Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 333: Awakening (Bonus - )

Shen Ci’an’s lips pressed against Su Muyao’s ear, gently nibbling, a tingling sensation spread through her body, making her legs even weaker.

Yet Shen Ci’an’s hands were strong, holding her firmly against his embrace.

The hand placed on her waist radiated a scorching heat, causing her skin to tremble through the fabric.

Su Muyao let out a soft moan and lifted her head to meet his enchanting eyes, as if they carried a vortex, ready to consume her heart and soul.

"Wife, is it alright?"

Shen Ci’an’s lips moved from her ear to the corner of her lips, slowly teasing her.

His voice was husky and light, an undertone of restrained endurance, filled with a strong sense of possession.

His throat moved, enchanting and seductive.

Su Muyao’s face was burning hot, and she couldn’t help but throw her arms around his neck, whispering, "Yes."

Upon hearing this word, Shen Ci’an lifted Su Muyao and gently placed her on the bed, looking down at her, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, overflowing with affection.

At this moment, Su Muyao’s icy skin and jade bones, with eyes full of water, were stunningly beautiful beyond words.

The fragrance on her was sweet but not overwhelming, captivating all his heart.

His eyes could see nothing else, only his wife.

Su Muyao could feel Shen Ci’an’s captivating gaze, a single look seemed to ignite her.

"Ci’an..."

"Wife, don’t rush, whatever you want, I will give you, even my heart."

He only wanted to look at her properly, to gaze at her a little more.

Entering the Holy Land beneath the altar, he didn’t know when he would come out again.

He thought he would miss her madly.

Su Muyao gently patted his chest, "Who wants your heart, obviously it’s you..."

Shen Ci’an gently caught her hand and placed it against his lips, "Yes, it’s me, I want to look at my wife more."

Su Muyao said, "There will be plenty of time in the future to see."

Though she said so, Shen Ci’an felt that after merging with Xuan Che, his feelings might change.

"Wife, if I merge with Xuan Che and gain past memories, maybe my personality will change a bit, will you still love me?"

Su Muyao only then understood why he was like this, and softly said, "So that’s what you’re worried about, but I know you are you, even if you merge, you are you, and isn’t Xuan Che also you?"

Shen Ci’an had the Mind Reading Technique, able to read minds at close contact, but he knew his wife disliked this method, so he closed it before her.

"Then my wife must always think of me."

"Alright."

Shen Ci’an couldn’t help but ask, "Wife, do you love me?"

"Love."

He couldn’t help wanting to ask her who she loved most, but knew better than to ask.

He was not greedy, as long as he was in her heart, it was enough.

"Tonight, I will use my way to make sure you remember me well."

His fingers gently moved, taking out the hairpin from her hair, letting her long hair fall gently.

The Blood Clan had the best night vision at night, so he could clearly see her face tinged with a shy blush, bright and yet shy, just looking at him, filled with tender and untold gentleness.

Making his rationality gradually lose control.

Yet he restrained himself, ignoring the surging waves in his heart, treating her with gentle tenderness.

His breath fell upon her brows and eyes, focused and deeply affectionate.

-

Xuan Che, after drinking the soul-restoring medicine, lay down to rest, feeling somewhat better.

Just as he was about to rest, a peculiar and subtle sensation surged from his tailbone, disrupting his breathing.

He realized something, as if struck by lightning, and sat up abruptly.

"He... they..."

Xuan Che had lived a life of pure heart, never having thoughts of romance or love.

But even he couldn’t remain oblivious to what was happening now.

Shen Ci’an was originally a body formed from his Essence, intrinsically connected to him.

Only before, due to the distance, there wasn’t any sensation between them.

But the closeness meant within a certain distance, they would share sensations and feelings.

Xuan Che sighed softly, closing his eyes, his long, cold, white fingers pressed lightly over his eyes, attempting to calm himself down.

But it was no use.

The intense sensation continued to spread throughout his body.

That unique sense of physical and mental pleasure was entirely unfamiliar.

Gradually, a bloodthirsty yearning was awakening, making his dormant fangs faintly tremble, a familiar parched sensation swelled in his throat.

Engrained in the Blood Clan’s inheritances, something was awakening.

Since becoming only a soul, he hadn’t triggered the Blood Clan’s nature for a long time, not having thirsted for blood in years.

Moreover, when the Blood Clan was still present, his power could already suppress this instinctual nature.

But tonight, he faintly sensed the aura of blood.

Before long, his throat was filled with this sweet scent, an almost captivating fragrance.

His rationality buzzed in his mind, like a taut bowstring.

As if some sound echoed in his ears.

"Does my wife like it? Tell me, and I’ll release you."

"Li... like..."

At this moment, the female voice seemed tinged with a slightly mournful tone.

This sound, this fragrance.

His rationality was aflame, making him immerse himself uncontrollably in this temptation.

His fingers gripped the bedhead tightly, turning more transparent under the strain of restraint.

-

At daybreak the next day, Shen Ci’an reluctantly released Su Muyao.

He went to the kitchen room to prepare some food.

Having prepared the food, Shen Ci’an went to see Xuan Che.

Seeing Xuan Che’s form becoming more transparent, he was startled, his face turning pale, "You... in just one night, you’ve grown so weak?"

His soul almost couldn’t form a shape anymore.

Xuan Che’s eyelids lifted slightly, casting a faint shadow under his long lashes.

He glanced at Shen Ci’an, waves like ripples appearing in his eyes before quickly disappearing.

He sighed lightly, seeming to want to say something, but not knowing where to start.

"Did you hurt Miss Su last night?"

He had troubled her for the entire night, could she withstand it?

The bloodthirsty nature of the Blood Clan was the hardest to restrain when moved by passion, the deeper the feelings, the less control over rationality.

Normally, only a female from the Blood Clan would be suitable to become the wife of a blood clan male.

But since Miss Su wasn’t a Blood Clan person, he was worried...

However, thinking about it, Shen Ci’an was essentially him, was he inherently this crazy?

Sincerely enthusiastic about these things?

Shen Ci’an lazily said, "I love her too much to hurt her."

His words were truthful.

Xuan Che helplessly reminded, "She is not a Blood Clan female."

Shen Ci’an paused for a moment, looking carefully at Xuan Che, seeming to have understood something, "I see, you must have detected the scent of blood."

"Rest assured, I can control my Blood Clan nature now, I love her and couldn’t bear to hurt her in the slightest."

"Some things should be tasted just a little."

It was only because he loved her deeply, he would thirst for blood a little bit.

"Besides, I fear that after entering the Holy Land, with time passing so long, I will miss her more intensely, naturally wanting to leave something mingled in bone and blood, engraved in my heart."

He didn’t want his long absence to make his wife forget him.