Li Yan’s body was stiff as he slowly moved closer to Lu Lianning. Just as he reached the edge of the bed, Lu Lianning suddenly yanked him up.
With a grip on Li Yan’s arm, Lu Lianning pulled him beneath him. His hand slipped under the loose hem of Li Yan’s pajamas, sliding from his waist up to his chest. He buried his face in the crook of Li Yan’s neck, inhaling deeply. The scent he had left on him during their last encounter had almost entirely faded.
This realization irritated him. He tugged down Li Yan’s pajama pants and reached between his legs. Li Yan instinctively tried to close his thighs but stopped himself, even spreading them wider to make it easier for Lu Lianning.
Perhaps because he had just returned from a half-month business trip, Lu Lianning clearly lacked the patience for proper preparation. He thrust two fingers into Li Yan’s entrance, disregarding the resistance and dryness.
Fortunately, Li Yan’s body had long since adapted to sex with Lu Lianning. After a few movements, his entrance began to respond, producing some lubrication.
Lu Lianning slowly withdrew his fingers and positioned his swollen member at Li Yan’s entrance. His size, though, was far greater than his fingers. As the tip pushed in, Li Yan groaned, muffling his pain as sweat formed on his brows.
Lu Lianning lifted Li Yan’s legs, slapping his buttocks. “Relax. You’re too tight—I can barely get in.”
Li Yan tried hard to relax his body, knowing from experience not to resist Lu Lianning in bed. He had learned to follow Lu Lianning’s every command.
Slowly but forcefully, Lu Lianning pressed in, filling him completely with his thick, swollen shaft until he was buried to the base.
Without giving Li Yan time to adjust, he began thrusting. The pain was intense, and Li Yan couldn’t help but push against Lu Lianning’s abdomen, whispering, “It hurts…”
Noticing Li Yan’s discomfort, Lu Lianning eased his movements slightly, brushing away the sweat from Li Yan’s forehead. “I let you rest for half a month. I’m going easy now, but you’ll be crying and begging me later tonight.” The slow, deliberate friction against Li Yan’s sensitive spot proved even more torturous than rapid, rough thrusts.
After Lu Lianning climaxed once, he repositioned Li Yan, entering him from behind.
Li Yan’s hips were raised high while his torso slumped against the bed. His sweat-slicked skin, darker than Lu Lianning’s, glistened under the light. Marks from Lu Lianning’s tight grip marred his waist, and his entrance, once dark red, was now raw and bright red, greedily swallowing Lu Lianning’s swollen, crimson member. The sound of his balls slapping against Li Yan’s buttocks filled the room.
Li Yan wasn’t the type to moan in bed—he didn’t used to be. Even after years of encounters like this, only quiet groans escaped his lips.
From behind, Lu Lianning penetrated deeply, striking Li Yan’s sensitive spot with every movement. Li Yan had already climaxed twice, and his member stiffened again, leaving obscene stains on the bedsheet.
Lu Lianning’s pace quickened, and Li Yan gripped the sheets tightly, his head pressing into the pillow as each thrust sent him forward. He could feel Lu Lianning’s cock swelling, a sign that he was close to finishing.
“Ugh… slow… slow down…” Li Yan’s shaft arched upward, overwhelmed by the repeated hits on his sensitive spot. His knees buckled beneath him.
Just as Li Yan neared another climax, Lu Lianning leaned down and bit into the back of his neck. The pain snapped him out of his release, his previously insensitive glands now flooded with Alpha pheromones. Simultaneously, Lu Lianning spilled inside him.
“Ah…” The sensation of being enveloped in a high-tier Alpha’s pheromones was terrifying, no matter how many times it happened.
Ignoring Li Yan’s cries, Lu Lianning continued injecting his pheromones until he was satisfied. Finally releasing his grip, he glanced at the nape of Li Yan’s neck, where blood beaded on the surface. Then he licked it clean.
He flipped Li Yan over. Li Yan was still uncomfortable from the surge of pheromones. Lu Lianning lifted his legs, resting them on his waist, and his cock, which had just ejaculated without being withdrawn, began to swell again.
Only then did Li Yan regain some awareness. Lu Lianning was lying on his chest, sucking and nibbling at his nipples. If he bit too hard, Li Yan would cry out. The marking had lifted the Alpha’s mood, and as he resumed thrusting, he asked, “You must have enjoyed yourself while I was away on my business trip, didn’t you?”
