Deviant: No Longer Human

"Is he gone…?" she whispered, her voice trembling, lips brushing against his ear.

"No, and you—Loli—stop squirming," Wang Xiao growled through clenched teeth, inhaling her soft pleasing fragrance. His lips brushed lightly against her neck, making her shiver.

Qian Ruixin's eyes flickered with conflict, her hands gripping his shirt tighter, trying to maintain some composure. But the soft contact against her skin sent ripples of confusion and heat through her.

Meanwhile, Lingling's thigh rubbed against Wang Xiao's crotch, while Liu Yanmei's soft ass kept pressing into his hand, making it nearly impossible to maintain control.

"I'm trying!" Lingling hissed, her face flushing deeper as she tried to adjust. Her thoughts spun, still stunned at what he had called her.

But now wasn't the time to fight.

Her chest was crushed against his side, and her hand had fallen onto his thigh. She glanced down, her eyes widening as she realized how hard he'd gotten. "Shit…" she muttered under her breath.

Qian Ruixin's face lifted slightly, her expression curious. "Huh? What happened?" Her gaze flicked to Lingling, whose face was glowing red.

"I-It's nothing..." Lingling stammered, unable to say more, her voice shaky with embarrassment.

Beside Wang Xiao, Liu Yanmei kept shifting uncomfortably, her ass pressing harder into his hand, her breath coming in soft, unsteady bursts. Her body reacted to every slight movement.

Qian Ruixin, still lying on top of him, could barely catch her breath. Her chest heaved with each inhale, her hips involuntarily rocking against his leg.

"..."

The heat radiating from his body made her feel lightheaded.

Her lips brushed his neck, and before she could stop herself, a soft moan escaped.

"Xiao Wang… m-move your head away…" she whispered, her voice trembling with both shame and frustration.

"Ugh… what the hell?" Lingling groaned as well, squirming uncomfortably on top of Wang Xiao.

Her chest pressed against his, her legs tangled awkwardly as she struggled for space.

Wang Xiao smiled wryly, inhaling the mix of fragrances around him, a primal urge flaring up.

For a brief moment, he wanted to ravish all three of them right there.

Qian Ruixin's hazy eyes met his, her gaze pleading as she hovered above him.

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Something stirred deep within Wang Xiao.

"Mmngh!?"

Before Qian Ruixin could process it, Wang Xiao lifted his face and kissed her—hard, his lips pressing into hers.

"You—" She jerked her head back, ready to scream, but before she could, Wang Xiao freed his hand, trapped between Lingling's breasts, and gently pushed Qian Ruixin's head against his chest, silencing her.

"Shhh... He's close…" Wang Xiao whispered into her ear.

Qian Ruixin's eyes widened in shock, her heart hammering in her chest as she quieted, anxiety and confusion mixing in her.

Wang Xiao, satisfied with her stunned reaction, couldn't help but savor the sweet taste lingering on his lips.

"..."

"..."

Lingling and Liu Yanmei exchanged speechless glances, both having witnessed his brazen move.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Murong Shan's footsteps echoed closer, making everyone freeze in place. He was just outside, the thudding of his shoes louder with each step.

"Shit! He's coming this way," Lingling whispered, panic flashing across her face. But even as she spoke, her body betrayed her, shifting again and rubbing up against Wang Xiao's growing bulge.

Wang Xiao groaned softly, barely able to restrain himself. "If you keep moving like that, I'm not gonna be able to hold back," he warned, glaring at her.

"I..." Lingling immediately stiffened, her face turning bright red.

Liu Yanmei's breath grew shallow, her body trembling as Wang Xiao's hand inched closer to the hem of her skirt.

"Don't… we can't…" she muttered, but her body's reaction told a different story. She half expected him to take things further, part of her wondering if he would go through with it despite the risk.

Qian Ruixin, still pressed against him, flushed as his words sank in.

Even though he was talking to Lingling, the vulgarity of it made her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

'He's so vulgar…' she thought, not remembering him being like this before.

But her body couldn't help reacting.

"Mmn.."

A soft whimper escaped her lips as her hips shifted involuntarily against his leg, making her even more aware of the heat between them.

Murong Shan's shadow was outside, the car door rattling as he tested the handle.

