Apocalypse Villainess Transmigrates Into The Beastworld With Debt

Chapter 144: The jealous mates [18+]

​Hana’s head rolled against his shoulder, her eyes glazed and her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "Do it... anywhere... You want... ahh" she gasped out, completely spent.

​Ren shifted his head, his nose brushing against the soft skin of her neck. He looked closely at the dark, smoldering brand of dragon wings pulsing on the left side of her neck—Caspian’s mark.

​A possessive, Alpha drive flared deep in his chest. He didn’t want to crowd the dragon’s territory, but he wanted his own place, prominent and unshakeable.

​"I’ll take the right," Ren rumbled deeply.

He dipped his head lower, bypassing her neck and pressing his jaw directly against the smooth, flushed skin of her upper right breast, right over her beating heart.

And then... ​Crunch.

​Hana’s eyes snapped wide as his sharp fangs sank deep into her flesh. A blinding bolt of pain and absolute ecstasy shot through her entire layout, locking the primal bond into place.

The spark from Ren’s fangs bled into her skin like liquid silver, spreading out into thick, dark, elegant lines that mirrored the striking, bold patterns of his black-striped tail.

​The mark began to carve itself deep into her flesh, glowing with a bright, icy blue light before settling into a dark, permanent tattoo right over her heart, on the top flesh of her right breast.

> ​[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]

> ​Primal Bond Successfully Established!

> Fourth Mate Integrated: Ren (Snow Leopard Alpha)

> Passive Unlocked: Apex Agility (Garrison mobility and reflex metrics optimized by 40%).

> Quest Update: Clear the Debt.

> Reward Granted: +50,000 Karmic Points.

> Current Balance: +7,120 karmic points

Hana was finally in the clear again.

A profound sense of physical relief washed over her entire body as the debt disappeared but this was no time to be distracted.

​She had just been marked, but the male currently mating with her was far from done.

He was still rock-hard, pulsing fiercely inside her tight walls.

Ren had paused his movements the exact moment his fangs sank into her flesh to mark her, and the process had made her walls tighten up completely around him. It felt just too good to end it right away.

​Ren gently licked away the single drop of blood from the fresh mark over her right breast, his iron grip on her hips never loosening for a second.

His icy blue eyes were still entirely feral, darkened by a thick fog of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

​He dipped his head, burying his face into the soft crook of her neck. His massive, heavily muscled frame locked up for a brief moment as he repositioned her weight, lifting her slightly so he could resume the mating.

​"Hana, I belong to you now," he whispered roughly against her skin, his hot, heavy breath fanning over her neck and sending shivers down her spine. "That means I’m allowed to fall for you now, right?"

​But before she could even attempt to form a response to that, Ren slammed her hips back down to meet his own bucked hips with a ruthless, explosive force.

​"Ah—! Ren—!"

​The words scraped out of her throat in a strangled, high-pitched moan, her fingers embedding themselves deeply into the thick white hair on his head.

Right now, she felt twice as sensitive as before, her nerve endings entirely amplified thanks to the freshly established primal bond.

Every single thrust felt sharper, deeper, and completely overwhelming—so much better than what they had been doing just moments ago.

​Ren didn’t let up. He felt strangely rejuvenated. His hips snapped upward again and again, his thick, pale cock burying itself to the absolute hilt, ruthlessly scraping against her walls and hitting that inner barrier until Hana’s head rolled back.

She gripped him tightly, genuinely fearing her mind would turn to absolute mush due to the sheer intensity of the pleasure, but she did not stop him.

​Outside the guest cabin, the sudden shift in the atmosphere was tangible.

​The low, rhythmic thuds against the wooden floorboards picked up with a fierce, punishing speed.

Hana’s cries, which had briefly halted during the marking process, tore through the winter air again—only this time, they were completely broken, frantic, and dripping with an entirely new level of intense, breathless ecstasy.

​"There... Haaa! Right there, Ren! It feels good—mph!"

​Caspian’s golden eyes flared violently, the molten heat radiating from his body turning the falling snow into a thick curtain of blinding steam around him.

It was as if Hana was being loud on purpose to test his limits, and he was afraid those limits were already fraying.

His claws dug so deeply into his own forearms that blood freely dripped onto the melted snow below.

He could barely hold himself back from storming in.

​"The bond is sealed," Kulu said, his voice slightly strained. "But he still does not let her go. And Hana seemed to be enjoying it."

​Raiden’s jaw clenched. His nine pink tails were lashing so violently behind him they cut through the mountain wind like whips.

​"He’s pushing his luck," Raiden hissed, his green eyes flashing with an uncharacteristic, lethal malice as Hana’s high, needy moans echoed out into the dark. "If he takes one more minute to finish, I don’t care about the protocol—I am dragging him out of there myself."

This time, Caspian did not comment and just glared. It seemed like he would burn up the cabin before Raiden had the chance to carry out his plan.

​Inside, the fire crackled wildly as the air grew thick and heavy with the scent of their combined heat.

​Ren was completely lost to his instincts, his chest heaving as he drove himself into her with a final, desperate hunger. He could feel her tightening around him with every single stroke, her body clinging to him as the pleasure reached a devastating peak.

"I’m cumming—Hana—Haa!"

​With a deep, guttural roar that vibrated straight through Hana’s chest, Ren bucked his hips one last time, burying himself as deeply as physically possible as he released his hot, thick seed inside her.

Hana arched violently against him, her fingers clawing at his back as a powerful wave of climax triggered her walls to clamp down around him even tighter, drawing out every last drop of his seed and feeding the greedy little dragon growing inside her.

​The cabin finally fell still, save for their ragged, synchronized breathing.

​Ren collapsed forward, his heavy weight resting gently against her shoulder to avoid pressing her belly. He was completely spent, his massive frame trembling slightly as a deep, rumbling, and thoroughly blissful purr finally filled the quiet room.

​Hana lay back against the plush winter pelts, her chest heaving as she stared blankly at the wooden ceiling, waiting for her racing heart to stabilize.

Her mind was slowly returning to its cold, analytical state, but as she felt the warm, heavy pulse of her fourth mate’s cock still buried inside her, a small, successful smirk touched the corner of her lips.

Now that she was out of the red, she could buy the Portable Micro-Fusion Battery Pack that cost five thousand karmic points and open the bunker.

But before that, she needed to take a quick nap.