Omega Ascension System[BL]-Chapter 284: _Descriptions Of A Ruined Omega

(Warning: Empire Level spice ahead.)

Elian’s POV

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The kiss with Lucian was every shade needy and claiming. A low growl left the Alpha Prince’s throat, his palm trailing circles on Elian’s chest.

Meanwhile, Kyren swam, placing himself in front of Elian. Cupping his dick in his palm, he stroked him gently. Elian’s tip leaked with pre cum faster than the waters could wash it away—so the movement wasn’t uncomfortable.

It was electric.

"Mmph..." Elian’s moan echoed through the cave, limbs trembling. Kyren didn’t stop, moving his fingers almost reverently from his shaft, to his tip and down again.

"There’s no one here, little flame." Came Kyren’s tempting whisper. "Let these walls drip with your moans. Don’t hold back an ounce of pleasure."

When the Rogue king’s grip tightened around Elian’s dick, he couldn’t hold back even if he tried.

"Argh... Fuck!" His back arched against the pool’s edge, arms finding Lucian’s body for stability. He let out a shuddering breath, finally pulling out of the Alpha Prince’s kiss.

His eyes trailed to Kyren, lips already aching with lust. The Rogue king didn’t hesitate, lunging at him while his hand still cupped his length. A rough gasp left Elian when his back hit the pool’s edge.

Their bodies pressed against each other, Kyren’s right knee kneading gently on Elian’s dick. The friction made his length pulse with arousal, pre cum dripping out in strings.

Lucian moved.

Elian barely kept track of him, his vision blurry with sweat, water and feelings he couldn’t even fathom.

[Descriptions of a ruined Omega.]

Kyren’s grip on his length finally loosened, fingers leaving phantom strokes before he let go. And when he did... An odd warmth took over, making Elian’s eyes shut wide open.

He tried looking under the pool but Kyren’s sudden grip on his jaw made him freeze.

"Still." The Rogue King murmured, fangs bared in a wolfish grin. "Don’t fret." His mouth drew close, breath ghosting over Elian’s neck like a brand from sin. Then—he bit.

"Fuck!" Elian yelped, wincing between Kyren’s hulking form and the pool’s edge behind him.

However, a smooth, warm back-and-forth movement around his dick made him shiver.

Lucian.

The Alpha Prince had managed to find an opening between his body and Kyren’s, wrapping his mouth around his length and giving him what he could only describe as the best blowjob ever.

[Damnit! I should’ve added "get underwater head" as a special mission.]

Elian’s hands found Kyren’s broad shoulders, gripping them tightly. The Rogue king’s bite had sent a piercing pain through him at first. But now?

"K–Kyren..." Words failed him, the name slipping out like a man starved. "Don’t... Don’t stop. Gods—argh!" Kyren bit even deeper, nibbling the spot on his neck with delicate precision.

He was bleeding. He could feel the warmth of his own blood. But it was negligible, a perfect blend between pain and pleasure.

Soon, Lucian came up for air, black hair shrouding his face like a veil made of silk. His lips curled slightly when his gaze collided with Elian’s—a possessive light glinting in his eyes when they settled on Kyren’s body.

The eye contact lasted a few seconds before Lucian plunged into the waters again. This time, his lips wrapped around his tip first, taking in his length like he wanted to savour every inch.

At this point, Elian felt like he was losing his mind.

These two men moved like they’d been doing this for ages. They knew the right places to touch. The right balance between pleasure and pain. Did what they did without interfering with each other.

It was sublime.

"Ugh..." Elian’s fingers dug into Kyren’s skin. "I’m... I think I’m—"

Kyren’s lips left his neck, tongue licking off any traces of red. Lucian came out from the water as well, brushing aside stray strands of hair shielding his face.

[Ooops. Talk about cum block.]

"You aren’t coming." Kyren shook his head. "Not yet, at least." Then he grabbed his waist with both hands, pulling him against his body.

With a fluid movement, the Rogue King placed Elian on the pool’s edge. His ass hit the marble with a sound that cracked through the cave, dick still throbbing like a flag of allegiance.

Parting his legs, Kyren moved, white hair soaked as he pushed himself off the waters. He stood on the pool’s edge, tall and beautiful. Elian swallowed hard when Kyren’s dick slapped his cheek, dangling in front of him like a prize.

He didn’t need to be told what to do.

Closing his eyes, he wrapped his right hand around Kyren’s length, taking it all in one gulp. His other hand gripped Kyren’s waist, head moving back and forth.

Kyren grunted softly, fingers grabbing the back of Elian’s head. His dick tasted of chlorine from the water and heat, a contrast that made his mouth drip.

Lucian—still in the pool—parted Elian’s thighs wider. He gripped his shaft, tongue dancing circles around his tip. Then he took him in, saliva dripping down to his balls.

Tears stung Elian’s eyes. Not from pain, but from how big Kyren was in his mouth. And then the jolts of pleasure he got from the royal head Lucian gave him.

[Goddess, there should be a setting to look away.]

Elian’s jaw tightened around Kyren’s length, fingers twitching. He gagged, pulling back briefly until the Rogue king guided him right back.

[Oxygen? Pfft... He doesn’t need it.]

A buildup of sensations hit him between his legs again. He was close—too close.

He wanted to alert Lucian... But he also didn’t want him to stop. So he moaned, a strained, almost pitiful sound that reverberated through Kyren’s length.

"That’s right..." Kyren brushed his hair. "Get in there nice and wet."

Elian’s legs twitched restlessly. His toes curled, muscle flexing under the sensations swarming his body.

He—

"Ahhh!" He came undone, pulling Kyren’s length out of his mouth as his body trembled. Burying his face in the Rogue king’s musky bush, he groaned, closing his eyes.

Lucian chuckled, licking off his seed with deliberate slowness. "Now that was a load to remember."

The waters rippled as Lucian pushed off it, hands gripping Elian’s thighs. Placing himself between his face and Kyren’s cock, the Alpha Prince’s lips smacked his in a needy kiss.

Elian tasted himself—salt, water and sin seeping into his tongue in nerve-wracking contrast.

He let himself get lost in the kiss, shoulders relaxing. He was safe. In the presence of two men who would topple kingdoms for him.

This feeling was—

"Alright," Lucian pulled out abruptly, voice soft. "Keep those pretty legs open, sweet buns." His fingers traced his chest, moving past his balls and finding his hole. "We’re just warming up."