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

Chapter 732 Getting what you want

Bai Wanwan saw his expression—clearly yearning for her, yet hesitant to make a move for fear of offending her.

She reached out, her fingertips gently tracing the exquisite lines of his jawline, then raised her head, arched her back, and tenderly sealed his unfinished words with her lips, thus igniting the prelude to this long night.

The moonlight quietly drifted into the room, mingling with the warm lamplight, enveloping the gradually rising warmth and love in a hazy and beautiful glow.

Jiaoyin's kiss was initially just a light, tentative touch, but with Bai Wanwan's gentle response, it gradually became urgent and burning.

His fingertips brushed against the fine folds of her bath towel, and the soft fabric silently scattered, revealing her smooth shoulders and exquisite curves.

The moonlight lingered on it, coating it with a layer of cool, soft light, which was then softened by the warm-toned indoor lighting.

Jiaoyin gazed into her eyes, his focus filled with reverence.

“Wanwan…” He grabbed her wrist and pressed her palm against his heart.

Through the thin fabric, the heartbeat beneath was clear and powerful, pounding against her palm, rapid and hot, betraying all her outward calm.

She didn't pull her hand away; instead, she applied slight pressure, feeling the vibrant energy of life.

With her other hand, she climbed up the back of his neck, her fingertips digging into his cool, smooth silver hair, and gently applied downward pressure.

Jiaoyin's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the tranquil, cold pool in her eyes was completely ignited, rippling with deep waves.

He leaned down, his kiss no longer lingering on her lips, but tracing a path down her slender neck, like a pilgrim kissing the trail of faith, filled with the thrill and passion of exploration.

The night breeze drifted through the not-quite-closed window, fluttering the hanging gauze curtains and carrying the faint chirping of insects from afar.

The subtle sounds only accentuated the tranquility of the room, with only the intertwined breathing gradually becoming disordered.

The moonlight shifted quietly, spreading from her shoulders to her collarbone, and then slowly sliding down her heaving chest.

Light and shadow flowed, split, and then merged again on their overlapping figures.

His silver hair fell down, intertwining with her black hair, making them indistinguishable.

At one point, he propped himself up, his back to the light source, his face hidden in the shadows, only his blue eyes shining brightly, churning with emotions as deep as the sea—emotion, longing, and perhaps even a hint of ecstatic joy at having his wish fulfilled.

Bai Wanwan raised her hand and touched his cheek, her fingertips brushing against a slightly damp spot.

She tilted her head slightly, welcoming all that he gave her with complete acceptance.

As the night deepened, the stars silently moved across the sky.

The dim light inside cast the last swaying, ambiguous glow, brazenly outlining the intertwined figures into a flowing silhouette. The undulating rhythm echoed the distant, windswept forest, ultimately settling into a synchronized, long sigh.

When everything settled down, Jiaoyin still held her tightly, his arms wrapped around her waist, keeping her close in his embrace.

His cheek was buried in the hollow of her sweaty neck, his breathing gradually becoming steady, yet still burning hot.

Bai Wanwan was extremely tired, her eyelids heavy, but she could still feel his occasional light kisses landing on her hair and shoulders.

She didn't speak, but moved closer to the reassuring heat source, her fingers unconsciously curling up to grasp a strand of his silver hair.

In this tranquility washed clean by the moonlight, the initial awkwardness and distance seemed to evaporate with the sweat and blend with the breath, quietly healing each other. Bai Wanwan never expected that Jiaoyin was usually so beautiful that she seemed otherworldly, possessing an ethereal and aloof air, as if she should only stand on the clouds or lie quietly under the moon, untouched by worldly affairs.

But when the tent was warm and the lamp was dim, he completely shed that unreachable veil, revealing the most primal and passionate nature of the orc male.

His almost greedy demands, tinged with awkwardness and eagerness, were interwoven with a breathtaking aggressiveness due to his extreme beauty, as if he wanted to devour every inch of her breath into his own bones and blood.

again and again……

Bai Wanwan was so exhausted that she drifted off to sleep, forgetting to take the recovery pill produced by the system as usual.

I slept very soundly, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already broad daylight. The warm sunlight shone through the gaps in the animal skin curtains, casting beams of light into the room, where tiny dust particles danced quietly.

As soon as I regained consciousness, I clearly felt the soreness and dull pain all over my body, especially in my lower back and the back of my neck.

However, even more noticeable than the soreness was the strong, warm, and firm embrace around her waist, and... a pair of hands slowly moving around her waist and back.

She tilted her head slightly, meeting those silver-blue eyes that were so close to hers.

Jiaoyin, unaware of how long he had been awake, was intently gazing at her sleeping profile, his fingers unconsciously massaging her waist.

Caught off guard by her open eyes, a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes as he realized he'd been caught red-handed. His wandering fingers paused instantly, settling properly at her waist, and a faint blush crept up his ears.

He coughed lightly, his voice slightly hoarse from the early morning, "Wanwan, are you awake? I... I'll rub your skin for you?"

Looking at his ethereal beauty, so different from the man who had been so aggressively demanding last night, Bai Wanwan felt a little guilty.

I found it somewhat amusing. I was genuinely feeling unwell, so it was good that he offered to give me a massage.

She lazily hummed in agreement, closed her eyes again, and surrendered her body to him in a more relaxed manner, appearing completely at his beck and call.

Seeing that she did not coldly push him away, but instead obediently accepted his closeness and care, Jiaoyin's heart was instantly filled with immense joy and satisfaction.

He carefully adjusted his position to make her more comfortable, and then, with utmost care and attention, began to massage her aching back.

His technique was a little clumsy at first, but he quickly found the knack for the right amount of force and position. His fingertips, with just the right amount of heat and pressure, kneaded the tense muscles and relieved the discomfort after excessive indulgence.

Jiaoyin suppressed the fluttering sensation from the delicate skin beneath her palm.

"Wanwan, does this hurt?" he asked in a low voice from time to time as he pressed.

"It's alright...it's quite comfortable." Bai Wan responded vaguely. Under his care, her body did relax a lot, and she even felt a little drowsy.

She let out a soft sigh, like a cat being stroked.

However, this soothing massage did not last long.

Perhaps it was the wonderful feel of the smooth skin sliding down her palm, or perhaps it was the alluring languid and dependent posture of the female in her arms, that made Jiaoyin's breathing gradually become heavier without her realizing it.

The hands that were originally massaging in a proper manner began to deviate from their course, tentatively wandering to the smoother curves of the skin, lingering there...

　I'm afraid of getting banned, so I've written it in a rather subtle, stream-of-consciousness style. I don't know if it will be banned, and if it is, I guess everyone will have to wait a while before they can read it again.

　　(End of this chapter)