Master Bai! This Celestial Fox Spirit Is Asking For Divorce Chapter 343: Episode 32.4 Sensitive Car Sex (Mature)

Shen Yuan had read sowhere—probably during one of his late-night, "Oga-pregnancy-for-idiots" Googling sessions—that pregnancy doesn’t just play havoc with the oga’s hormones.

Sotis, the alpha gets swept up in the tide too.

In couples with high pheromone compatibility, the alpha’s hormones can sync right up with their partner’s moods, cravings, and, yes, desire included. It’s rare, like a cot gracing a cloudless night. But as it turns out, Bai Tingfeng is Shen Yuan’s very own celestial event.

Shen Yuan had long suspected Bai Tingfeng’s appetite ran on two settings: human and feral beast. Today? Definitely beast mode.

The alpha polished off three full plates before Shen Yuan was even halfway through his own, chewing like he was in a race no one else knew about.

Shen Yuan squinted. "You’re not just hungry."

Bai Tingfeng licked sauce from his thumb, smirking. "Maybe I’m saving ti."

"For what?" Shen Yuan asked.

The only answer he got was a sly, dangerously tempting smile.

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Ten minutes later, they parked in so quiet spot on the outskirts of the city, skyscrapers towering faintly in the distance. Bai Tingfeng had sent the driver away, taken the wheel, and brought them here without a word.

"Tingfeng, where the hell—" Shen Yuan began, only to have the words swallowed by a deep, consuming kiss.

The sudden heat left him reeling. One second, he was annoyed; the next, he was clutching Bai Tingfeng’s shirt, drowning in the taste of him.

The alpha’s mouth was relentless. His tongue swept in, claiming, coaxing every inch until Shen Yuan’s breath turned ragged.

Warm hands road down his sides, over his hips, sliding boldly under his shirt.

"Ah—" Shen Yuan gasped, jolting when calloused palms cupped his ass and pulled him forward, slotting their bodies together.

The cramped driver’s seat was suffocating, but Bai Tingfeng made it work. He reclined his driver’s seat far back, then maneuvered Shen Yuan with fluid strength until he was straddling his lap.

The bulge pressing against Shen Yuan’s crotch left no doubt about what the alpha had been racing toward all lunch.

"You’ve been distracted all day," Shen Yuan murmured, brushing their noses together.

"You’ve been slling too damn good all day," Bai Tingfeng growled, voice rough with restraint. "Your scent’s... addictive right now."

Shen Yuan smirked. "Pregnancy hormones, maybe. You should get used to it."

"I’d rather indulge in it," Bai Tingfeng said—and ripped open Shen Yuan’s shirt in one motion, buttons scattering inside the car. The thin undershirt beneath was damp and clinging, the fabric stretched over flushed skin.

"Fuck, Tingfeng!" Shen Yuan cursed, heat pooling low. He yanked off Bai Tingfeng’s coat and tossed it behind them, eager fingers fumbling at his husband’s belt.

Bai Tingfeng caught his wrists, eyes glinting. "Impatient?"

"Let the beast loose," Shen Yuan taunted.

The alpha didn’t need more encouragent. He freed himself with practised ease, his size pressing hot and heavy against Shen Yuan’s entrance. Shen Yuan guided him in, shuddering when the blunt head breached him.

"Ahhh—" they both groaned in unison, the connection sending shockwaves through their bodies.

Shen Yuan’s mind went blissfully blank; all thoughts burned away by the stretch and heat. Bai Tingfeng’s breath hitched as he sank in fully, fingers gripping Shen Yuan’s hips like he might never let go.

"Gods, you’re tight," Bai Tingfeng hissed.

Shen Yuan rolled his hips slowly, testing the angle. "And you’re big. What a perfect disaster."

The alpha’s laugh was strained, quickly swallowed by a groan as Shen Yuan began to move—up, then down, starting slow and deliberate. But the mont Bai Tingfeng’s hands shifted to cup his ass and lift, the pace changed.

With every thrust, Bai Tingfeng t him halfway, driving deeper, harder, until the car’s fra creaked around them. The air was thick with the mingling of their scents—spicy alpha musk tangled with the sweeter, richer edge of oga pheromones.

The whole car shook violently with their relentless rhythm. If anyone saw from outside, they wouldn’t need any guesses.

However, it has been a long ti since the couple beca careless. The thing that is going on in their head is to indulge themselves in passionate love-making.

"Yuan, I love you too damn much," Bai Tingfeng groaned, his voice dropping into sothing

feral.

"You just love my ass," Shen Yuan shot back, though the smirk on his lips faltered when Bai Tingfeng angled his hips and hit that spot, drawing out a broken moan.

