "I mean, I helped you get off earlier by going down on you. So come do the same."

Elian stared only briefly at his face before his eyes trailed his body and landed on the schlong between his legs. With a heavy sigh, he crawled to the Alpha Prince and positioned his face in front of his dick.

Seeing Lucian’s smug expression almost made him want to bite the rod. But Elian wouldn’t lie... he felt like taking that dick deep into his throat until he imprinted every inch in his mind.

[Well, damn. Someone’s extra freaked out... probably because of the looming heat onset.]

Without warning, Elian took Lucian’s length in one go.