The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 591 Desire for Exclusivity

Immediately afterwards, the stiffness melted away, turning into obvious guilt, and his eyes began to wander.

"Why are you unhappy? Is it because you see I'm in a bad mood?" Chief Rong's voice was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, but it sent chills down Bai Wanwan's spine even more than a direct interrogation.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself, "Oh no, I'm doomed. Last night, I was in the woods with Zhu Xiu... Did he see me?"

She quickly rallied, forcing a smile even brighter than the sunlight streaming through the window. She wrapped her soft arms affectionately around his neck, her voice sweet enough to drip honey: "How could that be? Seeing you is like the warmest sunshine warming my heart..."

"It's like the thrill of flowers bursting into bloom the moment the warm season arrives..."

She racked her brains, showering him with compliments, trying to overwhelm him with sweet talk.

Perhaps it was because her words were too exaggerated and ridiculous, or perhaps it was her eager and ingratiating appearance that pleased him, but the corners of the chieftain's tightly clenched lips finally curled up slightly, almost imperceptibly.

He raised his hand and gently pinched her delicate chin with his fingertips. The pressure was light, but it carried an undeniable air of authority, causing her to raise her head and gaze directly into his deep eyes.

"It's with this sweet little mouth of yours," his thumb caressed her lower lip intimately, his gaze burning and domineering, as if trying to draw her soul in, that you've made every man want to give his life for you?

Bai Wanwan felt her heart skip a beat as he stared at her with such aggressive gaze, as if she were about to fall into the vortex deep within his eyes.

She steeled herself, winked at him, and deliberately added a touch of allure to her smile. The upturned corners of her eyes seemed to have invisible hooks, precisely tugging at the chieftain's heartstrings: "And you? Are you willing to give your life to me?"

The chieftain's Adam's apple bobbed, and the darkness in his eyes deepened. "I don't have a life," he said hoarsely, with a resolute promise and burning affection. "Everything else is yours."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly leaned down and captured her red lips, which were opening and closing and uttering alluring words, sealing all the unspoken words in this deep kiss.

The rough, large hands, with undeniable strength, easily ripped aside her clothes, which were already somewhat disheveled from sleeping all night...

As the sunlight warms, light and shadow dance indoors.

Skin to skin, a collision of scalding heat and slight coolness, stirring up subtle shivers.

His kiss was like a brand, carrying an undeniable possessiveness, spreading from his lips to his neck, and then to deeper territories, igniting a wildfire wherever it went.

Like a small boat tossed about by the waves, she lost her way in the ups and downs, and could only rely on instinct to cling tightly to the only piece of driftwood in front of her.

The fingertips traced across the firm back muscles, leaving faint red marks—a silent invitation, and also proof of loss of control.

A damp, amorous scent filled the air...

Consciousness floated and sank in a scalding vortex, all thoughts were shattered and melted away.

Only the most primal senses and the tightest entanglement remain...

After a long while, the intense passion within the stone chamber gradually subsided.

Bai Wanwan was so tired that she didn't even want to open her eyes. Her whole body felt like it had been disassembled and reassembled, and her legs were so weak that she could barely stand.

However, the male on top of her remained energetic, his deep eyes still burning with an unsatisfied flame, clearly not yet satisfied. Sensing his restless advances, Bai Wanwan's alarm bells rang. She quickly reached out her soft hand and pressed it against his firm chest, her voice hoarse from the passion and tinged with a pleading softness: "Tonight... tonight, okay? If we keep going like this, it'll be dark soon. I... I want to go see the babies."

She felt a little guilty. She had just returned to the tribe and hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath before spending almost the entire day with two beastmen.

The chieftain let out a low groan of dissatisfaction. Instinctively, he didn't want to let her go, but reason told him that for the sake of long-term "sustainability," he did need to take a short break.

He suppressed his surging desire and finally loosened his grip slightly, but his large hands still held her slender waist tightly and did not let go immediately.

“You said you’d spend these next few days with me,” he lowered his head, his nose almost brushing against hers, his gaze fixed intently on her, his tone carrying a deliberate reminder, “Don’t forget.”

Bai Wanwan found his stubbornness both amusing and heart-melting. She raised her aching arm, cupped his angular face, and planted a soothing kiss on his lips, her voice soft and sweet: "Okay, I remember. Tonight, tomorrow night, the night after... only you can come into my room."

She made a clear promise, attempting to quell his current agitation with the promise of exclusive rights for the next few days.

This promise clearly pleased the chieftain.

The darkness in his eyes eased slightly, and he finally released her hand with genuine satisfaction, allowing her to leave.

As soon as she was free, Bai Wanwan almost immediately moved off him, her movements so fast it was as if she was afraid that if she was a second too late, this insatiable tiger would change his mind and pull her back onto the stone bed, keeping her stuck there all day.

The chieftain leaned against the animal skin cushion, his gaze fixed on his female as she quickly and chaotically put on her clothes.

Her figure was delicate and supple, her waist so slender that he could break it with a single hand, yet her full figure was curvaceous and extremely alluring.

He looked at the red marks left by his passion on her delicate skin, and his eyes darkened even more.

He never knew that his self-control, which he was so proud of, would be so vulnerable in front of her. Just watching her get dressed made the heat that had just subsided return.

It took immense willpower for him to resist the urge to pull her back into his arms. He watched helplessly as she dressed herself, turned back to give him a reassuring, curved smile, and then, like a light butterfly, quickly left the room.

Her figure quickly disappeared through the doorway. Chief Rong shifted his posture, suppressing his rising desire.

He slowly exhaled a hot breath, raised his hand to rub his temples, and felt helpless about his intense desire.

Forcibly clearing my mind of the recurring images took a while to calm down before it finally had some effect.

He quickly grabbed his robe, wrapped it around himself, and strode out of the room.

Because of the arrival of the foreign orcs, there are still a lot of things to deal with in the tribe. He needs to finish them as soon as possible so that he can have enough time to spend with Wanwan.

Before leaving, Chief Rong saw from afar that Xin Feng and Yin Ze were accompanying Wanwan, with their children surrounding her knees.

The scene was harmonious and beautiful, but the chieftain closed his eyes.

He found that the more he cared about Wanwan, the less he could bear to see her smile so sweetly at other men...

(End of this chapter)