Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off-Chapter 446: Patting the Wrong ‘Baby’ [M]

Shi Feng looked up at the blue sky; a mischievous thought entered his mind. He began to snicker quietly to himself.

He could just imagine the faces of the other husbands back at the cave.

They were probably covered in sticky cub drool right now, changing furs or dealing with the little ones’ tantrums.

They had been the ones to kick him out of the cave earlier, teasing him because he wasn’t officially "mated" yet.

They had claimed it was for his own good, so his first time with Lanlan would be sacred and private, but Shi Feng knew they just liked to see him suffer a little.

Let them take care of the cubs! He thought with a smug smirk. While they are being climbed on by grumpy cubs, I am here on an island with our beautiful female.

He almost laughed out loud imagining their green, jealous faces when he returned.

He would make sure to tell them very slowly and with a lot of detail exactly how wonderful and peaceful their "private day" had been. It was his turn to be the lucky one.

"What are you laughing about?" Su Qinglan asked, sleeping against his chest.

"Nothing, Lanlan," he whispered, kissing the top of her head. "Just thinking about how much I love being your only lion today."

"Hmmmhm," Su Qinglan replied sleepily. The sun was just too comforting.

The sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the small island.

Su Qinglan, exhausted from the day’s excitement and the soothing warmth of the sun, finally drifted off into a deep, content sleep.

She felt completely safe, wrapped in Shi Feng’s strong, muscular embrace.

Shi Feng watched her with an expression of pure adoration. He moved as gently as possible, his heart skipping a beat as he lifted her into his arms.

He carried her into the small hut and laid her down on the soft bedding she had prepared. He didn’t want to leave her side for even a second, so he lay down right next to her, pulling her close.

As they lay there, Su Qinglan snuggled into him, her nose brushing against his chest. Shi Feng closed his eyes, intending to just enjoy the silence, but his body was wide awake.

In her dreams, Su Qinglan felt like she was floating on a soft, fluffy cloud. Suddenly, the cloud seemed to tilt, and she felt herself slipping. In a panic, she reached out to grab something to steady herself.

In reality, her hand landed firmly on Shi Feng’s rock-solid chest.

Shi Feng stiffened, his breath hitching. He watched through half-closed eyes as Su Qinglan, still fast asleep, began to explore.

Her small hand wandered over his solid muscles before sliding down to trace the deep ridges of his eight-pack abs.

Shi Feng’s face turned a shade of red that put the sunset to shame. He dared not move a single muscle, terrified that even a twitch would wake her up and end this delicious torture.

Su Qinglan’s hand continued its journey, wandering lower and lower until her fingers grazed his mermaid line.

Shi Feng’s heart hammered so hard he was sure she could feel it. He squeezed his eyes shut, his entire body trembling as her fingers accidentally dipped into the waistband of his hide.

He nearly shrieked when her warm fingers made direct contact with his skin. He groaned inwardly, his mind spinning.

Is she doing this on purpose?

Is she awake and teasing me? He wondered frantically.

Whatever the case, he was losing his mind. Unable to help himself, he let out a low, shaky breath and instinctively thrust forward into the warmth of her palm.

At that moment, Su Qinglan’s brow furrowed in her sleep. She let out a soft murmur.

"Baby, don’t move... sleep," she mumbled, her voice thick with dreams. "Mommy is patting you..."

To Shi Feng’s utter horror and confusion, she then began to gently pat him...exactly the way she patted the cubs when they were being fussy in the middle of the night.

Shi Feng froze. He looked down at his lap, then at his sleeping female, his eyes wide and helpless. Was she... was she really treating him like a cub? Was she "petting" him to sleep?

He felt absolute embarrassment and uncontrollable desire. He was a fierce lion warrior, a hunter of the plains, and here he was, being "shushed" and "patted" like a toddler.

"I am not a cub, Lanlan," he whimpered under his breath, though he didn’t pull away.

Despite the hilarious misunderstanding, his body had its own ideas. He groaned again, leaning into her touch. Even if she thought she was soothing a baby, her hand was doing wonders to his sanity.

Su Qinglan, seemingly satisfied that her "baby" was settling down, continued to stroke him in his sleep, her touch light and rhythmic.

Shi Feng buried his face in her messy hair, biting back a loud moan. He was being babied by the woman he loved, and he had never been more frustrated or more happy in his entire life.

The pressure in the small hut seemed to rise as Shi Feng’s self-control finally snapped.

Every time Su Qinglan’s hand moved in that rhythmic, "patting" motion, it sent jolts of electricity through his entire body.

He had dreamed of this feeling every single night since the first time she had ever touched him.

He had yearned for her to give him that "lesson" again, but the other husbands were always around, guarding her like hawks.

Now, even though she was half-asleep and treating him like a restless cub, he wasn’t about to let this favor slip away. He leaned into her warmth, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he thrust forward again and again into her soft palm.

He was practically clinging to her, his forehead pressed against her shoulder as the pleasure built into an unbearable peak. Sweat was almost dripping from his forehead as he held back all those noises.

Suddenly, his whole body shuddered violently.

A low groan escaped his throat as he finally released everything into her hand. He collapsed against the bedding, his muscles twitching with a deep, post-bliss exhaustion.

But the silence only lasted a second.