Her menstrual cycle wasn't long, only three to four days, and it had ended the night before.
Still she answered so, hoping that Ryan would let her go.
Unfortunately, he didn't.
Ryan's long claw rested on the edge of her trousers, pressing a little harder to pull it down, "It is? Let me see."
An animal's sense of smell had always been sensitive, and Ryan was certain that Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu's body didn't smell of blood. Yesterday, the savory scent had gradually dissipated. By this morning, it was completely gone.
Before, because he was worried about her, since she bleed at a single touch, he didn't dare move her. Now that her "wound" was fine, a simple kiss could no longer satisfy him. He wanted to touch her much deeper, to invade her, and to mate her.
His fingertips were warm and there was now no menstruation to obstruct his direct touch on her delicate skin.
Ryan squinted and his tongue was full of heavy desire, "Lied to me, eh?"
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu huddled where Ryan pressed down on her there, so unlike his last touch.
It was strong and powerful, as if to pry open the gate and dive straight for the prey.
"No. . . I remembered wrong. . ." Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu shook her head and held tight to her last hope, "Ryan, let me go, okay? I'm not ready yet, I don't want to. . ."
Ryan lowered his voice, "I think."
Ryan said: "I'll think seriously."
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu was stiff with Ryan attached to her, his hand sliding down her waist. After a while, he then felt something touch her little by little and she surrendered.
She bit her lips. Her petite body could not bear the weight, and she was pressed under him and against the mattress.
He was like a gun-slinging hunter, aiming for his prey's fatal weakness. Without considering the opinion of his prey, he invaded.
Without regard for life or death.
Ryan's large hands covered her fists and his lips were pressed to her neck. She wheezed heavily and he looked up to see the girl's face was pale and her shoulders were trembling, body stiff.
He was about to disregard her will and continue regardless of her wishes, but he caught sight of the quilt beside her soaked in tears, and heard her hopeless sob.
Ryan stopped and the air around him because exceptionally quiet. Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu's crying was infinitely magnified.
A sound, faint and quiet, almost unable to reach his ear, but one revealing a sudden resignation.
This kind of confession was more depressing than her struggles.
For a long time, Ryan's arm propped him up on the bed. Then he got up and turned Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu around to sit in his lap.
This little one must have been scared. She cried rippling tears and her lashes were stained with them. Probably from being suppressed, her mouth was pursed and her small face flushed from lack of air.
There was still no sound of her crying, but after being let go, she cried even more unscrupulously.
Ryan stretched out his finger and went to wipe her nose, but Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu backed away.
Ryan set his other hand on her shoulder and prevented her from moving again, so she couldn't resist as he wiped her nose. She frowned and her face wasn't too good-looking, but she looked clearer than before. He asked her, "What are you crying for? Why don't you want me to touch you?"
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu shook her head and lifted her fingers to wipe her tears, still afraid but she spoke, "No. . .. I said no, ah, and you don't listen to me. . ."
"Why don't you?" Ryan asked, rubbing the tears from her eyelashes again.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu sobbed, "I, I'm too afraid. . ."
She was only sixteen years old this year, and she had just finished her second year of compulsory biology. She knew what genetic engineering and chromosomal replication could do, but she still had no idea about having sex.
She had overcome the psychological barriers just recently and was open to accepting Ryan. But she thought they were move slowly and take it step by step. But she had forgotten that Ryan was a leopard, and the estrus cared little for time or place. Whether she could afford it or not, whether she wanted it or not, if he wanted, she would have to give it.
"Wait a bit. . . give me a while, please. . . ah, I don't want it to be so soon. . ."
The girl cried sadly, and she couldn't wipe them all. As she sobbed, she swallowed and said, "I'm scared."
Ryan couldn't help her, but he held her waist in his hands and looked down at her, asking, "How long?"
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu choked, "I don't know."
Maybe, when she was both mentally and physically ready to accept him, she wouldn't be so afraid.
Ryan didn't speak for a long time.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu looked up at him. Her eyes were read from tears, but bright and round, like a newborn kitten's. She twisted her fingers carefully and grasped his arm with a considering tone, "Ryan. . ." She saw his expression was bad and quickly added, "I don't hate you. . ."
Ryan stared at her eyes and finally relented, "Remember I can't wait too long."
*
Although beastmen were savage, they were honest.
Since then, Ryan really hadn't done anything to Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu's frightened heart slowly calmed down, and she got along with Ryan as usual again.
