The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]
Chapter 607: The Sexy Beast Awakens—R18

Chapter 607: The Sexy Beast Awakens—R18

"Flower..."

Xu Feng’s voice was ragged, barely more than a breath, the single word slipping past his lips as he struggled to catch his breath. His chest rose and fell in uneven waves, his body still trembling from everything that had come before.

The whispered word was almost inaudible, lost between the warmth of the room and the quiet hum of their breathing.

Xuan Jian, still hovering over him, arched a brow in mild confusion. "Hmm?"

Xu Feng swallowed, blinking slowly as he tried to gather his scattered thoughts. "Flower... sta—stamen," he finally managed, the corners of his lips twitching slightly as though the sheer effort of forming the words was its own battle.

He added one more name to the list! He was truly a talent, a wordsmith if you will.

Xuan Jian blinked once before a low chuckle rumbled in his chest. He leaned in slightly, his breath warm against Xu Feng’s damp skin as he murmured, "If you still have time to think about silly things, then clearly, I haven’t been doing my job well."

Xuan Yang, who had been lounging beside them, rolled his eyes with an exaggerated sigh. "Feng-er, must you always ruin the mood?"

Xu Feng’s lips parted, his breath still shaky, but this time, there was no teasing response, no playful quip waiting on his tongue.

Instead, his voice came soft, unguarded.

"I love you."

The shift in the air was instant.

Xuan Jian stilled, his amusement melting into something deeper, something heavier.

Xuan Yang’s lips parted slightly, his usual composed expression flickering.

Xu Feng’s fingers curled and released slightly in the sheets, his voice barely above a whisper as he continued, "I thought I could live without you both if I had to... but I don’t know if I can."

His throat tightened, the weight of his own words settling in his chest. "I want to be a good parent. I want to raise our children properly. At the very least, I thought that would be enough." He let out a slow, trembling breath. "But I don’t think I can go on without you both."

The silence that followed wasn’t empty—it was thick, full, charged with emotions unspoken but deeply felt.

Why were their I love you’s so heart-stopping?

The emotion was real, but maybe it was the weight of death, the echoes of past lives pressing down on them, that made these moments so visceral. It was never just about the words—it was about everything they had endured to say them, everything they had fought to keep.

Then, without hesitation, Xuan Jian dipped down, pressing soft, lingering kisses where he could, a trail of warmth along Xu Feng’s trembling skin. He wasn’t at his lips this time. No, he was perched lower, between the ger’s thighs, his devotion laid bare in every touch. It was reverence, worship, and a silent promise all at once.

Xuan Yang, who had just scolded Xu Feng for breaking the mood, didn’t roll his eyes now. Instead, his voice was quiet, steady. "Don’t leave, and I won’t either."

Xu Feng swallowed, his breath uneven. He knew how his "leaving" had shaken them—how it had fractured something in all of them.

He would never leave on his, if he could help it, never again.

The end. Sexy time over. Nope. It wasn’t quite over yet.

"Yes," Xu Feng exhaled deeply when the three fingers confidently rubbed against a thick knot deep inside him. It wasn’t complete pleasure, but it was close.

The toy Xuan Jian chose for their play was too big to go in on its own, even with the white lubricant Xu Feng had produced under Xuan Yang’s ministrations. Adding a healthy lather of "love jelly" or whatever Xuan Jian bought in those canisters specifically for him that helped with lubrication, it still wasn’t enough.

Jian had to expand him manually to fit the toy.

The air in the room was charged and thick with desire. Xu Feng could feel the lust coming off his men in waves.

Xuan Jian continued to rub against the ball of nerves deep inside him, seemingly enraptured in filling up the ger beneath him. His eyes were trained on Xu Feng as were Xuan Yang’s. It felt overwhelming. Xu Feng almost wanted to shut his eyes at the overwhelming sensations as the heat from the four eyes.

But he didn’t, and he wouldn’t. The sensations only heightened with his eyes closed. He’d learned that lesson long ago, and while it might be a game Xuan Jian liked to play, he wasn’t sure he could hold out long enough if he indulged in this way.

Xuan Jian was staring directly into the glaring ger’s eyes with his own grey ones. He was a predator too, the snake wasn’t the only one that liked to play in this way.

