CHAPTER 71: CHAPTER 71: BONUS AU BEASTMAN X HEALER

This is a bonus AU[Alternate universe Chapters] there will be many like this, which aligns with the novel plot, the book author had created. Next AU will be Alien.

Stay tuned!

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Min-jae had always been told to avoid the forest at dusk.

The elders called it the serpent’s hour, when the great scaled ruler of the deep woods returned from hunting. When the wind grew still. When every creature fell quiet. When a pair of gold eyes could open between the leaves without a sound.

But Min-jae was not from this village.

He had no fear of old stories.

Only a patient with a fever so high his body trembled.

If the only cure was Moonroot, then he would find it. Even if it grew in the serpent’s territory.

His boots pressed into soft moss. The deeper he went, the quieter the world became. Until the last birdcall faded, and the air shifted.

Something moved above him.

A coil of black scales, as smooth as polished obsidian, slid over a branch thick enough to crush bone.

The creature that watched him lowered itself slowly, half immense serpent, half a man whose hair fell in ink-dark waves and whose eyes shone with a predator’s reflected light.

The villagers called the serpent..Meical!

The cursed Beastman king of the forest.

A creature spoken of with fear and reverence

Min-jae raised his chin. There was no need for him to kneel.

His fingers only tightened around the basket of herbs.

"I only came for Moonroot.." he said, voice steady. "I have no interest in trespassing beyond that."

Meical’s tail coiled once, lazily, but there was calculation behind the movement.

"Humans always say they ’only came’ for something.." his voice was low, almost gentle, almost mocking. "Then they take whatever they find."

Min-jae exhaled through his nose.

"My patient will die without it."

Meical’s gold eyes narrowed and then began to changed.

His scales receded, limbs reshaped. In a slow, fluid motion, Meical’s form shifted into something closer to human. He stood before Min-jae, bare-chested, tall, and entirely unhurried, a hint of fang still visible at the corner of his smile.

"There’s a price, if you’re willing to pay, then I will give you the moonroot you seek.."

Min-jae frowned, he had a feeling he would be at the shorter end of the stick no matter what the price was.

"And what is your price?"

Meical smiled as he circled him, inhaling the sweet smell wafting out of him.

"Your body, I want to ravage you.."

Min-jae lips twitched, so he had two options, get fucked by a beast or get r*ped, he had feeling this guy would not let him go even if he said he didn’t want the moonroot anymore.

He sighed, his patient was dying, if getting fucked with get him the moonroot.

Then so be it.

"Fine..."

Meical smiled as he picked Min-jae up with his tail, earning a string of shocked curses from him.

"I should warn you, I have two cocks and I’m going to use both.."

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Min-jae froze, what did he mean by he had two cocks!

No!

He had made a mistake!

Min-jae’s world tilted, the horizon of trees and sky swapping places as the powerful, sinuous tail lifted him effortlessly into the air.

A shocked gasp tore from his lips, followed by a stream of curses that did nothing to slow Meical’s progress.

The beastman moved through his domain with an unnerving grace, carrying Min-jae deeper into the warm, still heart of the forest.

His back met a bed of impossibly soft moss that cushioned his fall. The coiling pressure around his waist vanishing, but before he could even think of scrambling away, Meical was over him.

The sheer size of him was overwhelming, a wall of heat and muscle and dark, shimmering scale. A low, rumbling sound vibrated from Meical’s chest, a purr that was anything but gentle.

"You agreed to my price.." Meical’s voice was a dark whisper in his mind, a physical sensation that slid over Min-jae’s skin. "Now you’ll take everything I give you."

Rough hands, tipped with claws that could shred flesh, made quick work of Min-jae’s clothes. They didn’t tear; they simply fell apart under that deliberate, careless touch, as if the fabric understood it had no right to be a barrier.

Cool evening air washed over his naked skin, raising goosebumps that were immediately soothed by the scorching heat radiating from the beastman above him.

Meical’s eyes, those twin pools of liquid mecury, drank in the sight of him, sprawled and exposed.

"Fuck, you’re pretty laid out like this.." Meical growled, his voice thick. One claw-tipped finger traced a line from Min-jae’s throat down his sternum, making his entire body shudder. "All that brave talk, and now you’re just a quivering little thing waiting to be used."

Before Min-jae could form a retort, Meical’s mouth was on his. It wasn’t a kiss of affection, it was a claiming.

Meical’s tongue pushed past his lips, tasting him, dominating the space inside his mouth with a skill that made Min-jae’s head spin.

A fang nicked his lower lip, a tiny spike of pain that was instantly washed away by the sheer, overwhelming sensation. He moaned into the kiss, a broken, unwilling sound that only seemed to spur Meical on.

Meical pulled back, a thin string of saliva connecting them. His smile was a wicked, unspoken promise.

He shifted his weight, and Min-jae’s eyes widened. He felt it then, the truth of the beastman’s earlier warning.

A thick, heavy pressure against his inner thigh. And then, another, just beside it. Both were immense, hot, and already slick with the evidence of Meical’s desire.

"Two cocks, little healer.." Meical breathed against his ear, the words a hot, damp promise. "Both of them are going to be so deep inside you, you’ll forget your own name. I’m going to fuck you so full, there won’t be room for anything else."

His hand wrapped around Min-jae’s hand, guiding it down. Min-jae’s fingers trembled as they made contact. The skin was impossibly smooth, like heated silk over solid, rigid granite.

A drop of thick precum beaded at the tip, and Meical dragged Min-jae’s fingers through it, smearing the slickness.

"Feel that?" Meical rasped. "That’s just a taste of what I’m going to pump into you. I’m going to breed you on this forest floor. I’m going to shoot my seed so deep into your guts, your body won’t know what to do with it all. The question isn’t if you’ll take, healer. It’s how many times."