Exclusive Possession – CH 046

Chapter 46.​​*

Before us lay a seaside village.

The meadow, like velvet, stretched softly into the distance; delicate and brightly colored cottages stood among them; and a winding river flowed around the houses. Golden sunlight shimmered on the river’s surface.

Further out, a misty forest stretched as far as the eye could see, flat and seemingly endless. What lay on the other side of the continent remained completely obscured.

This scene, like something out of an oil painting, made me relax involuntarily. Just as I was about to marvel at how lucky we were to have survived such a calamity, I heard Yi Pucheng’s cool voice beside me: “Another strange place.”

Mu Xian replied in a hoarse voice, “Yes.”

I froze. Turning my head, I saw Yi Pucheng standing a few steps away from us, hands in his pockets, standing ramrod straight. His chin was slightly raised, his strong features exuding a natural arrogance. His dark, deep eyes were slightly narrowed, giving him a foxy, ambiguous smile.

Mu Xian stood beside me, his expression now normal. His hair was still damp and disheveled; his clothes were tattered. But his skin, washed by the sea, was as smooth and white as jade in the sunlight, making his dark features appear even more striking. His gaze was sharp and calm, also fixed on the houses.

“What happened?” I asked in a low voice.

He glanced at me: “There was no sound and no human scent.”

I was taken aback: “You mean… all these houses are empty?”

He nodded.

I looked again, and sure enough, there was no movement around the dozen or so houses; all I could hear was the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

this……

“I can smell the aroma of food.” Yi Pucheng suddenly put his hands on his hips, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lower lip. “No matter what you think, even if the sky falls, I’m going to find a house, have a meal, and get some sleep. See you tomorrow.” After saying that, he took long strides and walked towards the nearest brown house.

It seems that after I spent time alone with Mu Xian last time, he stopped being wary of this.

Mu Xian kept his eyes fixed on Yi Pucheng’s retreating figure until he kicked open the door and went inside. Looking at everything before me, I was filled with doubt—two such vastly different places on the same planet. And where had all the inhabitants gone?

That was right; they must have fled to avoid the flood. They would be back in a while.

“Let’s go and rest too.” Mu Xian looked down at me.

“Mmm.” She gripped his arm tightly.

A smile played on his lips, and he asked in a low, gentle voice, “Scared?”

I was a little uneasy, but I replied, “Of course, I’m not afraid. This is much better than the wasteland we went through before.”

**

Without a doubt, Mu Xian chose the brown cottage that was furthest from Yi Pucheng in a straight line. The stone steps in front of the house looked very old, probably quite old. But the place was as clean as the previous wasteland, spotless inside and out, suggesting that the original owner had probably only left a few days ago.

Mu Xian found some smoked meat, bread, compressed biscuits, and wine in the cellar; they all tasted pretty good. We ate a little before finding the master bedroom.

I was initially a little reluctant to spend the night in a stranger’s bedroom. Mu Xian certainly didn’t like it either, because he frowned slightly when he opened the door.

But when we stood in the spacious and bright master bedroom, I was truly pleasantly surprised.

It was very clean and cozy.

The pale yellow curtains fluttered in the breeze, and the brown floor was smooth and solid. The large white bed was as clean as fresh snow, without even a single wrinkle in the sheets. Mu Xian picked up the blanket and smelled it, his brows instantly relaxing: “Very good, no strange smell at all.”

There were only a few men’s clothes in the closet, all about 70-80% new and very clean. I also found two clean men’s bathrobes, very large, and they looked practically brand new.

“This place is really nice,” I said to Mu Xian. “After we are rescued, we will properly thank the owners of this place. I hope they won’t be angry.”

Mu Xian nodded: “Go take a shower.”

“You go first. You’re a germaphobe.”

He was slightly taken aback: “I see.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, and a smile flickered in his eyes as well: “Wait for me.”

A thought struck me, and I nodded. He went into the bathroom.

The sound of pattering water drifted in. I stood by the window, gazing blankly at the verdant village. The house in Yi Pucheng looked peaceful and quiet; I guessed that guy was fast asleep by now.

A moment later, the bathroom door rang. I turned around and saw Mu Xian standing there, completely naked. Fair skin, well-proportioned muscles, a flat stomach, dark pubic hair… And as he approached step by step, his manhood seemed to lose control, gradually rising up towards me.