Bai Tingfeng’s eyes darkened. "Maybe. But I’m also making sure my pregnant husband doesn’t do all the work." He tightened his grip, practically lifting Shen Yuan off him, only to slam him back down, forcing another gasp from his oga.

No joke. He really felt that girthy cock filling every space of his hole!

"Fuck! This is the kind of lunch break that I want! More! Tingfeng, more!"

The rhythm turned primal—hard, deep, and claiming—until Shen Yuan’s nails dug into Bai Tingfeng’s shoulders, back arching, mouth open in a silent cry.

Outside, the afternoon was calm, indifferent. Inside the car, the world had shrunk to heat, motion, and the man holding him like sothing precious and breakable—while simultaneously fucking him into oblivion.

"Take from the back, Tingfeng. I want to know how it feels to be fucked in front of the steering wheel," Shen Yuan murmured, his breath ghosting hot over his husband’s ear.

"Urghhh," Bai Tingfeng could only grunt, his voice thick with pleasure.

Shen Yuan, true to his power bottom reputation, took matters into his own hands. He flipped their positions without letting the cock inside him slip free for even a second.

"Ahhhh!" Both n gasped, the air electric from that daring little maneuver.

Bai Tingfeng rewarded him imdiately, hips snapping forward with relentless precision, sinking in so deep it was obscenely ball-deep.

"Ohhh!" Shen Yuan’s hands slid from Bai Tingfeng’s shoulders to the steering wheel, gripping it like he was on a one-way road straight to heaven.

"Gosh! I love it when you’re loving from the back!" Shen Yuan’s voice cracked when Bai Tingfeng leaned forward, chest to his back, arms snaking around his waist in a possessive embrace.

Bai Tingfeng’s low chuckle sent a shiver down his spine. "And I love it when you’re experinting like this." His words were punctuated by a particularly sharp thrust that made Shen Yuan’s knees give out, forcing him to lean heavier on the wheel.

Bai Tingfeng’s hand snaked up until it reached their twin pink peaks. He then pinched it with his finger, causing Shen Yuan to tremble.

"Don’t play with those! They’ve been sensitive these past few days! Probably due to pregnancy hormones!" He cried, pertaining to his nipples.

However, instead of stopping, Bai Tingfeng only continued ssing with Shen Yuan’s nipples. He used his fingers to round them up, squeezing and pulling every now and then.

Shen Yuan gradually grew accustod to the sensation, and everything felt good.

In fact, he got addicted to it, and he started moving more aggressively on top of his husband to stretch his nipples more.

The car’s suspension groaned, the leather seats squeaked, and the rhythm they kept was filthy—like the car itself was in on their sin.

The glass windows and mirrors inside the car turned foggy as the steam in their body was released due to their enthusiasm. The musk, mixed with pheromones in the air, was too thick; all they could sll was the sll of their bodies.

But they didn’t stop. They kept screwing each other until one of them reached nirvana.

"Ahhhhh! You are so big! Tingfeng!" Shen Yuan so scread.

His hole was red and dripping thanks to Bai Tingfeng’s fighter dick. He could feel all his nerves firing with pleasure in that part of his body. He’s super sensitive and extrely horny!

"Bai Tingfeng, I am coming! Oh my god!" He screams at the top of his lungs.

"Ohhh! Yuan! Yuan!" Bai Tingfeng responded by chanting his husband’s na while picking up his humping speed. He, too, was close. And there is no way he will let his husband cum alone.

They are in love and happy together. Thus, they will climax together.

What he didn’t know was that because of his acceleration, Shen Yuan’s internal sensitive spots got stimulated all at the sa ti. The dreaded climax ca to the oga earlier than expected.

"Ahhhh! This is crazy! Bai Tingfeng! What the hell is that?! Ahhh!" Shen Yuan cried and writhed as wave after wave of pleasure flooded his senses.

Since Bai Tingfeng was pulling him close, all he could grasp was Bai Tingfeng’s arms. His nails dug deep into the man’s skin.

Of course, it hurts. It even bled because Shen Yuan failed to control himself.

However, Bai Tingfeng seed to pay no mind to it as he just held Shen Yuan firmly while continuing his action.

"Yuan! I am coming, my husband! I am cumming!" He groaned against the base of Shen Yuan’s neck. He then bit Shen Yuan’s gland and released his alpha pheromones into Shen Yuan’s system.

At the sa ti, ribbons of white cum were released into the insides of the oga. It was thick and gooey. A testant of how long it has been since he released himself like this.

Shen Yuan felt it all flood his hole, and he couldn’t help but tremble.

"What on earth was that? I think I am way more sensitive than usual. Don’t you think I need to have myself checked?" Shen Yuan asked, panting.