Chapter 121p2: Beast
A beautiful night, a dream, yet he was unprecedentedly awake.
Su Yu grabbed the bed and retreated in a fluster. The bedding was a mess. Something in the darkness was rising, and the temperature was soaring. It was as if a volcano were about to erupt behind him. His back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.
Xia Qiange’s hand was on the side of his ear, and she was gently rubbing his soft earlobe. She leaned down with her soft and slender waist, and the large and loose white shirt was stained with the water droplets that were dripping from the ends of her hair. It was clinging to the curve of her fair skin, and it was so transparent that it was as if it were nothing.
She was against the light, and he couldn’t see her expression clearly. The corners of her eyes were upturned with a frivolous smile, and her gaze was looking down. She was arousing his primal desires, and his hormones were erupting like a geyser.
A bead of hot sweat slid from his forehead and into his thick eyelashes, blurring his vision. In a daze, he saw her leaning against him. His cheeks were burning hot, and he was panting heavily, as if he were seriously ill, and he was at a loss.
She seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person. She had once been the angel who had pulled him out of the abyss, but now she had become a succubus who was moaning and seducing him in his ear, forcing him to indulge in lust and fall. She was nakedly seducing him to commit a crime.
“We’ve been together for so long. I want to give myself to you, okay?”
“Qian Ge, I…”
The girl’s soft, snow-white breasts were pressed against his chest. He could feel the full, soft touch even through his clothes. He was so pressed that he couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t find his share of oxygen in the thick, heavy air.
“Hmm?”
Xia Qiange answered him in a low voice, but she had no intention of continuing. She impatiently wrapped her arms around his neck. It was no longer a light and shallow taste. Her tongue went into his mouth and swirled in a deep kiss. Too much suppressed, almost-viscous desire was surging like a tide.
He stared with wide eyes, a little confused about the current situation. His helpless movements were very clumsy, and he could only be forced to accept everything at this moment. She had subdued him with her soft tongue. She was also inexperienced, but she had a fearless and brute force. The sound of water was spreading in the darkness. She was fiercely forcing him to extract saliva, and his throat was rolling rapidly. He couldn’t tell if it was hers or his.
Xia Qiange held his cheeks and further narrowed his space, imprisoning him in a narrow and cramped corner. A dark shadow flashed in her dark eyes, and a lust that was caused by hormones was flowing.
Under the intense action, he got a moment of respite. The lack of oxygen had taken away his strength. He pushed her a little weakly, but the two of them were getting closer and closer, as if they would melt into a liquid and seep into the depths of each other’s pores.
Xia Qiange held the back of Su Yu’s head and continued the kiss that had not been finished before. The tip of her tongue licked his wet skin, and her lips were grinding and biting. He responded with a somewhat unclear mind, and a tide of passion spread on his skin in large patches of crimson.
She was fed up with the plain and restrained self-control and reserve. A lone wolf that had been grinding its teeth and sucking blood all day could not stand the loneliness of its sharp teeth becoming duller and duller. What she had been dreaming of, craving for, they should have… gone a step further a long time ago.
To fall and be wanton together, to let purity be stained with filth, to make their relationship impure, to be unable to extricate themselves from a muddy quagmire, and to never be separated.
She looked at his hazy and chaotic state, deeply trapped in lust and unable to extricate himself. She actually found it a little cute. She kissed him madly, wishing she could hold him and fall from a height of dozens of meters at this moment.
He seemed to have suddenly given up his resistance. His hand suddenly fell, and then it slowly climbed up her waist.
“Why are you always hiding from me?” Xia Qiange held Su Yu and pressed her forehead against his, panting heavily. Her intermittent words were like a question, and also like a different kind of rough declaration of love.
“Do you love me or not? Hmm?”
Her long, slender fingers unbuttoned his collar, and she blew a hot and humid breath on his sweaty chest.
Su Yu’s mind was in a muddle, and he couldn’t muster his spirits for a moment. He pursed his lips, and his body was hot and stiff. His breathing became difficult. The alluring and sweet fragrance was lingering at the tip of his nose, harassing him. He listened to her murmur, which was as moist and charming as the swirling smoke and dust over a water town in Jiangnan. The cage of his reason was badly broken, and from then on, his restrained heart had fallen to the bottom.
His cloudy eyes hesitated for a moment, and they were soon dyed a dim yellow. He got closer and closer. She didn’t move, as if she had given up her defense and was letting him ravage her. The charm was rising along the corners of her eyes, and her waist was twisting as if it had no bones. Her lower abdomen was pressed against his waist and hips, and she was secretly squeezing and grinding.
In the dark jungle, the roles were instantly reversed. The prey had pounced on the careless hunter. But this was a counterattack that was doomed to have no result. He quickly held her thin and white wrist, his breathing was rapid, and the whites of his eyes were blood red.
Xia Qiange didn’t resist at all. She was pressed down by him with an almost-violent force. Her wrist was so painful from his beast-like, unrestrained strength. But she just tilted her head and looked at his suppressed and painful expression with a playful look, and then she let out a crisp and pleasant laugh.
There was still a glimmer of light in his eyes, like a clean and pure white sheet of paper. He was still so fascinating to her. For a moment, she couldn’t tell who was the hunter between them. He was in prison, but he had led her into a trap again and again.
After a long time, their lips parted, and a thick and sticky silver thread formed a net. The exquisite and silver-white spider silk was wrapped around his body, and it was wrapped around him in a circle, and he was still unable to escape.
“Qian Ge, I… love you.”
His reason was gradually sliding to the edge of a cliff. His hand was on her thin clothes, and he slightly lifted a secret corner. The honey-like and alluring snow-white skin was exposed in front of his eyes. He stared blankly, and desire was grabbing his ankle and was pulling him down.
But fragments of the past suddenly rushed in. The biting cold wind of the North Country, carrying those dark fragments, rushed towards him, like a needle stabbing straight into his brain, a raw pain.
Su Yu pushed Xia Qiange away as if in a stress response. He pulled the blanket and pressed it on her graceful and shapely body. The large patches of charming and lingering spring scenery were restrained. After he had done all this, he suddenly lost his strength and collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.
“I’m… I’m sorry. I…”
He looked up at the dark ceiling. His suddenly tired voice had just come out of his mouth when it dissipated in the air.
“I know all about those things. But I don’t care about your past. Let’s start now, okay?”
She pulled open the clothes on his chest, which were wide open, and invaded him wantonly. Her scarlet tongue licked her lips. She was as rough as a wolf that had pounced on its prey.
Tears were rolling in her eyes. She wanted to cry. What had made her become like this? Vicious and hypocritical, violent and cowardly.
She felt an inexplicable pleasure and pain. The tears flowed down, washing her eyes.
“Let’s get married…”, he suddenly said.
She persisted and asked, as if she would not give up until she got an answer, “When?”
Silence was spreading in the darkness.
She held the blanket on her body tightly and curled up into a ball. She turned her back, and a scarlet color seeped into the thick darkness in her eyes. She suddenly became quiet. “I’m tired. Let’s go to sleep.”
How long? There was no answer.
But she couldn’t wait any longer…
