Ronan’s POV
I left Malia’s room and headed back to my chambers.
I had forgotten to reschedule our visit to the hospital to see Margaret.
Perhaps there’d be no need. She had sounded a lot better earlier and there was a high chance that she was going to be discharged soon.
I walked straight to my kitchen immediately after I got inside. I was ravenous and tired, and cereal seemed like the easiest and quickest thing to make.
I opened the pantry to get a box of cereal and I sighed in frustration when I discovered that I didn’t have any. I grabbed three protein bars instead and tore the wrappers open impatiently.
As I munched on the snack, I deliberated on whether to go take a bath, sleep and wake up to eat later or just try to cook first and do the others afterwards.
There was a knock on my door and I frowned. I wasn’t expecting anyone.
“You can come in. It’s open,” I called out.
The door swung open and I was surprised to see Penelope carrying a food tray. She walked in and placed the treasure on the table.
I rose from the sofa just as she bowed. “I didn’t ring the kitchen,” I said, arching an eyebrow.
I noticed that she coloured slightly. “I spotted you when you walked into the palace. You looked tired and hungry so I thought I’d just do this.”
“I can take it back if you do not want it,” she added hastily.
I gave her a look. “Are you kidding me? This meal is about to be devoured with all gratitude.”
She giggled as I settled back down and promptly dug into the food.
I noticed she was still hovering, perhaps uncertain about if I wanted her to stay or leave.
“Thanks for the meal, Penelope. It was really thoughtful of you. And you may leave now except if you want to partake in this meal with me.”
She smiled shyly as she shook her head. Then she gave me another bow before exiting the room.
It suddenly occurred to me that I should have asked her to get Malia something to eat. But knowing Lia, she had already rang the kitchen or had gone there herself. Her love for food was something else.
After scraping my plate clean I ended up falling asleep on the sofa after deluding myself that I was only going to close my eyes for five minutes and then get up to go into the bathroom.
I woke up and instantly winced. I hadn’t positioned my neck correctly before falling asleep. I gritted my teeth as I tried to turn my head to the other side.
“Finally. You’re back from the land of the dead,” a familiar feminine voice said.
“Lila, how long have you been sitting here?” I asked groggily.
My eyes went to the clock and they instantly widened. It was seven in the evening. I must have been more tired than I thought.
“Do not bother yourself with how long I’ve been sitting here. It was a delight watching you sleep. Did you miss me?”
I snorted. “What do you want? Because I’m so sure you didn’t come to my chambers just to watch me sleep or to know if I missed you.”
“Come on, Ronan. You know I like you a lot,” she replied, getting up from her seat and coming to sit beside me.
I scoffed. “Yeah right. That was why you chose my brother over me.”
I tried getting up but she wrapped her arms around my waist.
“Lila,” I warned. I wasn’t in the mood for her drama. I just wanted to go take a bath and probably work on my project or go for a run.
“You know why I had to choose your brother, Ronan. He’s the Alpha. And besides, you had your chance to get rid of him and become the Alpha but you refused to take it.”
“You’ve always known that I wanted to be Luna. You not taking the chance when you had it only proved to me that you didn’t love me as much as you claimed to back then.”
I turned to face her and saw that her eyes were glistening with unshed tears. I didn’t know if she still liked me or was just pretending for some reason best known to her.
An idea occurred to me and I tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.
“So let’s say I become the Alpha. Are you going to come back to me?”
Her eyes narrowed slightly. “What are you getting at? Are you thinking of….?”
She shook her head. “No, you’re just trying to mess with me.”
“You think I am? Wait here,” I said, getting up from the sofa.
I walked into my study to retrieve my journal and hoped to hell that I was doing the right thing by showing her my plans.
I returned to the living room and handed her the journal. She looked at me with uncertainty as she accepted it from me.
“What’s this, Ronan?” She asked and I would have laughed if she didn’t look frightened. It was the first time I had seen her so calm and unsure of herself.
“My plan to become Alpha. Now you can see that I wasn’t trying to mess with you. I want to be Alpha and I’m going to need a Luna who’s capable.”
In truth, I wouldn’t choose her to be my Luna if she was the last female on Earth. The only reason I was telling her about this was because it seemed she was interested in me and she was going to be of really great help in my schemes.
She was silent for a moment before she spoke.
“I’m with you, Ronan. You’re going to need my help anyway and besides Ryder deserves what’s coming to him.”
I gave her a satisfied smile and settled back next to her on the sofa. She smiled sensuously when I wound my arm around her waist to pull her closer.
“So what’s going to happen to Malia?” She asked as she ran her fingers up and down my pant-clad thigh.
I mentally rolled my eyes. I knew she was going to bring the issue of Malia up.
“Well, I admit I was crazy about her but that’s just because I wanted to get into her pants so bad. I do not love her. She has feelings for my brother though.”
“They deserve each other,” she said as her hand moved to cup the mound in my pants. I felt my traitorous body respond to her touch.
She grinned in satisfaction knowing that I wasn’t fully immune to her. Then her mouth suddenly dropped into a frown.
“That painting of her on your wall has to go. I can’t stand it.”
“Done. I’m going to make it disappear,” I replied in a hoarse voice. I didn’t think Malia was going to suspect anything or even ask unnecessary questions if the painting of her was no longer on my wall.
“She doesn’t deserve to grace your walls, Ronan. Do you know what that wench is up to this moment?”
“She’s out on a date with Ryder, all dressed up like some sort of queen.”
I was irritated that Malia had gone out with Ryder but I shrugged as though I was unbothered.
“Both of them can go to hell for all I care.”
She giggled and continued to rub me through my pants. A low moan escaped from my lips.
Encouraged by my reaction, she got on her knees and her hands went to the fly of my pants. She undid the button and proceeded to work on the zip.
I bucked my hips without hesitation so that she could pull my pants down my legs. I lost all train of thought as she worked on the tip of my hard wood through the fabric of my briefs.
When I felt I was going to burst, she stopped and her hands went to the band of my briefs. I lifted my hips again so she could pull them down.
She returned her mouth to my groin area and teased me mercilessly with her tongue. Just when I decided that I couldn’t take any more of her teasing and was about to forcefully shove my dick into her mouth, she put me out of my torment and covered my phallus with her mouth.
I groaned in pleasure and tried so hard not to cum at that instant. I wanted to enjoy this for as long as I could.
Her head bobbed as her mouth moved along the length of my dick. My hand went to her silky hair and I gathered it into a ponytail as she went on with her terrific administration.
Just when I thought I couldn’t hold back any longer, she did a crazy thing with her tongue and the dam burst. I arched my back as I poured my seed into her mouth which kept on moving along my length.
She sucked every drop of it and swallowed before allowing my semi-limp dick to drop from her mouth with a plop.
Then she met my eyes, a grin plastered across her face. “Just as tasty as I remember.”