Li Yan struggled to respond, panting heavily. “N-no…”
His face was damp, though it was unclear whether from tears or sweat.
“Liar. The butler told me you were never home, running around all day,” Lu Lianning said as he thrust deep, which made Li Yan moan uncontrollably.
Li Yan’s legs, wrapped around Lu Lianning’s waist, began to slide down weakly.
Even after Li Yan had nothing left to ejaculate, Lu Lianning still wasn’t satisfied. It was as if his appetite had only just been whetted, and now he wanted to savor it.
“Lu Lianning… Lu Lianning,” Li Yan’s voice trembled, laced with tears.
This was his way of begging for mercy. Li Yan wasn’t good at pleading, so when pushed to his limit in bed, he would call Lu Lianning’s name. Fortunately, Lu Lianning always fell for it.
Lifting Li Yan, Lu Lianning supported his hips, increasing his pace but still saying, “Already whimpering? I have to finish this time, don’t I?”
But this time dragged on far longer. By the end, Li Yan was barely conscious. The last thing he remembered was Lu Lianning lifting him and placing him into warm water.
The next day, Li Yan didn’t wake until after eleven in the morning. By then, Lu Lianning had already left the house. He was busy, having taken over the Lu family just two years ago. It was rumored that some power had yet to be fully handed over by Lu Anling.
Feeling sore, Li Yan ate lunch alone at the long table, with the butler serving the dishes.
After lunch, despite his body still not fully recovered, he decided to go out. He couldn’t stand staying in the house, especially now that Lu Lianning had returned.
With spring giving way to summer, the afternoon sun felt as intense as midsummer. At the intersection of the pedestrian street in the western part of the city, Li Yan spotted Lao Yue1Lao prefix meaning “old.”.
Lao Yue sat cross-legged under a tree, wearing two ragged pieces of clothing Li Yan had never seen before, each with at least three large patches of different colored fabric. The bowl in front of him now had two cracks instead of one, but still held a decent amount of money.
Lao Yue sat with his eyes closed, his dirty walking stick resting against his shoulder as he leaned back against the large tree.
Li Yan approached slowly, crouching beside him. He reached toward the bowl, but as soon as his fingers touched the coins at the bottom, Lao Yue’s stick came down hard on the back of his hand.
“Hiss… Weren’t your eyes closed?” Li Yan rubbed his hand where he’d been struck.
Lao Yue shot Li Yan a sharp glance, his voice gruff. “You little brat, trying to sneak off with my money?” His graying beard trembled as he spoke, and he even raised his stick, threatening to strike Li Yan again.
Li Yan quickly dodged, frowning. “How can you be so shameless? Isn’t some of that money supposed to be mine?”
“Your money? You spent it all on beef ramen.” Lao Yue quickly pulled the bowl he used for begging closer to himself.
“No way. I only had two bowls of beef noodles. Don’t you remember last month, when I helped you pretend to be sick under the overpass and claimed you had no money for treatment? I was the one begging for life-saving money, and you promised me half.”
Lao Yue pretended to be deaf-mute, ignoring him.
Li Yan brought it up again, “And what about before that? When you faked an injury and had me collect medical expenses? Didn’t we agree on a 70-30 split?”
“Fine, fine, take it, you money-grubber!” Lao Yue, realizing Li Yan was serious about settling accounts, quickly tossed a few coins at him.
Some coins rolled away, nearly falling into the cracks of a nearby sewer. Li Yan hurried over and picked them up one by one, blowing the dust off each.
The sun beat down, and Li Yan glanced around, finally spotting a convenience store amidst the row of milk tea shops on the commercial street. He initially picked up a bottle of mineral water for four yuan but, after some thought, swapped it for two bottles at two yuan each.
Returning to the street corner, he noticed Lao Yue was no longer under the tree. Looking around, he spotted a crowd gathering in the middle of the street. Li Yan suspected Lao Yue had started another act.
As he approached the scene, he caught sight of Lao Yue’s cane, which looked like a wrapped oar through the gaps in the crowd.
Without catching his breath, Li Yan hurriedly squeezed through. Without even looking at the vehicle involved, he threw himself down next to the groaning Lao Yue and cried out loudly, “Dad!” three times.
