Awakened by the chill on her body, Tang Lin lay on the animal skin, her sore body constantly despising Arthur's previous brutality. The faint smell of blood from the animal skin didn't disgust her; instead, she found it somewhat novel. Pressing her fair cheeks against the skin, she propped herself up on her elbows to survey the stone cave. Arthur was not inside, and a faint damp smell filled her nostrils, making her feel extremely sticky.
Tang Lin reached out to touch her buttocks, feeling some residue of herbs. There were also traces of white fluid on her thighs, the musky scent making her frown. Staggering to her feet, the mix of herbal and strong musky smells nearly made her faint. With a wry smile and a pale face, she leaned against the cave wall and walked out. She needed to clean herself. While she was unconscious, she didn't notice, but now that she was awake, it was unbearable. Suppressing the urge to vomit, she moved with difficulty.
"Damn barbarian!"
Tang Lin kept cursing. The bruises and swelling on her buttocks from removing the herbs were unbearable to touch, more painful than any torture she had endured in the organization. What kind of world was this? It was strange enough that beasts could turn into humans, but being slapped until her entire buttocks were swollen was a humiliating disgrace. It was a complete loss of face for a spy. Gnashing her teeth in anger, she nonetheless understood she was no match for Arthur. He could subdue her with one hand. In the face of absolute strength, any fancy moves were superfluous.
The memory of Arthur's beast form still filled her with fear—powerful, beautiful, and fierce. These thoughts crowded Tang Lin's mind, leaving her momentarily overwhelmed. No matter how strong she was, she was still just a woman, one who could be afraid, fearful, and even cry.
Aware of the danger in this place, Tang Lin dared not go far. When she reached the entrance of the cave, she crouched down and listened carefully to the constant sounds coming from the ground. With sharp eyes, Tang Lin knew she had to wash herself before Arthur returned. The way Arthur looked at her made her heart race, even more chilling than Jordan's gaze. His golden eyes were cold, sending a shiver down Tang Lin's spine.
Fifty meters ahead, there was a lake. Narrowing her eyes, Tang Lin tightened her grip on the dagger in her hand. After a moment, unable to bear the smell on her body any longer, she decided to act quickly. Moving as quietly as possible towards the southeast, she adjusted the animal skin draped over her. Her original clothes had been torn by Arthur, leaving her no choice but to wear the animal skin found in the cave. It was somewhat short, barely covering her chest and leaving most of her thighs exposed, just past her hips. With a wry smile, she tried to cover herself as much as possible.
The branches on either side brushed against her body, causing sharp pains that forced Tang Lin to slow down again. Supporting her waist with her hands, she looked up at the blue sky in despair, where three suns hung. The bright sky did not feel hot, perhaps due to the weather. Leaning against a tree trunk, Tang Lin gently rubbed her injured hip, hoping to alleviate some of the pain. Her eyes scanned the surroundings, and the clear sound of flowing water reached her ears—it must be a waterfall!
This realization gave Tang Lin a bit of her strength back. Letting go of her waist, she tightened the animal skin around her and held the dagger in her right hand in a defensive stance, not relaxing for a moment.
Small animals occasionally darted through the bushes, making Tang Lin's breathing grow more rapid. No one could be sure what they might encounter the next moment. Having long navigated the gray areas of life, Tang Lin was not afraid of death, but she would not allow a meaningless demise. The previous encounter with Arthur and the Bloodthirsty Wolves had fully acquainted her with the horrors of this world. She avoided bleeding at all costs, knowing that the scent of blood was a powerful lure for beasts. Her hip was only bruised, swollen, and congested with blood, not bleeding. Other wounds on her body had already clotted, which was why Tang Lin had dared to leave the cave.
Thinking of the vines spreading at the stone cave's entrance, Tang Lin guessed that Arthur must have gone out hunting. Given Arthur's possessiveness towards her, she dared not leave the cave rashly. As long as she returned before Arthur noticed, everything would be fine—or so Tang Lin naively believed.
Gazing at the waterfall cascading down before her, Tang Lin's tense nerves relaxed slightly. The water wasn't deep, but the river was somewhat swift. Nearby, some docile animals were resting. They were called docile because, upon seeing Tang Lin, they fled in panic. In the blink of an eye, Tang Lin was the only one left by the waterfall. After surveying the surroundings and confirming there was no danger, she slowly removed the animal hide covering her and stepped naked into the pool beneath the waterfall.
The cool river water made Tang Lin narrow her eyes slightly, easing the inexplicable restlessness in her heart. She reclined sideways by the river, half of her body faintly visible beneath the water. The ambiguous aura was tantalizing, though Tang Lin herself was unaware. At that moment, she only felt comfort, and even the stinging pain in her injured buttock seemed to lessen. Staring at the three suns, her usually clear black eyes were filled with confusion. What should she do?
While Tang Lin was leisurely enjoying her bath, she was oblivious to the fact that this alluring scene had completely captured the attention of a pair of emerald green eyes.