Just like in the desolate land, every night as the lights came on. In the room where it was just the two of us, in a world where no one was allowed to disturb us, he washed his powerful, slender body, his dark eyes fixed on me, and walked towards me step by step.

My heart fluttered, and I couldn’t help but stand on tiptoe and gently kiss him. His eyes grew even deeper, and his voice became lower and hoarser: “Hua Yao, we…”

“I’m going to take a shower first.” I’d only taken half a step when he grabbed my arm, his dark eyes fixed on me. His gaze made my cheeks flush slightly, but he released me, a faint, thoughtful smile on his face: “Go ahead.”

I thought I’d become much thicker-skinned when it came to relationships. But at this moment, a simple expression from him made my heart race unbelievably. I lowered my head, blushing, and quickly went into the bathroom.

After a few days of exhaustion, a hot bath felt so good. Even though I knew he was waiting, I was too weak to move and even dozed off in the steam. When I woke up, the water was already lukewarm.

I quickly got up, put on a bathrobe, and went out with a mix of anticipation and excitement.

The bedroom was quiet, save for the soft rustling of a breeze through the window. Mu Xian lay naked in the center of the bed, his hands at his sides, his dark eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slightly, clearly fast asleep. The little beast, too, lay docilely drooping.

Looking at his quiet and handsome face, my chest was slowly filled with a soft emotion.

He was probably… exhausted.

I covered him with a blanket, lay down beside him, took one of his arms, and gently placed it under my head, closed my eyes, and felt completely relaxed and sweet.

**

I didn’t know how long I slept, but I vaguely felt light in my vision, a very soft light.

Was it dawn yet?

I opened my eyes, only to see a dark window frame. The bed beside me was empty; Mu Xian wasn’t there. The light was coming from the other end of the bed.

I looked up in a daze and immediately froze.

Mu Xian had moved a chair over at some point and was sitting naked at the foot of the bed. The blanket on me had been pulled up to my knees, leaving my legs bare. But the room was warm, so I didn’t feel cold.

He moved the floor lamp that had been standing in the corner to his side, illuminating the foot of the bed. His face was slightly lowered, his gaze fixed intently on the space between my legs. His fair face appeared bright and handsome in the light, his cheeks flushed slightly.

I wonder how long he has been watching.

I didn’t know whether to be angry or amused; he actually turned on the light in the middle of the night to look at my private parts…

Perhaps he was too engrossed in watching, for he didn’t notice that I had woken up. I was also a little curious about what he wanted to do, so I squinted and remained still.

Suddenly, he silently reached out his hand, and I felt his fingers gently parting the area. His head also lowered further, almost burying itself under the covers.

Then he remained in that position, watching without moving. However, I could feel his fingers very lightly turning and prying open the tender flesh there, as if… looking at it over and over.

My face burned, and I desperately tried to suppress my laughter. After a while, he suddenly released me. I felt his hand gently support my waist, slowly turning me into a side-lying position. Then he and the light moved behind me.

Warm fingers first gently caressed my buttocks, even lightly pinching the flesh; after a while, they gently stroked down along the crease of my buttocks. I couldn’t stand the tickling sensation and chuckled softly.

His fingers visibly stiffened, and I was already turned over by him.

He was still standing on his feet, but he leaned down, his arms bracing on either side of me. His dark eyes were fixed on me sharply, without uttering a sound.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” I asked with a smile.

“I’ve had enough sleep.” He stared at me, his eyes dark, his cheeks flushed. “And you?”

As he asked this question, his tall frame completely loomed over me, and the robust little beast stood conspicuously above my belly. It looked completely opposite to his demeanor, appearing rather simple-minded.

Perhaps it was the enchanting night, or perhaps I was too aroused by him yesterday, but the next second, I actually did something I had never done before, something I never even thought I would do.

Completely subconscious, I lifted one leg and stretched it between his legs, gently pressing my foot against his penis. Then, in a hoarse voice, I replied, “I’ve had enough sleep too.”

He grabbed my ankle, his dark eyes fixed on me, his voice noticeably hoarse: “Okay.” With that, he sank down, and the little beast blocked the entrance.

The long-lost supple touch made my breath catch in my throat. But he didn’t immediately probe inside; his gaze turned deep and intense: “How did we always do it before?”

