Every Beast Needs a Beauty

[Warning R-18: This chapter includes scenes not suitable for young audiences. Reader discretion is advised.]

Chapter 3

Her hands busily palmed her bouncing peaks as wicked thoughts filled her mind.

'Oh fuck! I hit the jackpot with this tiger bastard. Not only is he strong and devastatingly handsome, but he also carries a big load. He is by far the biggest, ugh, bigger than that lousy and incompetent Tar.'

A devilish smirk curved her lips as she reminisced about her previous encounter with the brown wolf—the second-in-command of the mountain pack she had been sent to by those meddlesome old fogeys of Saturn's council.

'Now that I'm pregnant with his cub, I can keep him bound—just like the wolf before him. As long as I can get them wrapped around my fingers, I'll be able to have force on my own and settle in a more comfortable place.'

In Yemane's eyes, the mountain is too cramped and distasteful for her. The city is where she belongs! Why must she be tossed in this godforsaken place while her sister is out there enjoying her life as a pampered princess?!

Yemane felt sour but she quickly masked her discontent with a sultry moan.

"Ah, so good! Ah~"

No matter what, she must pleasure this man until he can no longer live without her touch. With a powerful beast like him by her side, it won't be long until she leaves this daunting place full of bugs and mosquitoes!

"Oh, Nuru! Ugh," Yemane moaned shamelessly as if her insides were dancing with pleasure from every thrust hitting her spot. "Darling, you're treating my womb so well. Our baby… will be so happy with all the love you're pouring into me, ah fuck!"

In between her desperate moans and his hungry kisses, Wenshi who could hear them was left shaking and bewildered at the gloomy corner. The words sliced through Wenshi like a blade.

"They're... having a child?" Her breath hitched.

Then, what about her? What about her baby?!

At that moment, Wenshi felt her world finally collapse.

"Yemane," Nuru chuckled, still moving inside her, "you really are something. The women from Earth are on a different level. No wonder so many beastmen want to mate with you."

Yemane pouted, turning to face him without bothering to remove his rod from her body. She winced from turning but she barely flinched when she had faced him.

"Come on, you're not jealous, are you?" she teased, pressing a sultry kiss to his jaw. "I've been with you for almost two years now. If it weren't for my wolf cubs, I'd have given you little tigers long ago."

Nuru smirked, his fingers trailing down to explore her already used folds.

Felling his rough, callous fingers against her soaking walls without withdrawing his rock-hard pole, Yemane felt breathless and full. Her body jerked strongly as if something was tearing inside.

"Ahh! D-Darling—stop! Oh, shit!" she shouted dreadfully.

She clawed at his shoulders, caught between pain and pleasure. But she knew better than to fight him. She could only hold on, biting back her protests, waiting for the torment to pass and learn to embrace only the good part.

Once the waves of ecstasy subsided, she collapsed against his chest, gasping for breath.

'You shitty bastard!' she wanted to scream, but instead, the words that left her lips were feeble.

"You… bad boy," she panted acting a little coy.

Nuru let out a low satisfied growl, before gripping her chin roughly. His perky tongue dragged across her eyelids. The sensation was rough and abrasive, but she said nothing. She couldn't.

This was her investment. She couldn't afford to lose him!

Nuru released his grip and snarled caustically, "Jealous? Of a mere brown wolf?" He scoffed. "I only let him live so he could hunt for us and raise your cubs."

Thinking about Tar's haughty face slowly crumbling in exhaustion from raising his sickening cubs and filling their stomach, a smirk curled at the edge of his lips.

"The fool was stupid enough to step into my territory alone. But I won't complain." His grip tightened on her hips. "Bringing you home was the best decision I ever made. With you around, my cock has been well entertained these past two years."

"You're soft, tender, and loud in bed," Nuru licked his lips. But his amusement faded as his thoughts shifted to another. "Tch. Unlike my stoic wife."

The sneer in his voice was unmistakable.

"Fuck, that useless woman. She acts high and mighty, but in bed? She's nothing more than a stiff pole who never shows any sign of emotion." Whenever he thinks of her impassive gaze, he feels his pride as a man wounded.

"A predator who flinches at the mere thought of breeding." His scowl deepened. He used everything at his expense to woo her, thinking she would fulfill all his urges with her great body.

But what rotten luck?

"I barely touched her, and she was quick to get pregnant."

Worse, he could barely recall copulating with her or hearing how she would moan his name when pleasured. But how can he ask her to do it with him again when that bitch tucked away inside the fire vein below their lair and started nesting in there after realizing she was pregnant?

"It's been over two years…" Nuru mumbled hatefully. "Two fucking years but even now, she's too weak to bring my child into the world. That darn bitch! Nothing good ever happened to me after I mated with her."

Frustration burned in his veins. Once he caught a glimpse of the huge scar on his chest, Nuru's expression turned to an uglier shade.

"She's a damn eagle but cowers like prey in the face of my manhood."

Tracing lazy circles on his chest, Yemane giggled.

"Oh you poor thing," she cooed and turned mocking, "Even if she's pregnant how can she neglect her husband's needs? Yemane won't do that to you, darling."

'What a stupid woman. No wonder her husband cheated,' Yemane snorted. 'Saturn or Earth men are always the same. They think with their head, the one below their belts.'

"Darling, no need to care for that woman. I'm already with you..."