The hatred Ren had nursed like a dying ember was being smothered by the sheer dominance of his Alpha. It was a betrayal of the highest order, but as Cilian's thumb pressed into his hip, bruising the skin, Ren only wanted more.
He wanted to be consumed.
He wanted to drown.
Cilian pulled back, almost pulling his cock entirely out, and watching Ren's face intently to see his expression, before slamming back in with a force that made Ren's vision swim with the stars.
"You're so loud for me tonight, Darling," Cilian rasped, his face inches from Ren's, his gold-brown eyes burning with a terrifying, triumphant light. He looked absolutely possessed, his teeth bared in a grin that was more cunning than the last. "Do you hear yourself? You're screaming for the man who ruined you. Is this how much you love me?"
"Shut… up…" Ren choked out, but the words were immediately lost to a high, keening wail as Cilian began to pound into him with a renewed, desperate speed.
