Chapter 345: _Tonight’s Decision, Tomorrow’s Consequences

(Warning: Even more empire-burning smut!)

Elian’s POV

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It burned.

Every cell. Every nerve ending. Every muscle he struggled to keep control of—all of it burned like he was set ablaze.

His forehead trickled with so much sweat it blurred his vision. His mouth ached from how impossibly stretched it was getting as Lucian buried himself deeper into it.

And gods, his hole.

Sensations he’s never experienced before exploded down there as Kyren slammed into him with renewed force.

Elian cried, falling face first on the pillow. Lucian hovered over him, his throbbing cock basically beckoning he continued sucking it. But he could barely think as he moaned into the pillow.

"H–Harder." He didn’t know when the word slipped out. "F–Fuck. Harder, Kyren."

He felt the Rogue king’s claws dig into his hips. He jerked from the sting until it slowly mixed with the pleasure.

"Beg me." Kyren’s tone was absolute. "Show me how much you want it. How much you crave getting filled with my seed."

Elian didn’t even waste a second. "Please," he rasped. "Fuck, please, Kyren. I want you to fuck me hard—argh!"

His breath was cut off when Kyren suddenly pulled out... only to ram into him so hard he nearly collapsed. Elian gripped the sheets, screaming out in nothing but pure bliss.

He could feel the way his anal walls clenched around every inch of the Rogue king. He could feel his arousal rising with each thrust.

And shit, he wanted more.

"L–Lucian." Elian could hardly push out words as Kyren kept fucking him. "I want you inside me too."

He lifted his head enough to look the Alpha King in the eyes. Those silver orbs stared back at him with hesitation.

"We’d hurt you, Elian."

"You won’t." Elian managed to raise a hand, wrapping it around his cock. Lucian grunted, his body spasming as he drawled. "You know you want to. You know you want to fill me up too."

Those were words he was probably going to regret in the morning. But his heat was so intense that he didn’t even feel an iota of shame.

Lucian’s gaze shifted to Kyren.

They probably had some kind of silent agreement as Kyren came to a halt. His grip on Elian’s waist tightened while he helped him lift himself off the bed.

"You’re sure you want this?" Kyren whispered into his neck, his fingers tracing lines over his jaw. "If it’s just the heat—"

"It’s more than that," Elian spun his neck around enough to plant a kiss on his lips. "Trust me. I can take this."

Gradually, Lucian fell to his knees. He then helped Elian spread out his legs until the omega was sitting on top of his stomach.

The Alpha king’s length pulsed, twitching against Elian’s ass crack.

"Breathe." Lucian placed a hand on Elian’s chest, grounding him as he used the other to guide himself to the slick opening.

Sure enough—while Kyren was still inside him—Lucian’s head pressed the edges around his entrance. Elian took a deep breath and let himself relax, allowing Lucian to push further.

It hurt at first.

A sharp, burning stretch that stole the air from his lungs as Lucian’s thick length slowly forced its way in alongside Kyren.

Elian whimpered, fingers digging into Lucian’s shoulders. His body trembled from the overwhelming fullness. Tears slipped down his cheeks, but he didn’t pull away.

He wanted this—needed them both so deeply it ached in his soul.

"Easy, my love," Lucian murmured, voice low and soothing. He paused, pressing gentle kisses along Elian’s collarbone. "We’ve got you. Just breathe through it."

[ALERT: Emotional overload detected.] The system chimed.

[Unclench those muscles and focus on breathing, fruitcake. We’re almost at the finish line.]

Kyren’s arms wrapped around him from behind, one hand stroking his sweat-dampened hair. "You’re doing so well, little flame. So strong for us." His tone was tender, almost reverent, as he held still, letting Elian adjust.

The pain gradually melted into something hotter. Pleasure bloomed through the discomfort as Lucian finally slid all the way in, their cocks pressed tightly together inside him.

Elian gasped, overwhelmed by the impossible fullness.

Every tiny shift sent sparks racing up his spine.

They moved carefully at first—slow, synchronised thrusts that had Elian moaning softly between them.

Kyren kissed the back of his neck while Lucian cradled his face, capturing his lips in a deep, loving kiss. Their bodies surrounded him, warm and protective, chasing away every doubt.

The rhythm built steadily, their movements growing more urgent but never rough. Elian felt treasured between his two kings. Pressure coiled tighter in his core, his own arousal trapped between their stomachs, leaking steadily.

"I’m close," Elian whispered, voice breaking.

"M–Me too." Lucian grunted.

"So am I," Kyren breathed against his ear. "Let go with us."

Their knots began to swell at the same time, stretching him even further.

Elian cried out as the pressure peaked—Lucian first, then Kyren—both locking deep inside him. Hot pulses of release flooded him at once, their seed mixing in powerful waves. The sensation of being filled so completely by both of them pushed Elian over the edge.

He came hard, trembling between their bodies, pleasure crashing through him like wildfire.

When the knots finally settled, they stayed buried inside him, holding every drop.

The world softened afterwards. Kyren and Lucian gently eased out once their knots went down, careful not to hurt him. They cleaned him with warm cloths, whispering praises the entire time.

"Come here, sweet buns," Lucian said softly, pulling Elian into his chest. Kyren pressed in from behind, spooning him close, one arm draped over both of them.

Their bodies cocooned him in warmth, hands gently stroking his sides, his hair and his marked skin.

"You were perfect," Kyren murmured, pressing a kiss to his temple. "Our beautiful omega."

Elian sighed contentedly, nestled safely between them. His body hummed with satisfaction, already imagining the life they might have planted tonight. For now, he let their heartbeats lull him.

In the coming days the first consequence of tonight’s decision would arrive.