I was taken aback—before?

In the past, he did have his preferred steps and procedures each time…

Looking at his fair yet flushed cheeks, I felt my mouth go dry. And when he looked at me, his gaze held not only desire but also a hidden tenderness.

I was deeply touched by that tenderness. If I had followed the old procedure, perhaps he would have remembered me sooner. Besides… I actually liked him a lot, too.

I mustered my courage and stretched my legs over his shoulders, hooking them around his head. He was startled, grabbed my inner thighs, and his gaze became even more intense.

I felt like my face was on fire, so I simply closed my eyes and used my legs to press his face down little by little: “This is the first step…” My voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz.

I heard him swallow softly. Then I felt a warm, wet sensation there as he took my entire clit into his mouth.

His nimble tongue moved rapidly, his warm breath flowing in and out. He was still a little inexperienced but very forceful. I could even feel his nose pressing against the soft surface.

In a fleeting moment, he tossed me to the heavens, and I gasped for breath, weak and breathless. His lips and tongue moved faster and deeper, as if trying to drain me dry.

“Enough!” I trembled and twisted violently, but he ignored me completely, gripping my legs tightly, causing my already fragile state to spiral out of control.

…

Finally, the aftershocks subsided, and I collapsed onto the bed, while his entire fair body, just like mine, began to flush slightly. His face looked somewhat tense, and his eyes were frighteningly dark.

“What’s next?” he asked in a hoarse voice, as if his throat was on fire.

My face flushed too. I released his arm, slowly turned around, and lay face down on the bed. My voice was hoarse, like a sob: “Mu Xian, this is your favorite position. Our first night together started in this position.”

After a moment of silence behind me, I felt a pair of strong hands grip my waist. Then, that hot, hard thing slowly squeezed in. When we were completely joined, before he even moved, I could feel my entire passage trembling silently.

He remained silent, seemingly savoring the feeling. I couldn’t help but ask, “Did you feel anything?”

“Mmm,” a slightly impatient voice.

My heart leaped with joy, and I immediately turned to look at him: “How does it feel?” Could he remember something?

But as he looked at me, a faint smile appeared on his taut, handsome face, and he answered slowly and clearly, “It feels… so tight.”

My face flushed, and before I could even criticize his irrelevant answer, he had already rammed into me hard.

***

Although his movements were immature and rough, his body’s reactions were indeed similar to before. Entering from behind brought me to another climax, but he became even more aroused, and as usual, he didn’t release. At this point, I made him pull out, telling him it was time for the third step.

I was lying on the bed when he hugged me from the front. He was completely natural at this position. He kissed my lips, pinched my breasts, and then began to thrust intensely and persistently.

At the peak of pleasure, my head spun with intense dizziness, my emotions surged, and my body trembled violently in boundless ecstasy. He held me tightly, his burning eyes fixed on my face, and his little beast convulsed violently inside me.

Neither of us spoke. After a long while, he slowly withdrew, still holding me in his arms, and softly asked, “What do we do next?” After ejaculating, he appeared relaxed and composed.

My whole body felt like it was falling apart, but I felt incredibly comfortable—because being intimate with him again made me feel safer than before.

But he asked about the next step…

Looking into his dark, beautiful eyes, I replied, “Next, you will lick my entire body, and then it will be over.”

He paused, looked at me, and didn’t speak immediately. His quiet gaze made me feel a little guilty. But something wasn’t right; he had no memory, so he shouldn’t remember the next steps.

To everyone’s surprise, he frowned slightly and said, “No, I don’t feel like it’s going to end so soon.”

I was stunned, then a surge of joy welled up inside me, and I hugged him tightly: “You remember! What did you recall?”

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded: “I feel like it should have taken longer.”

I nodded happily: “Yes! That’s right! You remember? It will take longer!”

He frowned slightly and looked at me without saying a word, and I was stunned. Then I realized that my words were contradictory—I had just told him that it would be over after one lick, but now I was telling him that it would actually take longer.

Sigh, there was nothing I could do.

I had no choice but to lift my burning face and look at him: “It isn’t over yet… You will repeat everything you just did twice more.”

He paused slightly, then his gaze instantly intensified. He stared intently at me and slowly, with a pleased smile, smiled.

“Okay, I understand.”