A Former Police Officer Who Died And Get A Second Life!-Chapter 87: His Mate

"I’m... going to release... all of it... inside..."

"Do it— you can— I’m already— I’m coming— ahh!"

"Ahh, Qiong Xing... kh—!"

As hot white liquid was pounded and released deep inside him, his breathing still uneven, his knees were lifted and he naturally fell back and resting against Elias’s chest.

"Sorry... I can’t... hold back anymore."

"I-It’s fine... Elias... you can... do whatever you like...!"

Between his spread legs, Qiong Xing’s own penis had risen again, bouncing and dripping with each thrust.

But there was no time to feel embarrassed.

As Elias drove upward from below, all he could do was cry out what he felt.

"Ah... ah... nn... ah... fuh..."

"Qiong Xing... Qiong Xing!"

There was no way he could overpower Elias in this state.

After spilling himself once, he was laid flat on his back and taken again in the missionary position.

"El-Elias... nn... Elias..."

The slapping of skin against skin grew louder, and with it Elias’s thrusts became faster and rougher.

With a low groan, he emptied himself deep inside once more.

In the room filled only with their ragged breathing, Qiong Xing opened his eyes and looked up.

The sweat beaded across Elias’s forehead, and his eyes gleamed intensely, like a beast locking onto its prey.

"...It’s okay. I’m okay."

As if those words were a signal, Elias flipped him onto his stomach, wrapped his arms around his hips, and thrust into him again.

What had already been poured inside sloshed and made wet sounds each time Elias slammed forward, echoing through the room.

"Nh—u—ah—ah—nn—ah—ya— it hurts—"

After being shaken like that for some time, he suddenly felt teeth sink into the back of his neck.

Qiong Xing’s shoulders jolted violently.

Elias seemed to pull away for a split second, but soon he bit down again, then licked the spot.

"Elias?"

"Bear with it... just a little..."

That was all he said.

Before Qiong Xing could even turn around, Elias bit down hard into his neck.

He thought he was only being gently nibbled on the neck, but suddenly Elias bit down without mercy, and at the sharp pain Qiong Xing’s hand gripping the sheets tightened instinctively.

At that moment, his body clenched inside as well, and yet more of the white fluid, he had lost count of how many times was poured into him.

"Elias... Elias, it hu... it hurts..."

He could tell that the sharp fangs unique to beastmen had broken his skin and were digging in.

Red stains slowly spread across the sheets, drop by drop, but he could do nothing to stop it and simply endured until, after several minutes, he was finally released.

"Now you’re finally mine. Qiong Xing, Qiong Xing!"

"Ah... nn... E–Elias... nn..."

Even as Elias licked away the blood, he resumed his fierce thrusting,l and unable to bear it, Qiong Xing collapsed forward, only to have his hips lifted high and shaken again.

"Nh... nn... u... Elias... nn... Elias..."

"Mine... you’re mine. My Qiong Xing, my... Qiong Xing!"

His belly already felt full from the semen being poured into him and even what overflowed and ran down his backside made him shudder with sensation.

Elias kissed his trembling back and when his chest was stroked, he reflexively tightened inside again, drawing out another release.

Although he asked for a break, saying he had reached his limit, Elias would not listen to him; when his sensitive spots were pressed, his body responded regardless, and Elias would not stop moving his hips until he finished.

Several times he felt like he might lose consciousness, but each time his neck would be bitten and licked, and then it would begin again.

He almost wanted to ask where Elias was finding such stamina.

"E–Elias... please... I’m begging... please..."

"Sorry... just a little more!"

It was only after five more times of being filled that he was finally released.

Forcing his slack body to move, he took out the necessary items from the bag and had them arranged on the table.

"Qiong Xing, here... Water."

"—Nn... haa... haa... more..."

Since Qiong Xing could not move, Elias fed him water mouth to mouth and looking utterly delighted as he did so.

"Take it slow. I’ve calmed down quite a bit too, so get some rest while you can."

Which meant it would continue.

"...Understood. If you’re hungry, there are sandwiches, so please eat."

"Sandwiches?"

He explained that they were slices of bread cut thin, with meat and vegetables sandwiched in between.

There were also some spread with jam, so Elias could choose whichever he liked.

Since he had learned that food would keep fine if stored in the bag, Qiong Xing had tried making them as an experiment and packed them to test how long they would last.

It seemed they had proven useful sooner than expected.

"...They’re good. And easy to eat—filling too."

Here, meals were normally eaten with knife, fork, and spoon, but in Qiong Xing’s current state it was impossible for him to hold such things, so he had thought of something simple and easy to eat by hand.

"I’m glad. When you’re done eating, could you help me bathe? If that’s difficult, a shower would be fine."

When he asked, just as Elias had said, he seemed calmer now and happily helped him into the bath.

"Is it always like this?"

Since Elias had mentioned two or three days before, Qiong Xing had assumed it meant being at it nonstop the whole time.

"No. When I was alone, it was just painful until it ended. But now... how should I put it? It’s not like it’s cured, but I feel calmer... like I’m satisfied."

Normally, he would spend several restless days desperately enduring urges that would not subside, but although Elias’s eyes still held that fierce glint, there was a sense of composure about him now, and he seemed genuinely happy as he took care of Qiong Xing.

"Maybe it’s because I have a mate now, or because Qiong Xing is my destinied mate—I don’t know. But both my mind and body feel lighter."