Omega Ascension System[BL]

Chapter 330: _Won’t Forget In A Hundred Lifetimes

Elian’s POV

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(Warning: More Empire Level Smut)

His legs stiffened mid-air as Lucian pulled his dick out. Only for him to slide in again, this time with so much force that the sound echoed like a thunderclap.

"F–Fuck..." Elian arched, gripping the sheets. "You... Do you want to slow down?"

Lucian grinned. "Do you REALLY want me to slow down, love?" His palms brushed down his legs. "I will if you—"

"N–No," Elian shook his head too quickly, raising a hand to Lucian’s face. He cupped his cheek, smiling through the sensations pooling in him. "D–Don’t listen to a word I say. Just fuck me."

Listening to his plea, Lucian drove deeper into him again. As he did, his left hand curled around Elian’s dick, thumb pushing gently against his shaft. Then that thumb moved, resting between his balls.

With every rub between his balls, Lucian bucked his hips, slamming into Elian vigorously. His eyes were half lidded, his mouth parted mindlessly.

Meanwhile, Elian managed to stretch his neck in search of a party that hadn’t done anything yet.

Kyren.

The Rogue king stood a few paces behind Lucian as he claimed Elian on the bed, almost completely still—except for his fingers wrapped around his monstrous cock.

He didn’t hide his voyeurism, his features shifting with arousal as he watched Lucian and Elian.

Soon, the latter couldn’t even stare at Kyren too long. His figure became blurred as sweat dripped into Elian’s eyes, blocking his vision.

"Oh, fuck!" Lucian groaned, straightening his posture. His length stretched high in Elian’s hole, hitting a spot that made the omega whimper. "F–Fuck, it’s like your hole was made just for me."

As expected, Kyren made a guttural sound that shook the room. "Let’s not get too cocky, cousin..."

Something about being between two Alpha-class wolves felt terrifying and exhilarating all at once.

After what felt like years, Lucian finally pulled out—but not because he’d climaxed. He had barely begun. "On your knees." He commanded with a rasp.

Elian followed without question, sitting up while Lucian stepped down the bed’s edge. Swallowing, Elian shifted, crawling deeper into the bed on his knees.

"Turn around." Lucian gestured.

The latter did that as well, head resting between pillows and ass arched for his mates’ viewing pleasure.

He didn’t know what to expect but waited, the silence making him shudder with anxiety.

In no time, the bed creaked as someone crept onto it. Elian bit his bottom lip, bracing himself for anything and everything.

However, what he was met with instead was a body inching underneath him. Warm. Bare. Brushing past his dick as he placed himself in an angle that made their faces touch.

Elian flinched at the sight of those crimson orbs staring back at him. "K–Kyren—"

The Rogue king’s finger slid up his mouth, hushing him.

Okay... NOW Elian was anxious.

What could these two be plotting?

Kyren adjusted himself, helping Elian sit on his stomach. His cock curved on his back, throbbing and ready to absolutely wreck him. Then his hands found either side of his ass, roaming suggestively.

Another creak settled on the bed. Heavy. And moving toward them.

"I want you to do one thing, little flame." Kyren lulled, grabbing Elian’s chin and ensuring he maintained eye contact. "Ease up your muscles... Take a deep breath... Relax."

Elian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Math wasn’t his strongest suit—but he was certain that was’nt one—

He didn’t have the chance to finish as Lucian placed both hands on his shoulders before slamming into him without a heads-up.

Elian doubled over, falling on Kyren’s face. "G–Gods above! L–Lucian..."

Another violent slam broke what was left of his voice and dignity. Elian yelped, clinging hard to Kyren while Lucian trailed a palm gently down his back.

Numbing pain shot through his legs and thighs. He shook, biting back the scream in his throat.

Suddenly, Kyren smacked his ass, making him jolt from the odd mix of ecstasy and pain.

"Such a good boy," he drawled, voice dripping with desire so thick it should be sin. "Now open wider... And don’t forget to relax."

Before he could register those words, Kyren’s fingers dropped to his hole. Rubbing carefully while Lucian stretched the walls further with every movement of his length.

