Help! I Became A Guy In A BL Novel! Chapter 68: The Actual Punishment

Before Riven knew it, he was up against the headboard and with no way to escape. anwhile, Soren was only getting rougher... He was moving harder. His hand that gripped his hair pulled every ti Riven made a ’mistake’ in kissing... Basically, whenever he felt that he was t with resistance, he made sure to punish Riven.

How could Riven tell him that he was not resisting, he was simply trying to breathe! If Soren wanted to keep torturing him... And fucking him... He needed to be alive!

At that mont, Soren took it as Riven being distracted. A sudden, sharp sting shot through him as Soren bit down on his bottom lip, not enough to break the skin, but enough to make Riven whimper in surprise.

The sound only seed to spur Soren on. He sucked at the spot he had bitten, soothing it with his tongue before biting again, testing how far he could push before Riven would flinch.

Riven eventually stopped fighting it, he would take what amount of oxygen he could get to stay alive. He was not dying without pegging all the male leads!

His breaths ca in sharp gasps between each forceful press of their lips, each wet, heated movent drawing him deeper into the mont.

His knees trembled, though they were still pinned to the bed, leaving him at Soren’s complete rcy.

Soren let out a low, satisfied hum against his lips before deepening the kiss once more, tilting Riven’s head at a better angle to take him apart even further. His grip on Riven’s hair tightened, controlling every movent, making sure Riven followed wherever he led.

By the ti Soren finally pulled away, Riven was breathless, panting against the lingering ghost of his lips. His own were swollen, tingling from the rough treatnt. He shuddered when Soren ran a thumb over his lower lip, almost as if admiring his own handiwork.

"Already breathless?" Soren murmured, amusent lacing his voice. "I haven’t even started."

Riven could only let out a shaky exhale, unable to hide the way his lips parted instinctively, already aching for more.

Soren seed to leave Riven alone for a mont. Why was he always stopping when they were so deep into the passion? Soren indeed loved to torture people! Riven cried.

Riven’s ears perked up again when he heard footsteps followed by a soft thud. Soren seems to have brought sothing... Again. Why couldn’t he get them all at once?!

Soren’s hands reached Riven’s pants and unlike Ronan, the patient... And rational wolf, he did not bother with taking it off normally. Using his sharp claws he ripped it off like it was his enemy.

The cold air now touched every inch of Riven’s exposed legs... Including his length which was now completely hard. He was ready to be taken care of. After all, the sa thing happened with others, he had no reason to believe that they wouldn’t be orgasming together.

He could hear the sound of rustling but he did not know what was happening, that was until he heard the jingle of the chain and the vibrations on his ankle. In a quick motion, Soren pulled both of the chains to guide Riven’s legs in a position that was most favourable.

Riven yelped in surprise, his hands quickly gripped the headboard of the bed to steady himself. Darn it, why couldn’t he give him so kind of a heads-up? Riven sighed a little. He should be grateful that it was not intense torture... He did bring up a painful wound carelessly.

Soren’s hands slowly and steadily made their way up the chains to reach Riven’s ankles. His warm hands circled Riven’s gently. Riven shuddered again, he could not breathe for a second, since when did ankles beco an erogenous zone for him?

His warm fingers traced up Riven’s leg making sure he felt every touch and squird. After all, only when Riven suffered, would he be satisfied.

As he traced along the inner thigh, gliding up until he reached the basis of Riven’s mber. Riven gulped nervously, it was finally his turn... Right?

Well, it would be naive of Riven to think that. After all, Soren’s intent was clear from the beginning, he intended to punish Riven.

Once Soren reached the base, his right hand moved to capture it which earned him another moan from Riven. Soren smirked, this wolf was really clueless, wasn’t he?

His hand that circled Riven’s erect mber slowly traced upwards before slipping on sothing hard and cold with his left hand.

Riven was expecting a lot of things... Including Soren returning the favour found that nothing of the sort happened. He instead felt sothing slip onto him... Sothing cold... And sothing tight!

It caused him slight pain. Soren pushed it in a little and after realising it was secure got off of Riven leaving him feeling empty again.

Riven was confused at first but as the realisation dawned on him he was agitated. It was... A ring! It had to be, what else could it be? He had to confirm this.

"Soren... It couldn’t be a ring... Could it?" If he liked it so much, he should have put a ring on it... But that ring was ant for his finger, not his... Cock!

Soren laughed in the most magnetic way possible, this little wolf did not seem to realise the situation he was in. It was indeed, a ring. A luxurious gold ring studded with diamonds and one erald... Was it not perfect for Riven? It matched his eyes beautifully.

This ring was his thod of punishnt. Riven will not be allowed to co. At least not until Soren completely vented his feelings.

Riven bit his lip after realising what his laughter ant. Nooooo! This did not happen to Eliott! He clearly rembered the bunny releasing into Soren’s mouth every ti because every part of him was so precious Soren could not let it go to waste.

"Ahhh!" Riven yelled and hissed in pain. That wand landed on his inner thigh so close to his shaft. He realised what he had done, he bit his lips.