Chapter 165: His Ding a Ling. . . . Then answers
"Answer me, Ming Tao, what is that?" Mira asked again after his silence. Her tone was full of the kind of warmth that made a man submit and Ming was finding it hard to ignore her.
He held Mira more tightly on her waist to him to restrict her movement then raised one of his hands and put it at the back of his head, his eyes wandered everywhere else but on her. "Well. . ." He began, trying to avoid the conversation.
Mira’s brows furrowed. She knew he tried to constrict her movement but two could play this game. This man was forgetting that he was married to one of the most perverse beast women in this beast world and Mira knew just as easily to make him lose his composure with one single touch.
[I do not think you are one of the most perverse beast women, host. I think you are the most perverted one.
In fact, I am sure you rank number one and number two is as far as the sun to the ground!] system chimed.
Mira rolled her eyes, this was more reason why Ming Tao should be scared. She had made him lose his composure before with just her fingers and this time, she would do it again if it meant him speaking to her.
Mira slid her hand down his chest till it landed on his groin then she rubbed against his shaft in a slow, circular motion, allowing her fingers to feel every inch of him through the thickness of his attire. Mira tilted her chin up to face him. Her grin widened. "Well?" She asked.
Ming Tao’s lips parted but he let out a hitched exhale. He was slipping slowly and Mira knew it, that was good, he was falling right into her trap.
Ming Tao’s breath ravaged onto Mira’s face, his cheeks reddened and his breathing was heavy and slowed. Mira did not stop, more than anything, she enjoyed playing with her skinny cat and feeling him grow right into her palm down there.
It felt nice to know she had this much effect on him and she was covered with fur like sushi so that was even better. At this point, she had confirmed that she could be putting on rags and her husband would still look at her with love and lust.
[ Warning: Leading Cheetah Ming Tao’s pheromones are spreading out!
Leading Cheetah Ming Tao is currently at 100% horny levels. If host is not careful, he would take her here and now!] system chimed.
Mira grinned at the screen that popped in front of her. Perfect, she wanted to be claimed so badly and there was no way on beast world that she would stop now. It was strange, with Jia Hao, during her first pregnancy, Mira experienced severe mood swings yet in her second pregnancy, it seemed like everything had been suppressed down by her intense craving for a constant fuck and Mira could not tell if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
[Considering your purpose of transmigration, it is a good thing, host!
Sex will become much more pleasurable the more you fulfil your tasks! And with your husbands being high on libido, you would need that sexual hunger.
Great job!]
The hardness against Mira’s hand diverted her attention from System.
Ming Tao was completely red and he looked like his self control was hanging on a very thin thread. "Do you just have to?" He asked in a breathy tone.
Mira grinned. He liked it, if he did not, he would have stopped her midway or at least made a gesture to push her away. "I do." Mira said to Ming Tao. "I have free will and I choose to exercise it on my husband." Mira stuck her tongue out then made a slow trail across her front teeth, her grin remained on her face during this moment and her eyes stared deep into Ming Tao’s. "You have not stepped away nor complained so I can actually assume that you love having my hands on you, skinny cat."
Ming Tao felt his heart race in his chest. In fact, it felt like his heart was about to explode out of it. The heat that shot through his body and settled on his cock was a warning to him and he did not want to fight it. He wanted to be consumed by the heat and let it rule him. Although, for some reason, he could not help but feel. . . . shy.
Ming Tao let his hand off Mira’s waist and both of his hands buried his face as he tilted his head to the side. Mira blinked at this. Her head tilted to the side in confusion as she watched his head turn.
She could not believe it. This man who she had accidentally given a hand job, who she had kissed and whose tongue had tasted every single bit of her naked skin, the same man who had been inside of her and could do a detailed outline of her pussy walls if he wanted to was. . . . shy??? And by her touch?
Her husband was shy????
"Ming Tao. . . ." Mira called in a soft tone, she did not want to accept nor believe the thought that just ran through her head concerning her skinny cat.
Ming Tao groaned but did not take his hands off his face.
"Are you perhaps," Mira cleared her throat. "Abashed?" Mira asked.
Ming Tao let his fingers spread to reveal his eyes then he lowered his gaze to face her before covering his eyes again. "Don’t talk to me." Ming Tao blurted out.
Mira wanted to chuckle. Her skinny cat was shy. This was so cute. But his shyness did not stop him from letting her touch him, just like he did in the pride land.
"Oh, my husband, you have no idea the things I want to do to you knowing this." Mira worded, her tone husky. She remembered that Ming Tao was a masochist and touching him down there made her pussy pool too but she had not forgotten why she was playing with his ding a ling in the first place. Mira needed answers and she would get it from him first, then she would fuck him after.