What happened next was something Elian won’t forget in a hundred lifetimes.

The head of Kyren’s dick pressed against the bottom of Elian’s opening. Then slowly, he squeezed himself in, ignoring Lucian’s length.

"Goodness..." Elian moaned, pleasure and pain melting into one feeling that made him want to float. "It’s... I can’t—"

"You can," Kyren assured him, cheeks flustered. "You’re already doing it. Just relax and don’t overthink it."

At an easy pace, Elian raised himself off Kyren’s body, fingers splayed across his chest. He glanced back, eyes raking over Lucian’s broad chest.

Shutting his eyes, he let his shoulders relax. Kyren and Lucian took that as a signal, their dicks moving in unison. Each movement drove deep. Each touch and kiss on his neck made unholy sounds bleed past his lips.

When Kyren wrapped his fingers around his dick, he knew he was done for.

Every pulse of pleasure felt like he was being undone and remoulded over and over again. He flung his head back, pressing his back on Lucian’s warmth.

Lucian’s arms wrapped around him, fingers flicking his nipples as he steadied his pace. "Fuck, Elian."

They went on for—hell knows how long. Even time felt like a fleeting concept as heat, slick, pre cum and grunts filled the dimly lit room.

"F–Fuck!" Lucian cursed. "I’m... I’m close..."

Elian nodded. "Me too—argh!"

No sooner had they spouted that than Lucian slipped out. He bit on Elian’s neck, moaning and shuddering as his hot come hit the latter’s back.

Elian fell forward too, coming undone when Kyren’s strokes reached their peak. "Gods... Fuck!" His seed exploded yet again, splattering on the headboard and across Kyren’s amused face.

The Alpha king didn’t stop shaking for several seconds, keeping his face buried on Elian’s neck. As for Elian—he was completely lightheaded, wholly sore.

Kyren only adjusted himself, fingers digging into Elian’s ass. "Help this Rogue King come," he mumbled, eyes widened with predatory delight. "Don’t hold back any sounds."

The Omega obeyed, breaths coming in huffs as he rested his back against Lucian’s body.

Lucian planted a soft kiss on his neck, palms dropping to his waist. "You’re doing amazing."

More minutes bled, clapping sounds and sloppy wet kisses echoing on the walls.

When he allowed it, Kyren’s pupils dilated, every vein on his neck bulging. "Fuck—little flame..." He didn’t pull out, his thighs clenching hard on Elian’s body as his come shot into him.

Elian vibrated, crying out from the odd sensation in there. But Kyren didn’t let go until he’d emptied every drop of his seed in him.

Silence.

No more sounds were made between them—only their strained breaths and heartbeats banging like distorted war drums.

Once he gathered himself, however, Elian laughed. "That... I can’t believe you two..." He got the urge to touch his hole but stopped right when he was about to reach there. "... I feel like I’ve been run through by two sky crafts. Two very lengthy and girthy sky crafts."

Unexpectedly, Lucian helped him off Kyren’s body, placing him on the bed beside him. Then the Alpha king rolled to Elian’s left side, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

"You liked it though, didn’t you?" He asked, giving Elian a sly side eye. But when his gaze moved to Kyren, his cheeks reddened with embarrassment. "Nevermind. You’re right. Gods, what was I thinking?"

Elian gasped. "So you agree that I’m ran through?"

"What?" Lucian’s jaw fell. "N–No! That’s a terrible term to use on yourself. I–I’m talking about me... Sharing you with my—"

"Save it for the morning, cousin," Kyren stretched a hand, ruffling Lucian’s hair. "Or later at night... If we decide to continue this."

He grinned despite Lucian’s heightening post-nut spiral. His fingers shoved Elian’s head unhurriedly, making him rest it on his chest.

As Elian lay there between both men... He felt an unexplainable warmth spread in his stomach. A smile curved his lips so wide it hurt.

[Ahem! Now that your horny self is momentarily out of the way—ready to see your mission reward and stats?]

Elian’s smirk only widened. ’Hit me.’