"O-okay?" she stammered, her brain short-circuiting. Is it okay? Is it really? Because I feel like I’m in a fever dream directed by a very confused god.
Before she could process his words, Han Jue leaned in and pulled her upper body into his arms, effectively sandwiching her between the two of them.
Then, he kissed her...deeply, thoroughly, and with a terrifying amount of focus.
Where am I? Who are these people? Su Qinglan thought sarcastically as her mind officially gave up and stopped working. Is this a marriage or a team sport? Do they have a scoreboard? Am I winning or losing right now?
Han Jue pulled back slightly, his thumb brushing over her swollen, wet lips. He watched her with an amused glint in his eyes as she stared up at him, her gaze misty and completely dazed.
He let out a low chuckle. "Lan Lan, you are so shy. Don’t you know how other mates do it?"
Su Qinglan blinked, her brain struggling to keep up with the physical sensations and the conversation. "What... what do you mean?"
Han Jue leaned in closer, his voice a smooth drawl. "In the beast world, it’s common for all husbands to mate with their female on the same day. Usually," he paused, giving her a wicked look, "all together."
Su Qinglan’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. Together? Like... at the same time?
She looked at him with a face full of pure, unadulterated horror. Han Jue only laughed at her "stupid" expression, reaching out to pinch her flushed, round cheeks.
"Yes," he said, his smile turning a bit more predatory. "But our Lan Lan is so shy. We haven’t done this yet because we wanted you to get used to our presence. We were waiting... until now."
He leaned into her ear, his breath hitching. "But it’s time we move to the next stage."
Su Qinglan felt like her mind was literally exploding. Mate with them at the same time? How do the females in this world even survive? She suddenly felt a massive wave of respect for the other women of this world. They weren’t just females; they were warriors.
"Ahh!"
She let out a sharp moan as Hu Yan, who had been listening to the whole exchange with a grin, suddenly pounded into her from behind with renewed vigor. The force of it sent her crashing forward directly into Han Jue’s firm chest.
Han Jue caught her easily, chuckling as he held her steady. Su Qinglan’s face turned a shade of crimson that shouldn’t even be biologically possible.
Fuck, she thought, her internal thought screaming. I thought I was getting experienced. I thought I knew what I was doing. But these men are maniacs!
She realized now she had been completely fooled by Han Jue’s "restraint" in the past. He had seemed so calm and shy before he finally got a taste of her. Now? He was looking at her like she was the main course, and he hadn’t eaten in years. He was even more of a "beast" than Hu Yan.
Han Jue didn’t waste any more time talking. While Hu Yan continued his relentless pace from behind, Han Jue began to strip off his remaining clothes. He pulled her upper body up so she was sitting upright on Hu Yan’s lap, sandwiched tightly between them.
The sensation was overwhelming. She had Hu Yan’s hard heat filling her from behind, and Han Jue’s powerful, muscular body pressing against her front. Han Jue tilted her head back and began to feast on her neck, his teeth grazing her skin in a way that made her toes curl.
"Lan Lan... look at me," Han Jue commanded softly.
When she opened her eyes, she saw both of them watching her. Hu Yan was breathing hard, his hands gripping her waist so tightly he left faint marks, while Han Jue’s hands began to roam over her breasts, teasing her nipples until she was crying out for mercy.
"You both... are too much..." she gasped, her head rolling back onto Hu Yan’s shoulder.
"We are just making sure the energy is absorbed properly," Hu Yan whispered into her ear, his voice thick with lust.
They worked in perfect synchronization.
When Hu Yan slowed down, Han Jue took over the intensity, kissing her breathless and using his hands to keep her at the edge of a climax.
Every time she thought she was about to pass out from the pleasure, one of them would move in a way that dragged her right back into the heat.
When Hu Yan finally pulled out after his final release, Su Qinglan thought she might finally get a moment to breathe. She was wrong.
Han Jue immediately cupped her entrance, his eyes dark as he growled into her ear, "You are not allowed to waste it, Lan Lan. This is the essence of a red-level core." He gave her a smile that, in her dazed state, looked absolutely devilish.
Before she could process that, Hu Yan suddenly bit the sensitive skin of her neck.
"Don’t worry," he whispered, his voice vibrating against her skin. "Mating with beast husbands is always beneficial for the child. It only makes them stronger."
Su Qinglan blinked, trying to clear her foggy head. "Stronger?"
"It gives the cubs the energy of the father beasts," Hu Yan explained, sucking on the bite mark he had just made.
"Energy that a female doesn’t possess on her own." As he spoke, his large hands found her swollen breasts, playing with them and pinching the buds until she screamed from the sheer, overwhelming pleasure of it.
This is absurd, she thought, her mind spinning. The logic in this world is insane. More mating equals stronger babies? Is that the biology here? Her innocent, modern conscience tried to tell her this was "unholy" or far too much, but her body was shouting something entirely different.
Looking at the two handsome hunks beside her, seeing the raw love and burning desire in their eyes...all directed only at her...she felt a strange sense of peace. For the first time, she truly felt like she belonged. This was her family. She wasn’t alone anymore; she had her loved ones, and she was theirs.
Her emotional moment was cut short when she felt Han Jue’s length rubbing against her entrance.
She looked at his intense expression and felt her face burn. Instead of pulling away, she leaned back into Hu Yan’s strong arms, her legs parting wide in an open invitation to Han Jue. Her "honey pot" gushed with juice just from the way he was looking at her.
"Fill me, Han Jue..." she whispered, her voice trembling and sultry. "Your Lan Lan wants to feel you inside."
Han Jue’s eyes turned molten hot. He didn’t rush. He rubbed his long length through her juices, stroking her slowly until she was squirming with desperate desire.
Hu Yan chuckled from behind her, pinching her nipples again. "What a naughty female," he teased. "You have such a big appetite, Lan Lan."
In a fit of playful anger, Su Qinglan bit down on Hu Yan’s finger as he stroked her wet lips. But the bite turned into a gasp of shock as Han Jue suddenly thrust deep inside her in one powerful move.
"Ahhhhhh!"
She threw her head back against Hu Yan’s shoulder, her back arching. "You both... are too much!" She cried out, her voice a mix of a moan and a complaint.
"You always bully me!"
Both men only chuckled, their voices deep and satisfied as they continued to shower her with the kind of "attention" only a beast husband could provide.