Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off - Chapter 238

Chapter 238: Chapter 238: Su Qinglan’s Path to a Wicked Wife(M)
She just smirked, a wicked, triumphant curl of her lips. She leaned back slightly to look at his face, her hips maintaining a slow, agonizing grind.

“Why, my dear husband? Does this bother you?” she teased, her eyes shining with mischief. “I thought you were a monk.”

His jaw worked, his eyes squeezed shut for a moment. When they opened, they were blazing.

“I am not a monk,” he growled, the deep sound vibrating through her core. “I am your husband.” He said this even though he did not know the meaning of monk.

She laughed, a low, throaty sound that was entirely feminine and entirely predatory.

“Good. Then act like it.”

Han Jue gritted his teeth but did not dare to move, letting her have her way. Soon, after rubbing him that hard, veins were almost popping around his neck.

Su Qinglan did not stop before taking full advantage of him. She immediately untied the knot that had wrapped around his sexy mermaid line, and with an evil smile, she pulled it down.

Han Jue looked at her with a wide expression, almost screaming, “Lan Lan, no!”

How could she do this? He had heard that females were quite shy and never even looked at their parts because they found it disgusting.

They just lay down and let the Beast Husband do all the work before kicking them out.

Then why was his Lan Lan so opposite? Why did his Lan Lan feel like she was going to give him a pleasure he would never forget in his entire life?

Even though she was excited, he was still nervous. What if she saw the big thing and found it unsightly, and her mood was ruined?

So he still wanted to stop her, but it felt like a demon had possessed her. She refused to listen to him and even laughed like an evil person, like she was enjoying tormenting him.

And he could only brace himself and close his eyes because he did not want to see her disgusted expression.

But his eyes snapped open when he felt something soft wrap around his hard length, and he found that his female was actually fondling him.

Wait a minute, fondling. Ahh, he wanted to faint. He was too embarrassed to look at her.

Those bunch of old men must have taught him all kinds of nonsense. Nothing matched a single thing they had said to him.

Why was it all different?

On the other hand, Su Qinglan was stunned when she removed the clothes, and his hard length immediately popped out at her face with an angry expression.

She was shocked at the size of it. She even wanted to whistle. Holy moly, that is hot. The thing was really long and big and ahh, damn, and completely hard, like it was begging for her attention.

And she did not shy away at all and immediately patted him a little before wrapping her palms around his hard length.

Even though it could not wrap fully, it was not like she was too tiny, but because he was so big. And most importantly, being a beastman, they are literally built on a different level, not only their body but their parts too.

She did not dwell much on her thoughts before giving it a soft squeeze, then dropping her hand up and down.

And then her eye met the hot, intense gaze of Han Jue, which made her heart and legs tremble at the same time. But she braced herself before giving him a squeeze again.

Han Jue could not move. He was still pinned beneath her, his mind reeling. Her earlier action had been bold, but this, this was beyond anything he had ever imagined or been warned about.

He felt the cool air hit his exposed skin, but the heat where her hand was wrapped was scorching.

He was trembling, but not from the cold. He had closed his eyes, bracing for a sound of revulsion, a gasp of disgust, or even a kick.

The old men’s warnings echoed in his head. Females are delicate, they prefer the deed to be quick, and never, ever show them everything upfront. You must be humble.

Su Qinglan was looking at him with an expression of pure, appreciative shock. Her lips were slightly parted, and her large eyes were fixed on the part of him that was currently demanding all of her attention.

And then she smiled. A slow, wicked, evil smile.

“Han Jue,” she purred, her voice low and delighted, “you are huge.”

That simple statement, far from being disgusted, made his entire body seize up. His chest swelled, and a deep sound escaped his throat, part groan, part protest and part pure masculine pride.

She was still rubbing him, a slow, deliberate movement that was driving him to the absolute edge. Her palm did not quite cover the whole thing, but her fingers were firm, mapping every vein and ridge.

“My dear husband, you will not mind if I touch it a little,” she chuckled, tilting her head.

Han Jue almost lost his composure at her seductive tone. What mind? Could he even mind? She did not even ask before squeezing the life out of him.

She gave him a quick, firm squeeze, and a powerful shudder ran through his body, making the muscles in his legs jump.

“Do not worry,” she whispered, leaning closer until her warm breath ghosted over the sensitive tip. “I am going to take very good care of it.”

His mind was chaos. Take care of it? What did that even mean? He was supposed to be in control, but she had him trapped, exposed, and on the verge of collapsing just from her touch.

He tried to speak. “Lan Lan, you… this is not how…”

She cut him off by stopping the movement of her hand and instead leaned lower. Her hair, still slightly damp, brushed his inner thigh, sending a powerful wave of electricity through him.

“Shh,” she commanded, her eyes meeting his. They were dark, intense, and utterly dominant. “My turn to talk. You just lie there, Sweet Jue, and let your Lan Lan teach you a new lesson.”

She resumed the mesmerizing movement of her hand, but this time she added a gentle, teasing stroke with her thumb across the sensitive skin.

Han Jue let out a long, trembling exhale. He could not fight her. He was lost in the feel of her hands, lost in the sheer, overwhelming, unexpected pleasure.

She watched his face, enjoying every flicker of shock and desire. Then, with a playful wiggle of her eyebrows, she brought her face even closer to his erection, staring at it like it was a fascinating new toy.

She leaned in, then stopped, giving it another teasing squeeze.

“This is going to be fun,” she promised before licking it with the tip of her tongue.

“Lan Lan… no, do not do it… females do not do these,” he said, almost buried in shame. Just why was his female so different from others? Just what had those bastards taught her?

He wanted to strangle them, but there was also jealousy rising in his chest. No wonder both of them always stuck to her. If he had known about this, he would have too.

(Su Qinglan: “…”

Nope, you are the first one to try… my new skills.)