Only, the way Ryan's eyes looked at her was straightforward and blazing. The emotions in his blue eyes were all too clear.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu: . . .
What could Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu do? She could only pretend not to see and concentrate on her gunpowder.
It was also that she accidentally had a breakthrough recently and wanted to devote her entire mind to it.
In the morning, she hid in the cabin and studied her gunpowder. And in the afternoon, she went out into the back of the mountain to test them. At night,s he went back to Ryan's house and washed herself, then went into her tent to sleep. One day, she couldn't speak much to Ryan.
That day, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu took her explosives and was ready to try it again in the mountains.
On the way, she met Suzanna. The leopard female was carrying a bamboo basket and planned to wash clothes at the mountain stream.
Suzanna's wounds around her neck were much better and she wasn't worried, they were going to completely heal soon. She was assigned to be Winter's spouse by Elder Berson and she no longer lived with her father, Scarlet. Instead, she lived in Winter's house. The hides in the basket were mostly Winter's.
Suzanna used to walk very quickly, but today, she walked a little behind Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu turned back and thought that her wounds had relapsed and she was uncomfortable. She asked, "Do you need my help with anything?"
"No. We aren't as delicate as you," Suzanna immediately retorted, and quickened her pace.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu noticed that her walking posture was a bit strange, her legs divided, and she looked a little untidy.
"What happened to you?" Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu asked. She was hurt in the neck, but now she had hurt her leg?
Suzanna's face was frozen. Her long tail swept over her cheeks as if to cover her discomfort and she complained, "It's that Winter's fault. My neck still hurts a little, but he's too impatient. He tossed me around all night, and my body's still a little sore."
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu: ". . ."
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu never thought this could be the reason. She was caught off guard listening to someone else's sexual life. Her lips parted and her cheeks flushed red. She had no idea what to say to comfort Suzanna.
Of course, Suzanna didn't need her comfort and opened her mouth, "If it weren't for me needing to wash clothes, he wouldn't have let me out. . . Why did Chief Ryan give him such a long vacation? The others are already beginning to hunt, only he's stayed at home."
Speaking of Ryan, Suzanna looked at Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu.
At first, Suzanna had liked Ryan. But when this female came in, she took away all of Ryan's attention. Ryan even changed the rules for her. She had heard the news while resting in bed injured, and she knew that she no longer had any hope.
To rather be the enemy of the entire race than share his female. How deep and terribly possessive would he have to be.
She should be glad that Ryan hadn't looked at her, she would have been overwhelmed.
Elder Berson later assigned her to Winter, and she had no complaints.
Fortunately, Winter was good to her but she didn't know how to control him in bed.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu turned her head and asked in the leopard tongue, "Um. . . why don't you refuse him?"
"Why refuse?" Suzanna never seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, "This is how things are normally. Since I have become his spouse, of course we need to meet each other's needs. How can there be no sex?"
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu: ". . . . . . Oh."
Later, whatever Suzanna said, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu didn't hear.
They walked the rest of the way to the stream and Suzanna put down her basket to wash the clothes. Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu said goodbye to her and continued into the mountains.
"Hey, don't go too far. There may be other races in the mountains," Suzanna said, crouching behind her.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu nodded. In fact, she was very familiar with this place. There were no beasts in the wild. Not to mention she was carrying her "gunpowder." Although it wasn't that powerful, it was no problem to take care of ordinary beasts. She just didn't want to be found out by Suzanna.
. . .
. . . . . .
"Boom," sounded out loudly, and a distance away, about half as tall as a man, was suddenly blown apart. The gravel splashed everywhere and white smoke filled the air.
After the sound of the explosion ended, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu emerged from behind a tree and walked to the stone that was destroyed by her.
She squatted down to look and saw that the power was even greater than she had imagined. She had thought it would crack the stone, but it had completely crushed it.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu quickly took out a pen and paper from her backpack and wrote down the matching ratio. She took it back carefully to study.
After recording it, she stood up and prepared to try out another gunpowder she had on her. But once she turned around, she saw a familiar figure sitting at the top of a tree not far away.
Holden bent one leg and was holding his chin, his other leg dangling freely.
Holden looked away from the pile of stones broken by the gunpowder Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu had used. He stared thoughtfully for a moment then the corners of his mouth rose in a smile, "Pathetic little thing, long time no see."
End Chapter 54 of 77