The pleasure gathered fast and tight and then burst through her in one deep, shaking wave.
Su Qinglan’s whole body went stiff. Her legs trembled hard as the heat in her abdomen unwound in a long, dizzy crash.
A helpless, low moan broke out of her mouth before she could stop it, echoing in the cave. She clamped her mouth shut after, shocked at her own voice. She felt heavy, breathless, and completely worn out. Shame washed over her again.
Oh my... This tiger really would be her death. Not from injury, but from the overwhelming pleasure and embarrassment he kept dragging her through.
But she didn’t even get a second to recover from the fact she had climaxed...loudly on a stone bed in broad daylight.
Because Hu Yan didn’t wait at all.
The moment she came undone, he immediately lowered his mouth again and started licking everything up, slow and thorough, like it was his job.
His instinct told him to clean and claim, and he followed it happily. Su Qinglan’s face burned even hotter. If she had been tomato-red before, she was now the full color of a boiled beet.
What is he doing?! Why is he doing THAT?!
Stop! This is unnecessary! She cried inside her head while she tried to push his huge head away with one weak, shaky hand. She felt exposed, overwhelmed, and like he was treating her as some sweet-flavored snack he simply had to tidy up before moving on.
Hu Yan paused and lifted his head a little. His eyes...big, bright, and stupidly adorable... looked at her with real confusion and worry.
Did Lan Lan not enjoy it? He wondered, frowning slightly.
He remembered the advice he had gotten from the other beastmen. They all said the same thing: a female should feel cherished, filled, and completely overwhelmed by her male. Cleaning was part of this "cherished" process. It showed commitment. It showed devotion. It was required. He was simply following the rules.
Then his confusion melted, and pride took its place. She looked too overwhelmed to speak.
Yes. They told me this would happen. If she enjoyed this, then she would never leave me...and always cling to me.
So he needed to work hard and show how capable he was...even in mating. The best one. He would give her so much pleasure that she would only think of him and not that snake. He thought with a glint and smug expression.
That snake would have definitely not known about this trick to please a female; after all, it was passed down in tribes. He thought with a smug expression. Finally he got the upper hand on that snake.
Su Qinglan saw that smug sparkle in his eyes and felt irritation flare...right on top of the lingering heat in her body.
"Are you going to lick it only... or do something else?" she muttered, her voice barely a whisper. Her hand reached up and tugged at the animal hide tied around his waist.
The thick loincloth was suddenly the most annoying item in the world. She realized the full, humiliating picture: she was lying completely naked, glowing with recent pleasure, while he was still fully covered.
It was unfair. Deeply unfair. She wanted him just as exposed and vulnerable as she felt.
That tiny tug and her shy question were all he needed.
Hu Yan’s eyes went wide. Then wider.



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