Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

An Mo quickly curbed his nervousness and clumsy embarrassment. Beneath his confident exterior, he was nervous as hell. He definitely did not want to embarrass himself further or leave a bad impression on her during their very first time together!

To distract her from his tiny slip-up, he immediately captured her lips in a deep, fiery kiss. He slid one of his large, strong hands beneath her hips, gently elevating them while keeping his mouth firmly locked onto hers.

Positioning himself at her slick entrance once more, he took a deep breath and pushed forward with one smooth, deliberate thrust, sinking all the way inside her wet core.

Both of them gasped loudly into the kiss.

The sensation was absolute, pure heavenly bliss.

An Mo froze completely, utterly stunned by how warm, tight, and intoxicating she felt wrapped around him. His breath came out in hard, ragged gasps against her cheek, his muscles locked tight.

Su Qinglan was equally stunned, her eyes wide as her nails dug sharply into his broad shoulders. She tried to adjust to his thick, solid length, her core instinctively contracting and clenching around him in sweet waves.

An Mo gasped out loud at the intense pressure, his fingers digging into her hips. He slowly pulled himself back out before thrusting deep inside her once again.

So this is heavenly pleasure... he thought to himself, gritting his teeth against the sheer intensity of the sensation.

He began a steady, powerful rhythm, plunging into her over and over.

Su Qinglan rocked beneath him with every deep thrust, her delicate hands clinging to him for dear life as the overwhelming waves of pleasure swept both of them away.

"Lanlan... I love you so much," An Mo muttered, his deep voice trembling with raw, unrestrained emotion as he continued to thrust inside her.

Su Qinglan’s heart swelled. She reached up, pressing a soft, sweet kiss against his flushed cheek.

"My sweet angel..." she whispered, her voice breathless and full of tender affection. "I love you too."

An Mo’s eyes flashed with pure delight.

A brilliant, breathless smile broke across his face. He reached down, hooking one of her slender legs over his shoulder, and plunged inside her even harder and deeper than before.

"An Mo!" Su Qinglan screamed his name out loud, her voice ringing sweetly through the quiet pavilion as they completely surrendered to each other, lost in the chaotic, beautiful harmony of their love.

Su Qinglan’s eyes fluttered open as she let out a sharp gasp.

Her gaze widened in complete awe as she realized two enormous, majestic wings had unfurled from An Mo’s back, gently cocooning both of their bodies in a soft, heavenly shield while he continued plunging deep inside her.

The wings were stunningly beautiful, shimmering with a soft celestial light.

Her trembling hand reached out, her fingers instinctively itching to touch the velvety, soft feathers.

The second her fingertips brushed against his wing, An Mo gasped violently! His hold on her waist tightened even more, his golden eyes burning with a dark, hazy lust.

Leaning down until his lips brushed against her ear, he whispered softly, "Lanlan... do you know what kind of angel I am?"

Su Qinglan shook her head weakly, her voice completely lost to the waves of pleasure. She truly didn’t know.

An Mo chuckled deeply, a dark, teasing smirk playing on his lips. "I am an angel of lust and desire, or you can say fertility."

Su Qinglan’s eyes widened in sheer disbelief! She glared at him through her hazy vision, completely unconvinced.

What nonsense! Were angels even divided into such strange categories? He was definitely lying through his teeth just to fool her!

She gave him a sharp, accusatory look, her fingers reaching out to give his hard waist a firm pinch. "You’re making things up..."

An Mo chuckled softly at her indignant pinch, his rhythm never slowing for a second as he leaned in to kiss her trembling jawline. "I’m not lying, my love," he whispered, his voice full of playful danger. "You’ll see soon enough."

Su Qinglan didn’t quite understand what he meant by those words in that moment. Her mind was far too foggy, completely consumed by the intense heat of their mating.

However, over the next few days, as he relentlessly refused to let her leave the bed, she would definitely come to realize the exact, exhausting truth behind his words.

An Mo finally came to a gentle rest above her, his massive, shimmering wings still curved forward, wrapping them both in a warm, ethereal cocoon that blocked out the rest of the world.

Heavy, breathless gasps escaped his chest as he slowly eased his weight off Su Qinglan, supporting himself on his forearms so he wouldn’t crush her.

Su Qinglan lay beneath him, her skin flushed a rosy pink and glistening under the soft celestial light of his feathers. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, her mind still floating in a hazy cloud of absolute exhaustion and lingering bliss.

Slowly, An Mo pulled back just enough to look at her.

His trembling fingers reached up, gently tucking a few stray, damp strands of hair behind her ear.

"Lanlan..." he murmured, his voice low and raspy, thick with emotion. "Are you... are you alright? Did I hurt you?"

Su Qinglan looked up into his golden, luminous eyes. Seeing the slight worry laced through his intense affection melted away any lingering fatigue she felt.

A soft, breathless smile bloomed on her lips. She reached up, cupping his warm cheek with her hand, her thumb gently tracing his cheekbone.

"I’m more than alright," she whispered softly, her voice still a bit tender. "You were... amazing, An Mo."

An Mo’s expression softened instantly. A brilliant, almost boyish smile broke across his face, his golden eyes sparkling with pure, unadulterated joy.

"I love you," he whispered again, the words echoing like a sacred vow in the small space formed by his wings. "So much, Lanlan. I never knew... I never imagined anything could feel like this."

"I love you too," Su Qinglan replied, her heart swelling so full it felt almost painful.

As Su Qinglan’s fingers idly slid down his back, trailing softly over the base of his wings once more, she felt the muscles along his broad shoulders instantly lock up.

An Mo let out a sharp, ragged intake of air.

Su Qinglan blinked, looking up at him in surprise, only to see the tender, soft look in his golden eyes rapidly darkening once again. The hazy, intense amber fire of desire flared back to life, hotter and far more ravenous than before.

He didn’t pull away. In fact, he shifted, his hips settling back down with deliberate, agonizing slowness against her slick core.

Su Qinglan gasped, her eyes widening as she felt his rapid, effortless hardness returning, pressing intimately against her.

"An Mo...?" she squeaked out, her voice trailing off as a dark, dangerous smirk slowly spread across his handsome face.

"Remember what I told you earlier, my love?" he purred, leaning down until his lips brushed teasingly against her sensitive earlobe, his breath hot against her skin. "I told you I’m an angel of desire..."

"You... you were serious?!" Su Qinglan gasped, her cheeks burning as she tried to give his shoulder a weak push, though her body betrayed her by instinctively melting back into his heat.

"Dead serious," An Mo chuckled darkly against her neck, his large hands sliding down to firmly grip her hips once more, lifting her slightly to align them perfectly.

"And one round was nowhere near enough to satisfy how much I crave you."