Everyone held their breath, almost instantly.

Lingling bit her lip hard, enough to draw blood as she struggled to stifle the whimper in her throat.

Her hand, trembling, brushed against Wang Xiao's hardened shaft, the contact sending a surge of heat through her.

"Fuck… what are we gonna do?" she whispered, her voice shaky.

Wang Xiao exhaled sharply, losing control inch by inch.

His grip tightened on Liu Yanmei's ass, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric, grazing along her crack.

"?!!"

Liu Yanmei's eyes widened in shock, a muffled gasp escaping her lips as she covered her mouth, looking at Wang Xiao pleadingly.

But his fingers didn't stop, squeezing and pressing into her soft flesh, the hot sensation making her body tremble uncontrollably.

"Mmmm…" she moaned softly, her voice muffled as she bit her lip to keep quiet.

Qian Ruixin heard Liu Yanmei's muffled sounds and shuddered, her soft body instinctively pressing harder against Wang Xiao.

The heat between them was unbearable, and the growing tension made her chest rise and fall more rapidly.

"Rui... If you don't stop grinding against me, I'm going to fuck one of you right here," Wang Xiao growled, this time not holding back as he issued the warning directly.

"Huh?" Qian Ruixin couldn't believe her ears, her wide eyes filled with shock.

But as she looked down, she noticed Wang Xiao's glare fixed on Lingling. Her hand had slipped into his pants, her fingers wrapping around his length as she stroked him, her movements slow and deliberate.

Wang Xiao had enough.

With a quick motion, he released his grip on Qian Ruixin's head, letting her move freely, and used that hand to grab Lingling's breast.

His fingers twisted her nipple harshly, forcing a reaction out of her.

"Ah!?" Lingling gasped, her body jerking, but as she felt three sets of eyes on her, she instantly clammed up, guilt written all over her flushed face.

She had gotten carried away.

The heat in the cramped space had clouded her judgment, and now, the itching desire between her legs was unbearable.

Tap. Tap.

Murong Shan lingered outside, his voice calling out once again. "Ruixin?"

The door rattled again, sending a wave of panic through them, but they stayed still, their breath collectively held.

Finally, the footsteps receded, and Murong Shan's presence faded into the distance.

Even with the threat gone, the tension inside the car remained.

The heat from their bodies made the air feel stifling, and none of them dared move, their desire keeping them locked in place.

Qian Ruixin's shallow breaths filled the space, her chest still pressed tightly against Wang Xiao. "That was… way too close…" she whispered, her hand sliding down to his chest, her fingers grazing his bare skin. She knew what she was doing, but with nowhere else to place her hand, she let it rest there.

Liu Yanmei, still trembling from the sensation of Wang Xiao's fingers on her bare skin, let out a shaky breath.

Her hips shifted against him, her body craving more of his touch despite her whispered warning. "We can't stay here… we need to leave…" she murmured, but even as she spoke, her body betrayed her, leaning into his hand.

Lingling, her face flushed with heat and guilt, didn't remove her hand from his pants. Her eyes were glazed with a mix of fear and lust. "This is… so fucked up," she whispered, but her body refused to pull away, the thrill keeping her rooted in the compromising position.

Wang Xiao let out a slow, deep breath, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to control himself. The heat, the pressure, and the closeness of the three women were driving him to the edge. "If any of you keep moving like this," he growled, his voice rough with desire, "I'm going to make sure you pay for it."

"..."

"..."

"..."

As the footsteps completely faded into the distance, Wang Xiao let out a slow, deep breath, his patience worn thin. W

Bang!

Without hesitation, he kicked the car door open, startling the women.

The door swung wide, and the cool night air rushed in.

"Out. Now," Wang Xiao ordered, his voice low and commanding, his body tense from the heat that had built up inside the car.

Qian Ruixin stumbled out first, her legs shaky, breath coming in shallow gasps. "So hot…" she mumbled, fanning her flushed face with trembling hands.

The fresh air was a relief, cooling her burning cheeks.

Liu Yanmei followed, her legs trembling as well, her skin still tingling from the sensation of Wang Xiao's hand on her earlier.

She bit her lip, struggling to compose herself. "That was… insane," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper, her heart still pounding from the fear of being discovered by her own son while making out with someone else.