Seductive Beauty - Chapter 89

Chapter 89

"Wooden Face, what are you doing? Is this really you? Why are you tying me up?" Gu Sijiu moved her wrists and found the rope bound fast, no mere playful gesture, and a spike of alarm shot through her. She'd heard plenty about lovers using "bondage" to spice things up now and then, but she and Song Jinzhi weren't a couple, and this wasn't her heat. So why was Song Jinzhi tying her up?

"Nothing. You were just too troublesome when drunk, so I thought of this. After all, once you're drunk, it's easy to do things you don't even realize."

Song Jinzhi spoke in a low voice, arms crossed as she stood by the bed, looking down at Gu Sijiu's body. She was jealous, and the culprit had no idea.

It's a happy thing when the person you like is outstanding, but when that excellence becomes a magnet for every butterfly, it sours your mood. She understood that Gu Sijiu had no feelings for Dong Yuluo, and that eighteen year old girl's crush was hardly profound, more likely born of admiration. But... the image of Gu Sijiu leaning against Dong Yuluo's shoulder, the thought that someone else could smell her pheromones, that unease and displeasure drove Song Jinzhi to do this.

She knew she and Gu Sijiu hadn't yet cleared the air, that she didn't even know if Gu Sijiu was still sulking over the earlier distance. Song Jinzhi could see clearly: Gu Sijiu wasn't indifferent to her. She liked her too; the feeling in those eyes was unmistakable. Song Jinzhi had planned to wait a while, until their wedding date was set, then have a proper talk with Gu Sijiu. Now she'd changed her mind. Her pride flared; she wanted Gu Sijiu to confess first, to put everything into words.

But... the score of her own Alpha casually leaning on someone else's shoulder still needed settling, and that's how this moment came to pass. At first, Song Jinzhi wanted Gu Sijiu to suffer a little, to let the cold wind sober her up. Yet everything shifted the moment she saw Gu Sijiu's body.

Gu Sijiu was an Alpha, but her body was impossibly alluring. Probably spurred by the chill, the small, pert mounds on her chest stood upright in the cold, their crimson tips as vivid and fiery as her hair and eyes. Her abdomen bore a terrible scar, the size of a palm, a stark reminder of the danger this person had once faced. Song Jinzhi stepped forward and reached out to gently stroke Gu Sijiu's belly.

"Jinzhi, what are you doing? Let me go." Gu Sijiu didn't catch the heat in Song Jinzhi's gaze. All she saw was a woman fierce and cold, and she shrank back in sheer cowardice, so scared that even her core clenched tight. At her reaction, Song Jinzhi couldn't help a laugh. How had she never noticed before what a timid creature Gu Sijiu could be?

"I don't want to do anything to you. I just want you to do something to me." The desire in Song Jinzhi's eyes deepened. There were secrets she had never shared with Gu Sijiu: partly for lack of opportunity, but mostly because they were hard to speak aloud. Song Jinzhi didn't believe age had any bearing on sexual need; what truly affected it was the person beside you.

Ever since she'd taken Gu Sijiu, Song Jinzhi had grown more and more eager for such things. She wanted Gu Sijiu, and wanted Gu Sijiu to satisfy her. That thought had taken root in her heart, sprouting and swelling until it filled her. One heat a month was not enough. Song Jinzhi didn't want to enjoy sex with Gu Sijiu only during those few days. If she could, she'd be intimate with her every single day.

Mulling this, her eyes brimmed with want. Under Gu Sijiu's astonished gaze, she shed her coat and dress, then her bra and panties. When she was completely bare, Gu Sijiu stared at her, dumbfounded, utterly unprepared for this twist. Was Wooden Face... in heat? But her cycle wasn't due, and Song Jinzhi's behavior lacked the mindless abandon of heat.

"Wooden Face, what's wrong? Did your heat come early?" Gu Sijiu asked worriedly, only to receive a soft laugh.

"Who says this can only happen during heat? I want it now." Song Jinzhi spoke with a touch of dominance. She had suppressed this desire for far too long; coupled with her displeasure over the Dong Yuluo matter, she chose this path to lift her spirits.

Gu Sijiu never expected Song Jinzhi to initiate intimacy outside of heat, and she couldn't fathom what emotion lay behind it. But before she could think too much, Song Jinzhi had already climbed onto the bed. She positioned her lower body above Gu Sijiu's face, a pose they'd used countless times. Gu Sijiu watched Song Jinzhi's slick petals draw closer until hot, wet softness pressed against her lips.

"Mm... A Jiu, I love it when you do this. Lick me, satisfy me." Song Jinzhi rolled her hips, little sighs tinged with a nasal hum escaping her lips. Hearing such blunt words, Gu Sijiu's face instantly flushed scarlet. She thought Song Jinzhi really did become a different person in bed; all her usual elegance, dignity, and reserve turned to their opposites. She was like an insatiable little sprite, desperately thrusting her wetness toward her mouth.

