Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

Chapter 661: Who Came Knocking at Midnight? [M]

Su Qinglan didn’t wait a single second longer. Rising up slightly on her knees, she used one hand to guide his thick, throbbing hardness directly against her aching entrance.She aligned herself carefully, and then, with a slow, deliberate drop of her hips, she plunged down, taking him fully inside her.

The sudden, tight heat of her honey pot swallowing him whole made Han Jue absolutely mortified by her sheer boldness.

"Gasp~"

He let out a loud, strangled gasp, his fingers instantly digging into the bed beneath him. He was too stunned to speak, completely paralyzed by the overwhelming pleasure of having her stretch tightly around his length.

He could only watch with wide, blown-out pupils as she took complete control and played with his body just the way she wanted.

As the initial stretch adjusted, Su Qinglan let out a soft, trembling sigh, her internal muscles clenching tightly around him.

She rested her hands firmly on his broad, muscled shoulders for balance and began to move. She set a slow, gentle pace at first, lifting her hips up before sinking back down, rocking against him with a smooth, rhythmic motion.

The wet, sliding friction was too intense to bear in silence.

Han Jue’s head threw back against the bed, a heavy, rough groan ripping from his throat. The sight of his beautiful female sitting on top of him, her cheeks flushed tomato red and her eyes hazy with desire, completely shattered whatever logic he had left.

His instincts took over. His large, steady hands flew up to grip her waist tightly, anchoring her to him.

No longer able to just lie still, his hips automatically met her rhythm.

Every time she sank down, he pushed his waist upward to meet her, driving himself deeper into her tight, wet warmth.

The smacking sound of their skin meeting echoed softly in the dim room, and with every synchronized stroke, the pace naturally began to quicken, turning their playful game into a deep, passionate rhythm that left them both breathless.

Han Jue completely lost control of himself. His beast instincts took over entirely as her husband, and he became obsessed with giving her the absolute maximum amount of pleasure.

As she rocked on top of him, his intense blue eyes roamed down to her bare breasts, which had grown much larger and fuller than before, jiggling right in front of his face with every movement.

Unable to resist, he reached up with both hands to fondle them roughly before pulling one large, soft peak straight into his mouth to suck on it deeply.

"Ah!" Su Qinglan gasped out loud, her body arching sharply.

The sudden contact made her squirm in intense pleasure and ache because her breasts were currently the sorest part of her entire body.

She tried to push his head away, crying out, "No, Han Jue! Not them... they are so sore right now!"

But Han Jue only let out a low, needy murmur against her skin, completely drowning in his heat.

Instead of stopping, he continued tormenting the heavy mounds, squeezing them tightly in his palms while shifting his mouth to suckle the other side with relentless hunger.

Su Qinglan let out a soft, broken groan, her fingers threading through his hair.

Despite the initial soreness, the overwhelming pleasure hitting her from every single point was turning into something truly and deeply satisfying.

"Ah... mm..." she mumbled, her eyelids growing incredibly heavy and her mind turning to absolute mush as Han Jue continued his relentless fondling and suckling, driving them both closer and closer to the edge.

Han Jue finally slowed his pace, though he kept his body buried deeply inside her. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist and pulled her down against his chest, holding her as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.

He leaned up and gently licked away a stray tear of pleasure from her cheek, his blue eyes soft and filled with pure devotion.

"Lan Lan," he whispered, his voice rough but incredibly gentle. "You don’t know how much my heart aches when I am away from you. Every single day, all I can think about is returning to your warmth."

Su Qinglan rested her forehead against his shoulder, her breathing still erratic. Hearing his raw words, all her previous teasing completely melted away.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.

"I love you too, Han Jue," she murmured softly into his skin. "Even when you are being a grumpy, overprotective wolf, I still love you the most."

Han Jue chuckled softly, the deep rumble vibrating directly against her chest. He kissed the tip of her nose, a warm, bright smile finally breaking across his handsome face.

"I am only strict because I want to protect you, my beautiful female," he said, rubbing his cheek against hers affectionately.

"My heart belongs only to you. As long as I am breathing, I will always be your shield, and I will always love you."

Su Qinglan’s heart swelled with warmth. She looked into his eyes and smiled beautifully, "I know, my good wolf. I know."

After so much time had passed, Su Qinglan finally bathed herself in a warm basin of water to wash away the sticky heat.

Han Jue also cleaned himself quickly. Once he was done, he immediately set to work.

He stripped all the soiled bedding from the bed, tossed it aside, and began cleaning the room until the entire house was completely spotless once again.

Su Qinglan rolled her eyes at him, a soft chuckle escaping her lips as she sat by the fire combing out her wet hair. She knew exactly what he was trying to do. He was acting like a guilty thief trying to scrub away every single trace of what they had just done, desperate to hide the evidence from the rest of the family.

When Han Jue finally finished wiping down the furniture, he walked over to her side.

Taking a dry cloth, he gently began to dry her damp hair for her. Since she had bathed in the middle of the night, he couldn’t help but worry that she might catch a cold.

Suddenly, two soft, tiny knocks sounded at the front door.

Han Jue stiffened instantly. He blinked in surprise.

Who could it possibly be at this hour?

Looking out the small window, he could see it was already midnight. His face flushed with a bit of belated embarrassment.

He knew that Hu Yan, Rong Ye, and Shi Feng definitely knew what had been going on in here, which was why they had deliberately stayed away and left them alone.

They were probably all asleep in the cub’s room by now after finishing their dinner.

Han Jue had actually been planning to whip up something simple and quick right here in the room to fill his and Lan Lan’s empty stomachs so they wouldn’t have to disturb anyone else.

He was completely stunned by the late-night visitors.

He walked over and pulled the door open, but when he looked straight ahead, the doorway was completely empty. He frowned, confused, until his gaze automatically drifted down toward the ground.

There, right at the edge of the doorframe, two soft, round little figures were peeking up at him.