Help! I Became A Guy In A BL Novel!-Chapter 37: Bleeding

Ronan’s hands were back on Riven’s waist, he needed to hold the brat in place.

"Nngh!" Once Ronan started to move, Riven tried his best to stay in place.

He started off slow, each thrust reaching deeper and deeper... Riven assumed he would get used to this pleasure by now, but each time it led him into new realms of pleasure. He did not know what was different this time, maybe because Ronan was angry...

Tsk, he was always angry and aggressive, at least he took the time to prepare him before inserting himself, Riven thought to himself. Of course, Ronan did not like this.

He demanded attention... When he was at work, Riven’s mind should only be on him.

"What is your pretty little head thinking about other than me." With that he bit Riven again, right on the waist. How dare this little half-breed think of something else?

"Ahh! What are you, a dog?" Riven exclaimed! He was overwhelmed to say the least, the thrusting, the biting, the pain! He could not even wack his tail against Ronan anymore! He was taking it as a sign of disrespect... Which is accurate... Riven bit his lip, hot tears formed in his eyes. He was such a bully!

"No, princess. I am a beast." Ronan whispered into his ears. The warmth of his breath only added on to the feeling of overwhelm.

Ronan’s hand shifted, while one remained firmly on Riven’s little waist... His calloused hands brushing against his gentle skin, the other reached for his neck again.

The thrusting did not stop or slow down, he maintained a steady rhythm, though sometimes he would go faster just to earn a few moans from Riven. He was a beast, he wanted to hear Riven cry... It was not enough, he wanted more... Louder, higher, preferably including his name in it.

Ronan could feel himself getting closer and closer to release, he made sure to be careful, he had a primal urge, the urge to make sure all his seed was deposited, not one drop wasted.

Riven’s toes curled and his fingers tried to dig into the door as he was reaching his climax. He was glad that omega males could not get pregnant in this world. Ronan had remained celibate for years! And now if he released all of that in him... No! He needed to have fun! No children yet!

Just as he was relieved, he felt something weird happen in the base of his abdomen. It felt... It felt like something was contracting. And then it was followed up by pain... A very familiar kind of pain.

"Ro-Ronan..." Riven slowly whispered.

Immediately, Ronan’s expression darkened with concern. He wasn’t the type to panic, but something about Riven’s sudden change in demeanor had him moving fast. Without hesitation, he scooped Riven up in his arms and placed him carefully on the bed.

His hands were big, warm, and steady, but when he pulled back—they were covered in blood.

His entire body went rigid.

"Did I hurt you?" Ronan’s voice was tense, his brows furrowed as he inspected Riven’s body with sharp eyes, looking for a wound.

Riven groaned, curling in on himself as another cramp hit. "No, you didn’t do anything."

"Then why are you bleeding?!"

Riven squeezed his eyes shut, trying to breathe through the pain. "I don’t know! But this pain—fuck—this pain is way too familiar..."

Ronan looked at him, confused, and then... Realisation dawned on his face. He slowly lowered his gaze to the blood, then back up at Riven, his silver eyes narrowing.

"You’re on your periods?" It was the only explanation he could think of, he knew he was rough, but not enough to hurt him and make him bleed.

Riven’s entire body stiffened.

"Hold on," Ronan continued, his voice dropping into disbelief. "But... You’re not a female."

Riven stared at him, horrified. "You think I don’t know that?!"

There was a beat of silence.

And then it hit him.

His breath left him in a strangled noise as the reality of the situation set in.

"FUCKING HELL!"

Even as a guy, he still couldn’t escape periods?!

"You’ve got to be kidding me," Riven groaned, throwing his head back against the pillows. I survived death, got a whole new body, and I still have to deal with this bullshit?! What kind of cruel joke is this?!

Ronan looked stunned. He was still crouched beside the bed, staring at Riven like he had just grown a second head. "Are you sure it’s a period?"

"What else could it be, Ronan?!" Riven hissed through clenched teeth.

It was just as confusing to both of them. To Ronan... Though it was absolutely insane, it made sense... In a way. He went into heat, he came of age... He became... Fertile. So he had his periods.

To Riven it was anything but logical! He was a man now! I man with a dick! He should not be getting periods.

"You might be the first and only male omega to be able to give birth." Ronan analysed.

Riven’s eyes widened! He was not built for this!

Ronan had never looked more lost in his life.

"So what do we do?" he asked. "Do you need medicine? Should I call a healer? Should I—"

"You should get me chocolate and a heating pad!" Riven snapped. "And a fucking painkiller before I bite you just like how you bite me, huh?! Would you like that, big bad Alpha?!"

Ronan stared.

Then, to Riven’s absolute horror, the corner of Ronan’s lips twitched.

That bastard was amused.

"This isn’t funny," Riven grumbled, crossing his arms.

"You’re the one yelling about biting me," Ronan pointed out, clearly holding back laughter.

Riven groaned, dragging his hands down his face. "I hate this. I hate this."

Ronan sighed, shaking his head as he stood up. "I’ll get you something for the pain."

Riven perked up immediately. "And chocolate?"

"Sure."

"And a heating pad?"

"...I’ll see what I can find."

"And cuddles?"

"It won’t stop with cuddles, are you sure you want that?"

Riven whined and whimpered. This alpha was such a bully!