"A Jiu, I like it when you use your mouth on me." Song Jinzhi relished sex, and whatever felt good, whatever she wanted, she'd state outright. Unlike Gu Sijiu, who struggled to hold back her sounds, Song Jinzhi loved crying out unabashedly. Listening to her panting and satisfied moans, Gu Sijiu felt her own body grow wet in response, not the fierce deluge of heat, but enough to make the inside of her thighs sticky and slick.

Song Jinzhi tugged the rope free and released Gu Sijiu's hands. This was their first time doing this outside of heat, yet the fervor Song Jinzhi showed was hardly different from that of a heat cycle. It dawned on Gu Sijiu that, for Song Jinzhi, the notion that heat turns one wanton was simply nonsense: because even without heat, she was this wanton anyway.

With her hands freed, Gu Sijiu flipped them, pinning Song Jinzhi beneath her. They kissed eagerly, and long honed, unspoken understanding gave way to flawless sex. Even without the influence of heat, it lasted a full three hours before they stopped. Afterward, Gu Sijiu still had energy left. She took Song Jinzhi's hand and, blushing faintly, placed it on her own shoulder.

The hint wasn't obvious, but given Song Jinzhi's intelligence and the mood, it was easy to see that Gu Sijiu was aroused too. Song Jinzhi wanted Gu Sijiu as well, but remembering how the woman had shown zero awareness about keeping distance tonight, she balked. A little punishment would make her own Alpha more obedient.

"I'm tired. I want to go back and rest." With that, Song Jinzhi pulled her hand back, then, saying nothing more, gathered her clothes and left the room. Gu Sijiu sat dumbly on the bed, stunned that Song Jinzhi would turn so coldly indifferent, getting her pleasure, then tossing her aside. The wetness between her thighs gradually cooled, and even the restlessness in her heart and body was doused along with it.

Gu Sijiu felt a pang of sorrow. She stared blankly at the empty room for a while, her nose stinging, then lay back down. Truth be told... when Song Jinzhi had let her take her earlier, Gu Sijiu had been so happy. Without heat driving it, Song Jinzhi had desired her. Gu Sijiu had thought Song Jinzhi had feelings for her, if not love, then at least liking. But the cold way Song Jinzhi had just left made Gu Sijiu feel like she'd deluded herself once again.

Was the last humiliation not enough? Gu Sijiu asked herself, curling up on the bed, biting the pillow as she whimpered softly. With the whole room steeped in Song Jinzhi's scent, it only made the ache sharper. Gu Sijiu cried without sound, tears falling silently. Now and then a choked sob broke through, which sounded even more heart wrenching.

Song Jinzhi came back. She'd felt her earlier behavior was truly excessive, being rejected when seeking intimacy with a lover is not a pleasant thing, and she wanted to apologize. But no sooner had she reached the doorway than she saw Gu Sijiu curled up on the bed. The woman was naked, her thin back arched, the ridge of her spine protruding.

Her sobs were stifled and restrained. Such crying was far more devastating than loud wails, and it stabbed at Song Jinzhi's heart like knives. She had never so deeply regretted her childish act. Gu Sijiu hadn't come to confront her but had hidden here alone, crying, clearly wounded and afraid. Guilt and heartache flooded her, and she hurried to the bed to embrace Gu Sijiu.

"A Jiu, I'm sorry. I came back. Don't cry." Song Jinzhi softened her voice, gently stroking Gu Sijiu's back. She felt the trembling intensify, but the other forced the weeping down.

"You... why did you come back? Song Jinzhi, stop playing this hot and cold game, all right? I know. I'm just your... vibrator, no different from a tool for you to release your lust." Gu Sijiu's voice came muffled from the covers, broken and halting, she'd clearly been crying so hard she couldn't manage a full sentence.

"A Jiu, that's not it. I don't think of you that way. I..."

"Song Jinzhi, I don't want to hear what you think. Do you believe that just because I like you, you can trample my feelings however you please?" At this, Gu Sijiu finally lifted her head. Sitting on the bed, draping the quilt over her body, she fixed her red rimmed eyes on Song Jinzhi with fierce intensity. Seeing the hurt and disappointment in them, Song Jinzhi understood this was no small sulk to smooth over.

She owed Gu Sijiu an explanation.

Gu Sijiu saw the tenderness in Song Jinzhi's eyes. Had tonight's events not happened, she might have been overjoyed, even thrilled at the thought that the other might like her back. But now she dared not let her mind leap to such conclusions. This was the first time she'd liked someone, and that liking had brought her no happiness; it had even begun to frighten her.

"Song Jinzhi, you know, from the moment you started avoiding me, I told myself not to degrade my own feelings anymore. There's no need for me to take the initiative in showing affection, no need to do those pointless things to beg for your liking. But... I just like you. I can't be as cold as you. And now, I've had enough."

When she finished, seeing Song Jinzhi made no move to leave, Gu Sijiu got out of bed, intending to sleep in the guest room. At that moment, Song Jinzhi grabbed her, grip so strong that even an Alpha like Gu Sijiu couldn't break free. Then her body was pressed back onto the bed. Before Gu Sijiu could speak, Song Jinzhi's gentle kiss fell on her eyes, kissing away tear after tear.

"A Jiu, don't go."

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