The Dark Serpent Clan was known for their strong sexual desires, which grew even more intense with their power. Yero lay on his back, leaning against the stone wall, half of his body hidden in the water. The river did nothing to conceal the towering rod at his crotch. His slender fingers occasionally brushed over the rod's tip, with white droplets continuously falling into the clear river water. His deft fingers played skillfully, and his thin lips curved into a seductive smile. "Mmm..." He occasionally let out low, hoarse sounds, seeming to enjoy himself greatly. The sinister aura he usually exuded was subtly restrained, and his narrow phoenix eyes emitted a shrewd glow.
Yero, who came here to rest, never expected to encounter a female. Unlike the dark and withered females in the tribe, the female before him had a radiant, fair, and alluring glow to her skin. The trembling softness at her chest stirred his desires. His emerald green vertical pupils suddenly narrowed, and the slender, forked snake tongue in his mouth flickered incessantly, emitting faint, rough hissing sounds. Lightly sniffing the faint scent of the White Lion tribe in the air, Yero slightly narrowed his long, narrow eyelids. A claimed female, is it?
His snake tongue extended to lick his lips, his eyes gleaming with a determined gaze. Slowly rising from the river, the thick, dark rod beneath him swayed casually. His robust and well-proportioned body, bathed in dappled sunlight, looked like a deity, making it impossible to look away.
Splash!
The unusual movement in the river instantly put Tang Lin on high alert. Before she could react, a dark figure darted out from behind a rock not far away. In just three seconds, before Tang Lin could even make it to shore, she was pinned down by the dark figure. A strong hormonal scent immediately filled her nostrils. Unlike Arthur's crisp and clean scent, this person exuded an overwhelming hormonal aura. A stallion? The word flashed through Tang Lin's mind in an instant, causing her lips to twitch slightly and her body to stiffen abruptly.
Feeling the soft and pliant sensation in his arms, his emerald green vertical pupils instantly narrowed into slits. His slender snake tongue carefully licked Tang Lin's cheeks, finally stopping at the edge of her pink, cherry-like lips, tentatively probing. Soft and sweet, the delicious juice made Yero unable to resist. His long snake tongue continuously roamed, thoroughly washing Tang Lin's face.
"Gulp!"
The sound of heavy, dull swallowing echoed, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, the rod beneath standing even taller. His emerald vertical pupils gleamed with intensity as his large hands roamed roughly over Tang Lin's delicate frame. Tang Lin silently endured the shadow's helpless actions, damn it, her lips nearly pierced by sharp teeth, the wet, soft sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her cheeks flushed with suffocated embarrassment, her dark eyes misty, her swollen lips enticingly moist, making Yero's presence even more imposing, itching to pounce. Yet, Yero retained some rationality, glancing at Tang Lin's swollen buttocks and the virgin's fragrance, knowing full well he couldn't devour her directly, but not taking advantage would go against the nature of the Serpent of the Abyss.
The swollen rod rubbed against Tang Li's abdomen, the slender snake's tongue flicking in and out, strands of silver liquid dripping into the river. Her wheat-colored skin flushed with waves of red, the scent of hormones growing thicker, perhaps due to the Serpent of the Abyss. Yero's body was incredibly soft, as if boneless, his large hands kneading the softness of Tang Lin's chest with just the right pressure. Opening his mouth to reveal sharp teeth on either side, he gently nibbled on the soft, QQ-like red beans, utterly enchanted. His hot breath lightly brushed over Tang Lin, his narrow eyelids lifting to meet her terrified gaze.
"Yero!"
Mindful of the female's swollen buttocks, Yero's hands skillfully glided over them, the pressure not causing Tang Lin pain but rather adding a hint of ambiguity and provocation. The rod below stood tall, its scorching heat occasionally rubbing against the inner thigh, the teasing all too obvious.
"?" Tang Lin silently watched the scene, swallowing lightly, carefully adjusting her body to stay as far as possible from the dangerous, hard rod below, thinking to herself: What's your name got to do with me? The real issue is taking your rod back home. Wandering around with it is against moral and civil standards! Tang Lin couldn't help but wail internally, her entire body restrained, leaving no room for resistance.
"Stop pretending to be dead. Not even someone from the White Lion tribe can stop me from having you."
Yero restrained Tang Lin, his narrow eyelids emitting a cold, eerie aura. Tang Lin couldn't help but shiver, feeling an icy chill as if a cold breeze was creeping up her spine, much like being watched by a venomous snake.
"What does the White Lion Clan mean?"
With a puzzled glance at Yero, Tang Lin wondered if the white lion referred to Arthur, whose beast form resembled a massive white creature. Curling up slightly, she looked at Yero with some fear, her lower body aching from being pressed, yet she could do nothing about it. Damn it, what's wrong with this wretched body? Her once light and agile movements seemed utterly ineffective here. Could it be due to the different spacetime, making her body temporarily unable to adapt to the local magnetic field? Tang Lin couldn't help but let her mind wander.