Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off Chapter 795: Four Shirtless Husbands?! [M]

Su Qinglan stood frozen at the entrance of the sacred pond, her big eyes wide open as two heavy, steaming trays of cakes balanced helplessly in her hands.

Sitting in a wide circle on the grassy bank near the glowing water were her four beast husbands...Hu Yan, Han Jue, Rong Ye, and Shi Feng.

Because of the intense, scorching heat generated by their deep cultivation and the diluted divine water, none of them were wearing their usual robes.

In fact, they were completely bare-chested! The only thing covering them was a single, exceedingly small piece of thin cloth wrapped around their waists.

All four of them had their eyes tightly shut, their jawlines locked in deep concentration as they mobilized their roaring spiritual energy.

Their sculpted, perfectly chiseled bodies were dripping with sweat!

Clear moisture droplets beaded along their sharp foreheads, glided slowly down their defined chins, and trickled over their broad chests and rock-hard abdomens before disappearing into those tiny waist wraps.

The sunlight hit the thin sheen of sweat on their golden skin, making them look like four breathtaking, glistening male gods descended from the heavens!

Su Qinglan’s mouth stayed wide open, her brain completely short-circuiting on the spot.

Where... where on earth did I just walk into?!

She completely forgot about the heavy wooden trays she was holding. Her eyes darted wildly from Hu Yan’s broad, muscular shoulders to Shi Feng’s golden lion-like chest, then over to Han Jue’s sleek, dangerously attractive frame, and finally to Rong Ye’s cut, flawless abs.

Even though she had been intimate with every single one of them and had seen them naked plenty of times, seeing all four of them together in one place...glistening, bare-chested, deeply focused, and looking dead-drop gorgeous was a completely different story!

Su Qinglan felt a sudden, terrifying rush of heat flare up from her chest straight to her cheeks!

Her blood was literally boiling inside her veins, and her nose felt suspiciously itchy, as if a nosebleed was about to burst out at any second!

Her wild thoughts were screaming at her to throw those cakes into the grass, pounce straight into the middle of their circle, and tackle all four of them onto the soft ground right then and there!

Before Su Qinglan could even turn around to run, the heavy trays were smoothly lifted right out of her trembling hands and set down on a nearby carved stone table.

Suddenly, a warm, broad chest pressed flush against her back, and a deep, teasing voice echoed right against her ear.

"Is my Lanlan in heat?"

Su Qinglan gasped as a low, wicked chuckle vibrated through his chest.

An Mo dipped his head down, sniffing deeply around her delicate neck and shoulders. His lips curved into a sly grin as he murmured softly, "So sweet... and so terribly aroused."

Su Qinglan’s face exploded into a violent shade of red! She whipped her head around, coming face to face with An Mo’s wickedly handsome, smiling face.

"An Mo! What on earth are you talking about?!" she squeaked out, trying to push his broad chest away.

An Mo let out a low laugh, his dark eyes flashing with pure amusement and mischief.

"Am I talking nonsense? Let me prove it to you."

Without giving her a single second to react, An Mo effortlessly scooped her up into his arms in one swift motion. He carried her over to a massive, ancient tree right beside the clearing and pinned her gently against the thick trunk.

RIP—!

In one smooth, swift move, her silk undergarments were completely torn away!

Su Qinglan went wide-eyed in total shock, slapping his arm in a panic. "An Mo!"

An Mo only smiled slyly, leaning his head down close to her lower body and inhaling deeply. A dangerous, playful glint sparkled in his eyes as he looked up at her flushed face.

"My Lanlan is so wet," he whispered wickedly, his deep voice dripping with teasing affection.

"I never knew that just watching those four sweating fools over there would get you so excited."

Before she could form a coherent sentence, An Mo slipped one long, warm finger straight inside her slick core!

"Ah...!" Su Qinglan’s entire body shivered violently at the sudden, electrifying touch. Her toes curled as a surge of intense heat rushed straight down her spine.

An Mo gently swirled his finger inside her, continuing to tease her without mercy.

He leaned closer, resting his forehead against hers as he murmured softly, "I am suddenly so jealous of them. Should I also go strip down and jump into the pond so you can lust over me like that?"

"N-There’s nothing like that!" Su Qinglan protested, her face burning like fire as she glared at him with watery eyes. "I just... I just felt hot because of the oven!"

An Mo chuckled darkly against her skin, his thumb lightly caressing her sensitive center.

"Keep lying, my little liar. I know you. You wanted to throw those cakes away and pounce straight onto them."

He pushed a second finger deep inside her warm, tight folds, stroking her with deliberate, agonizingly slow rhythm.

Su Qinglan gasped aloud, her small hands frantically clutching his broad shoulders for support as her legs dangled helpless in the air. Her mind went completely hazy from the overwhelming pleasure washing over her.

An Mo looked over his shoulder toward the sacred pond, where Hu Yan, Han Jue, Rong Ye, and Shi Feng were still completely locked in deep, silent meditation, completely oblivious to the world around them.

"Too bad," An Mo whispered back into her ear, his grin becoming impossibly more wicked.

"They are completely deaf to their female’s deep longing right now. But don’t worry... I am more than happy to satisfy you in their place."

Su Qinglan’s eyes widened in utter embarrassment as she clutched his hair. "H-Here?! Right in front of them?! An Mo, aren’t we being way too shameless?!"

They were sitting right there, working so hard to break through their cultivation limits, and she was going to do something so wildly scandalous right in front of their faces?!

The sheer embarrassment made her heart pound wildly against her ribs, but as An Mo’s fingers continued to stroke her intimately, her body betrayed her, sinking deeper into his wicked embrace.