Apocalypse Villainess Transmigrates Into The Beastworld With Debt Chapter 71: I can’t sleep like this [18 ]

"You’re mine,"

Those were words Kulu would not dare say when he was in his right mind.

His pace was becoming even faster, his cock squelching in and out of her.

"The dragon and the fox... they aren’t here. Look at , Hana." He hissed. "Look at only , please."

The possessiveness transform ed into a desperate plea in the blink of an eye and Hana couldn’t help it. She looked.

She saw the beast in him—the falcon that dives from the clouds at terminal velocity. The falcon who would give his all to her, so long as he could hold a strand of her hair.

Their eyes t and sothing lit inside Kulu.

His thrusts beca relentless. He pounded into her, his cock hitting her cervix with every deep, heavy stroke. The pleasure was no longer airy; it was grounding, heavy, and all-consuming.

Hana’s head fell back against the stone. She couldn’t keep her composure any longer. Not when her body was being rearranged by a man who moved like a storm. It felt good, great in fact.

The way his cock was hitting insides... she wanted more.

"Kulu... more... harder!" she choked out.

He obeyed. He tightened his grip on her until it was almost bruising, his wings snapping open and shut with the force of his thrusts.

The friction at her clitoris was almost too much, and she felt an orgasm building that felt like it would shatter her bones.

This... is amazing. She was forced to admit as she felt it finally hitting. Her eyes rolled back as she scread into the night air, her body vibrating with a massive, soul-crushing orgasm.

Kulu roared—a high, sharp sound that echoed off the surrounding peaks—and released his sen with a force that made his entire fra shudder.

He held her there, pinned against the rock, his cock pumping loads of sen inside her and he grunted.

Once the tension faded, he pressed his forehead against hers, his breath coming in ragged, steaming gasps.

"Did I... Lose the battle, Hana?" he whispered, his voice trembling with the aftershocks.

Hana took a deep, shaky breath, her eyes slowly drifting back to focus. She looked at him—dusty, sweating, and looking more like a king than a soldier.

"No," she breathed, a small, genuine smirk touching her lips. "You definitely won that one."

Kulu smiled, a bright, triumphant thing that made him look younger. He kissed her deeply, a slow, possessive seal on the night’s work.

"Let’s go back," Hana said, though her voice was much softer now.

Kulu nodded, pulling out of her and she looked at the slick ss his sen and her fluid had caused. Her nose crinkled at the ss.

"On second thought." She looked up at him. "There’s a lake sowhere around here. Let’s go there to wash up first. I can’t sleep like this."

Kulu looked down at the slick evidence of his claim—the heavy traces of his seed and her fluids dripping down her thighs. For him, it was a mark of absolute victory, but he saw the way Hana’s nose crinkled.

Even on a mountain peak, she was the kind who hated a ss.

​"As you wish, Hana," Kulu rasped, his voice still thick and unsteady.

​He wrapped his leather skirt in place and then scooped her up, mindful of the sensitivity between her legs, and took to the sky.

This flight wasn’t like his usual tactical sprints. It was slow and steady. He held her tight against his chest, his head buried in the crook of her neck, inhaling the scent of her skin that was now entirely masked by his own musky, avian scent.

​He landed them at a small, hidden spring fed by a mountain waterfall. The moonlight made the water look like liquid silver. Kulu walked in until the water reached his waist, the chill drawing a sharp hiss from Hana’s lips as it hit her heated skin.

​"Easy," he murmured, gently letting her feet touch the sandy bottom.

​Hana didn’t wait for anything and began to scrub the traces of the night from her skin with her hands.

She wasn’t with the shampoo or soap, but the peppermint leaves at the side did just the job to help her feel clean.

Kulu stood a few feet away, the water rippling around his muscular thighs, his amber eyes dazed. He looked like he was still processing the fact that he had actually pinned her against a cliff and fucked her.

And not just that, he had held her breasts. They were so soft the feeling lingered in his hands. He wished he could touch them again.

He watched as they bounced with every movent she made and he gulped.

​"You’re staring again, Falcon," Hana noted, a faint, amused smile playing on her lips as she rinsed her hair.

​"I am," Kulu admitted, his wings drooping slightly into the water. "I am trying to understand what just happened. You are... more powerful than any enemy I have ever faced."

​Hana let out a cold laugh that echoed off the rock walls. "Well, maybe you should get off your warrior horses and recall that I am not an enemy to be won against and that I am your mate." She said.

Seriously, he is so gullible. How did he even survive the world until now? Was being a pushover male for the saint the only thing he had been up to?

"What happened just now wasn’t a battle, Kulu. It was a partnership. We mated because we are mates. Rember that."

​She walked over to him, resting her hands on his chest. The cool water against his radiating body heat felt incredible.

Looking into his eyes, she saw an unwavering loyalty that no point-system could fully quantify. The 25,000 points were a massive relief, but having this kind of devotion was becoming its own kind of currency.

This way, she would not have to worry about him stabbing her in the back.

​"Let’s go back," she said softly. "The dragon and the fox are probably driving each other crazy by now."

​Kulu reached for her hand on his chest and then brought it up to kiss it. She watched him, watch the fire in his eyes and then he nodded.

Hana wore her dress again and then he scooped her back into his arms before launching into the night sky, heading toward the glowing beacon of the den.

As they approached, the brilliant white LED light spilled out from the cave mouth—a sharp, artificial star in the dark wilderness.

​She saw the silhouettes of Caspian and Raiden pacing near the entrance, waiting to sight a red bird in the sky. When Kulu landed, the tension was thick.

Caspian growled, his nostrils flaring as he caught the fresh scent of Kulu all over Hana. Raiden’s green eyes narrowed, his nine tails puffed out in a silent, jealous display.

​Hana stepped out of Kulu’s arms, her hair damp and her expression unreadable. She honestly didn’t care if they tore at each other’s throats so they could do whatever as long as they did not disturb her sleep.

She walked past them into the den without a word.

​"The lights are still on, I see," she said, her voice cool and commanding. "Good. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow. So, get so sleep everyone."

That was the signal.

Once those words were said, it was mandatory for them to swallow their beef and leave it till the next day. Under no circumstances were they going to disturb Hana’s sleep.

"Hana, today was fun," Raiden said, his voice echoing from his side of the den. He was looking up at the white lights.

"Yes, Hana." Caspian added. "Will we make more miracles happen tomorrow?"

"First, the lights aren’t a miracle. And second," Hana said, her voice soft. "Yes, we’ll be making more amazing stuff happen so look forward to it."

The males felt proud. There was no place in the world that was as bright as their den tonight. And it would be like this for many more months.

Hana felt she could finally rest with no drama, her hand lightly caressing the bump on her lower abdon. By the morning, she would have her breakfast and then work out the kitchen section.

That was the plan. But... she should’ve known by now that her plans don’t always go according to plan in this world.

While her perfect plan was brewing in her head, as well as the debt current balance of -991,880, there were beastn from all corners where the light reached.

They were attracted to this light that acted like a beacon.

So by the morning, the front of the den was packed with all sorts of beastn. Those curious, those troubleso, those looking for a fight, those who wanted to get juicy gossip, and those who ca to see the three handso males that were sleeping in the den.

But despite all their diverse purposes for being there, they were all discussing one thing.

Who was the female that was gathering these powerful males and bringing these weird relics?