A moment later, Xu Feng felt crazed as he tried to maintain his control and continue their morning dance, but he wanted release. It was only fingers, they hadn’t gotten to the toys Xuan Jian promised. If they didn’t, he knew their play wouldn’t end.

There had been penetration earlier, but not with Xuan Yang—he wasn’t loosened enough. Penetration between them wasn’t always necessary for them to enjoy their ’spicy sleeps,’ but when a promise wasn’t kept, it always felt like their dance was incomplete.

"Hurry up!" Xu Feng growled as he tried to keep himself composed.

It was the early morning, and no one should be awake to interrupt them, BUT... but if they were interrupted now, it’d likely be a morning followed by a day where they were all on edge and unsatisfied.

Xuan Jian’s smile was the very definition of infuriating—smug yet oh so charming, like he had all the time in the world to tease.

His sharp jawline, accentuated by the soft glow of the firelight, made him look even more untouchable, the kind of man who could ruin lives with a single glance. His features were undeniably masculine—strong brows, deep-set eyes filled with mirth, and lips curved in a knowing smirk.

Xu Feng’s patience was never the best, and right now, that face deserved a kick. A well-placed one. Right to the chin.

Just before Xuan Jian became acquainted with Xu Feng’s foot, the large jade toy found its way past his entrance and moved steadily deeper into him, quickly reaching the first depth.

"Ahhhh!" Xu Feng couldn’t help but scream as the sensation of fullness overcame him. He’d easily taken the toy. It was one of the biggest they had, the one that mimicked Xuan Yang’s shape. Maybe he could take Xuan Yang now without any pain.

His body seemed to have already recovered. A ger’s body truly amazed him. How could he fit so much inside of him with only a bit of foreplay?

While his extended time away had made it harder for his body to reacclimatize, it wasn’t an impossibility. And now it was coming to pass.

"More! Please, more!" He couldn’t control his mouth anymore; all he wanted was pleasure and fullness. A mixture of afterthoughts from previous sessions and the pleasure of the moment seemed to synthesize and drive him to a point of insanity.

Xuan Jian obliged him willingly, moving the large jade object back and forth. He was truly talented in this game, stroking all the spots that made Xu Feng want to scream and cry. There was no shame tonight; he would beg as much as the Torann in front of him wanted.

Even as Xuan Yang broke his own restraints and began to shower his own attentions on Xu Feng’s nipples, Xuan Jian didn’t halt his ministrations. One continued thrusting the huge jade sword in and out of the ger repeatedly while the other licked, sucked, and nipped at his throbbing points.

No one paid any attention to his ’flower stamen,’ but he didn’t need their direct contact to help him to release from there. His breath was unstable, water in his eyes as he begged and thrust his body for them both, encouraging their actions as he grew closer and closer to a loss of everything.

Were all gers like this during sex? He didn’t know, but the way his men looked at him made Xu Feng feel like the sexiest thing on this planet. He was their sexy beast, their sexy dragon here to seduce them, to enthrall them fully.

It seemed like they were made to bring him pleasure, and that pleasure brought them pleasure. It was a high he could never get enough of.

"Haaah," Xu Feng moaned as the thick toy rubbed the special spot Xuan Jian had found, over and over again, all while staring into Xuan Yang’s dark eyes. The hot pressure building in his stomach was reaching overfull.

"Yess! Yes!" Xu Feng’s body spasmed as he released his seed, his eyes fluttering. "Agh!" He was only empty for a moment before his body was filled again, this time the cold object inside him carried a bit of heat, and he knew Xuan Yang had entered him.

When had the men switched positions? He wasn’t sure and didn’t care.

With a soft touch against his lips, he opened his mouth willingly before he felt Xuan Jian sheath himself inside, sliding down his throat with precision.

"Mmmm!" Both his men were inside of him, nice and hot. It was perfect. He wasn’t in control of their movements in this position, but he trusted them both. He relaxed as they thrust into him from both ends.

He’d just orgasmed, and his body was overly sensitive, but he didn’t want to stop and wasn’t sure he could even stop. His brain was foggy and slow, but all of him was willing.

Xu Feng held down his throbbing nipples, his brain could only compute the pleasure from both ends; the pulsating feeling from his two nobs was too much.

Last night was heated, but the morning was clearly endgame.