Help! I transmigrated to a Beast World-Chapter 27: The Mark of the Beast (and a Snake in the Ceiling)

"H-Hei Yan....." she gasped, her hands bunching in the furs beneath her.

[DING! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)]

[System Analysis: Host’s hormone levels are spiking. Heart rate: 140bpm. Pupil dilation: Maximum. Advice: You’ve been running from these Alphas for weeks, but biology is a persistent mistress. Why not just enjoy the ride? He’s a 10/10 on the ’Beast World Hunk’ scale.]

Mate with him? the screen flashed in neon pink.

As Hei Yan’s lips moved to her neck, his hot breath making her shiver, Xin Yi felt her resolve crumble. The "Mating Fever" in the air wasn’t just affecting the men, it was pulling at her, too. She reached up, wrapping her arms around his thick, muscular neck, and let out a soft, tremulous moan.

"Yes," she whispered. "Yes, Hei Yan."

He let out a low, vibrating purr that she felt deep in her chest. He kissed her then, not a gentle kiss, but a ravaging, possessive one that tasted like salt and wild hunger.

Hei Yan didn’t waste another second. He pulled back just enough to look at her, his golden eyes glowing with a dark, primal intensity that made her feel like the only thing in his entire world.

With a low growl, he began to strip away the remaining deer-hide skirt she wore, his large hands trembling slightly with the effort to remain gentle despite his feral state.

When his skin finally met hers, the heat was staggering. He was like a living furnace. He pressed his chest against hers, the rough hair on his pectorals grazing her sensitive skin. Xin Yi arched into him, her senses overwhelmed by his scent, a mix of musk, rain, and the wild forest.

His hands traveled everywhere, mapping her body as if he were trying to memorize every curve.

He moved down, his lips trailing fire along her collarbone and down to the swell of her breasts. When he took one peak into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, Xin Yi’s head hit the furs back with a sharp intake of breath.

"Hei Yan, please......" she whimpered, not even sure what she was asking for, only knowing that the ache between her legs was becoming unbearable.

He moved between her thighs, his massive frame looming over her. The contrast was startling, she felt so small, so delicate beneath him, yet his eyes held a desperate kind of reverence. He entered her slowly at first, a low hiss of breath escaping his teeth as he felt her tightness. Xin Yi gasped, her fingers digging into the muscles of his back, leaving red crescents behind.

But the "Mating Fever" took over quickly. The slow pace gave way to a rhythmic, powerful drive. Each thrust was deep and deliberate, making Xin Yi’s world narrow down to the sound of their combined breathing and the slapping of skin on skin.

She felt her consciousness fraying at the edges, replaced by a white-hot pleasure that built and built until she was sobbing his name into the crook of his neck.

When the climax finally hit, it was like a tidal wave. Xin Yi’s vision went white, her body racking with tremors as she clung to him. Hei Yan let out a thunderous roar that shook the very walls of the stone chamber, his body tensing like a bowstring before he finally collapsed against her, his heavy weight a comforting anchor.

Afterward, as the adrenaline began to fade, Xin Yi lay tangled in the furs, her breath coming in ragged hitches. She felt like she had been hit by a very handsome, very muscular truck.

Suddenly, Hei Yan’s teeth sank into the junction where her neck met her shoulder.

"AH! STOP! OW!" Xin Yi screamed, her eyes snapping open as a sharp sting flared through her skin.

He held the bite for a few seconds before releasing her. He immediately began to lick the wound, his rough tongue soothing the sting. "Sorry," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. "I had to. The others... they need to know whose scent you carry."

[DING! (◕‿◕✿)]

[Notification: ’The Mark of the Beast’ has been applied! You are now officially off the market. Also, congratulations on the ’Soreness Level 99’ achievement. I’d offer you an ice pack, but I’m a digital interface, not a pharmacy.]

[Data Update: Host has chosen the Shadow Claw Tribe. Current status: Claimed.]

Outside the stone walls, the camp was in an uproar. Xin Yi could hear Feng Huang’s furious roar of rejection. The Tiger Alpha, realizing he had lost the race, let out one final, heartbroken snarl before stomping off toward the Tiger camp, reportedly to find a willing female and vent his "Mating Fever" elsewhere.

And Qing Lin? The Snake King simply vanished. One moment his cold, damp presence was looming at the door, and the next, the shadows were empty. He had slipped away into the night without a sound.

Hei Yan pulled Xin Yi back against his chest, his arms locking around her like iron bands. He kissed her again, his lips lingering on hers with a terrifyingly possessive heat.

"You’re mine now, little female," he rasped into her ear.

Xin Yi let out a tired, muffled hmm. She was too exhausted to argue about the ’possessive’ talk. She felt weak, and her limbs heavy and sore.

"Whatever," she muttered, her eyes fluttering shut. "Just let me sleep for a hundred years....."

As Hei Yan’s steady heartbeat lulled her into a deep, heavy slumber, the room fell silent. The fire in the hearth flickered low.

One hour passed. Then two.

Suddenly, the blue screen of the System flickered to life in the darkness, flashing a violent, strobe-light red.

[!!! ALERT !!! ALERT !!! (╬ Ò﹏Ó)]

[WAKE UP, HOST! WAKE UP!]

Xin Yi stirred, a groan escaping her lips. "Five more minutes..."

[NO! NO FIVE MINUTES! DANGER DETECTED!]

[The ’Snake King’ has bypassed the perimeter! He is currently inside the ventilation shaft, wait, you don’t have those, he’s in the ceiling! HE IS IN THE CEILING!]

[Host! Your Panther mate is in a deep ’Post-Mating’ coma! He isn’t waking up! WAKE UP! THE SCALY ONE IS APPROACHING!]

[WAKE UP!!!!!!]