.Blue Moon (English Translation)

9

Co-translator : Akasha-Cataleya

                                     Chapter 9

The sound of soft meat being hit was still thunderous. Duen Kram did not feel pain at the bottom but the tenderness inside. He finished until there was nothing left to come out, and he could only lie down and twitch when the Prime Alpha exalted, he does not seem to be tired. His red, lips awollen from being kissed passionately. Duen Kram moaned faintly, even the person above roared low and released a cloudy white stream into his body. Ram pulled out his cock and looked at the condition of the former bodyguard who is now full of sensuality, which he gave him. His slender legs was split in a very lewd manner, his pale white skin full with red bites and marks, and the smear of liquid spilled all over his body, spreading up to his cheeks. Duen Kram lay gasping there for breath, the channel was soft and spongy with hot lava pouring out.

“Mr. Oh"

He couldn't finish his sentence because his lips were sealed, Ram slammed down for a passionate kiss until there was no room for air to flow through. Before inserting his large cock into the soft hollow again who was still tight. Duen Kram remembered that the master loved cleanliness very much, but Now, he hugged his filthy body just to punish him. The lord must hate him very much. Thinking about it, the young Alpha echoed in his chest a hoarse cry. A disturbance in the lower abdomen formed. rose again when Ram was smashed into his orifice again and again.

Help! Help! Help! Help!

Duek’s body swayed to the raw, wild rhythm and then whistled and cry for the climax. Ram bites all over the smooth neck, before coming back to the red lip, while he is not finished yet, then lay the young Alpha on his back with his soft hips raised to hit the body deeply.

“Sir, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.”

“Um..”

A low roar rang out with the sound of the flesh hitting before Ram spoke. Hold his body and release his cum into Duek’s body. The Alpha also swirled around his thick waist to make the sheath soft on the inside. Duen Kram trembled in the middle. The beautiful body twitched but nothing spewed out. Ram used his hand to slide through the dark hair that had covered his clean face. He saw that light brown eyes were staring at him, not blinking: “Who is your master again?"

A scratchy question erupted from his swollen lip. The big man withdrew himself, took off his shirt and His suit dropped it onto the ground, revealing his strong muscles. Duen Kram snuggled up to his seat and covered the flowing liquid with his hands who was flowing out of his little channel. Pretty eyes looked at Prime Alpha, who walked back to sit in the armchair, and calmly picked up a cigar to smoke, not paying attention to him anymore: “Sir, I have done my duty, Master should keep his word.”

Duen Kram held back his heart. He allows Ram to do as he pleases. This time was probably the dawn of another day, even though the person in front of him was the boss, but he wouldn't allow himself to be taken advantage of him like this.

“He's not dead yet." Ram replied

“Master, you didn't torture him, right, Master, don't do anything. I used him.” Duen Kram lied to protect his friend.

“That's right, seducing a man is your job," he said, smashing the cigar into the ashtray. Duen Kram did not look at the owner of that bad sentence, his heart ached like every time he talked to him like this.

“Don't worry about your friend, because I already sent him as a Tribute to the leader of the White Rose Clan.”

Duen Kram heard this and was devastated.