Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off-Chapter 348: Fox cubs or Wolf cubs?

She reached down and pulled away the clothes wrapped around his waist. In an instant, his length was free and pointing directly at her.

Hu Yan was so flustered he wanted to hide under the furs. "Lan Lan! This is... we shouldn’t..."

"If you don’t want to do it, then just lie there," she said, looking at him with a daring gaze. "I’ll do it myself."

Hu Yan nearly choked again. "What? What are you saying?" He couldn’t believe his shy, gentle wife was being so aggressive. But then, Su Qinglan reached out and squeezed the tip of him gently.

"Mmm..." Hu Yan let out a deep, uncontrollable groan. His resolve was disappearing faster than the morning mist. He looked at her flushed face and realized that if he didn’t give in now, he might actually explode.

He felt like his brain had turned into mush as Su Qinglan continued to stroke him with her small, soft hands.

Every move she made sent a jolt of electricity through his body. He watched, stupefied, as his length swelled even more under her touch, becoming thick and angry in her grasp.

He had never seen this side of her. Usually, she was so shy and gentle, but now she was looking at him with those misty, determined eyes.

"Lan Lan... stop..." he gasped, but his hips were unconsciously moving toward her hand. His voice had no strength at all. It sounded more like a plea for her to continue than a command to stop.

Su Qinglan didn’t stop. In fact, she gave him another firm squeeze, causing a bead of moisture to appear at the tip.

She leaned down and whispered into his ear, her hot breath making him shiver. "Does it feel good, Hu Yan? Because it feels very good to me."

Hu Yan’s eyes were wide and glazed over. He felt like he was losing a battle he didn’t even want to win anymore.

His hands, which had been trying to push her away, now gripped the bedsheets so hard they nearly tore.

He was a powerful tiger beastman, but in front of his small female, he was being rendered completely helpless.

"You... you are really naughty today," he groaned, his voice deep and vibrating.

Su Qinglan let out a soft, airy giggle. She could feel his heart hammering against his ribs, and the more she stroked him, the more she felt a strange warmth spreading through her own body.

The sharp headache was still there, but it was starting to fade as the excitement took over.

"I told you," she whispered, her fingers tracing the veins on his length. "I am the one who decides when I am recovered."

Hu Yan couldn’t hold back anymore. The sight of her flushed face and the feeling of her hand was too much for any male to endure. He let out a low, predatory growl that came from the back of his throat.

He finally hit his breaking point. With a sudden, powerful movement, he flipped her over on the bed and hovered over her, his massive body casting a shadow. His eyes were no longer worried; they were burning with a golden, predatory light.

He leaned down and growled lowly into her ear, his voice sounding like deep, vibrating thunder.

"Well, Lan Lan... if you want it this badly, I will give it to you. But you have to promise me one thing. You must tell me if it hurts even a little bit. I don’t want to hurt you. My sweet female..."

His voice was so sexy and deep that Su Qinglan felt her toes curl. She didn’t have the energy to explain that the only thing "breaking" her was the massive headache in her skull.

She just closed her eyes and nodded frantically.

"I’m fine, I’m fine! Just... hurry!" she whispered.

To speed him up, she reached down and arched her body, grinding her stomach against his firm abdomen. The sudden contact was so intense that Hu Yan let out a muffled curse.

"Lan Lan! Why are you in such a hurry?" he gasped, his muscles tensing up.

He wanted to take it slow, to savor her and make sure she was comfortable since it was her first time after the cubs were born. He wanted to be a gentle, romantic tiger.

Su Qinglan, however, was literally screaming in her mind.

Hu Yan! If I don’t hurry and get that energy boost, I might actually pass out from the pain! While you’re trying to be a gentleman, my brain is being poked with hot needles! Just get on with it!

She couldn’t say that out loud, so she just wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer, her face flushed and her breath coming in short, needy gasps.

Downstairs, the creak...creak...creak from the second floor suddenly became very...rhythmic.

Han Jue froze. His spoon trembled.

BANG!

He slammed it straight into the pot like it had personally offended him.

"That shameless tiger!" Han Jue snarled. "Absolutely shameless!"

The soup nearly jumped out of the pot in fear.

Shi Feng, who had been calmly leaning against the wall, slowly raised his head. His ears twitched once. Then twice.

"Amm...it is really loud," he muttered.

Before anyone could react, Rong Ye had already dropped everything he was holding.

"I’m going upstairs," he declared, eyes blazing.

Han Jue spun around. "HEY...what the hell are you doing?! Come back here!"

Rong Ye was already halfway to the ladder. He shouted back furiously, "That tiger has no shame at all!"

He pointed dramatically at the ceiling.

"He already has TWO cubs! TWO! And he still wants to mate first?!"

Rong Ye’s fox tail puffed up angrily.

"What if Lan Lan gets pregnant again, huh?! What if it’s another tiger cub?!"

He sucked in a sharp breath like he was about to cry.

"No! I want fox cubs!"

The cooking area went dead silent.

Han Jue stared at him.

"...What did you just say?"

Rong Ye turned around, eyes red and watery, full of resentment. "Don’t look at me like that! You KNOW how easily Lan Lan gets pregnant!"

He jabbed his finger at Han Jue’s chest. "We know it better than anyone! She got pregnant the FIRST time she mated with that tiger!"

His voice dropped into a whiny complaint.

"That damn Hu Yan always uses his position to suppress me... big body, big muscles, big..."

"STOP," Han Jue snapped. "That’s not the point!"

But then...

Han Jue suddenly froze.

Fox cubs?

His expression changed instantly.

Slowly, very slowly, he narrowed his eyes.

"Since when," he asked coldly, "did fox cubs come before wolf cubs?"

Rong Ye blinked.

The realization hit Han Jue like a thunderbolt.

Right.

He was the second beast husband.

The sly snake had already cut the line once.

If he let this fox cut in too...

Han Jue’s eye twitched.

"No."

Before Rong Ye could take another step, Han Jue lunged forward, grabbed him by the back of his clothes, and yanked him off the stairs.

"HEY! Let go of me!" Rong Ye yelled, flailing wildly.

Han Jue dragged him back like a wolf dragging prey.

"I can tolerate tiger cubs," Han Jue growled.

"But fox cubs before my wolf cubs?"

He threw Rong Ye back onto the floor.

"Over my dead body."

At that moment...

Creak.

The ceiling groaned again. Everyone froze.

Shi Feng quietly took two steps farther away from the stairs.

"...This house," he said calmly, "is about to collapse. Either from mating... or murder."

His face was stoic, but the redness in his ears betrayed him. And his tail was swaying gently behind him; Shi Feng didn’t even know when it appeared.

Han Jue and Rong Ye glared at the ceiling at the same time.

That damn tiger. They would kill him today.