The Tough Girl and Her Beast King Lovers novel Chapter 7

But Sebastian's body didn't seem to agree with his thoughts. When his silver-white tail brushed her ankle, the fur at the tip fluffed up on its own.

The low growl he held in his throat sounded more like a warning to himself, telling him not to lean in and breathe in the sweet scent of her hair.

When the little female wobbled as she tried to stand, the tense wolf body dropped low at her feet first, offering support without thinking.

She just stared at him, not saying a word. His nerves spiked again. So she was going to refuse, right? Of course. I knew it.

"R-ride ... ride the Fenfrost back...?" Laurel gasped. "Oh my god! How could I mind? I'd love to!"

She forgot the pain at once. Her eyes sparkled, and she nodded without hesitation. Before she realized it, her fingers were already sunk into Fenfrost's snowy fur.

Inside, she was screaming. Mind it? As if. I have zero resistance to fluffy things, okay!

She suddenly realized she was a little too excited. She cleared her throat and forced a polite tone. "Well ... sorry to trouble you."

Her smile, however, refused to fade.

Fenfrost's ear tips flushed pink. He turned his head away, trying to look calm, but his throat bobbed on its own.

His thoughts spun out of control. She liked his beast form. She actually liked it. She wanted to ride him. She'd even touched him.

His silver tail lashed back and forth behind him, carving uneven arcs into the snow, before he forced it to go still. Pull yourself together. Stay calm. Stupid tail.

When Laurel climbed onto his powerful back, her fingers sinking into the thick fur at his neck, Fenfrost's muscles locked tight.

Those small hands were soft and warm, kneading his neck fur without any restraint as she sighed happily. "Ah, softer than clouds and warmer than a heater."

The skin beneath his fur burned hot enough to melt snow.

"Sebastian, you're like a super-sized Samoyed."

She leaned down and rubbed her face into his fur. "Even the biggest plush toy isn't this nice to touch."

Fenfrost paused mid-motion as he picked up the hide-wrapped meat. Ripples passed through his deep blue eyes.

He deliberately slowed his steps so the little female on his back could hold onto his neck more securely. His fluffy tail quietly curled around her waist.

This Fenfrost, who looked so steady on the outside, had a heart pounding fast enough to shake snow off the pine branches.

Along the way, Laurel felt like she was buried in a giant cloud. Soft, warm, and filled with a clean pine scent.

Her hands were anything but well-behaved. One moment she was patting his head, the next she was poking his ears.

"Wow, your ears are so bouncy. They go boing boing when I poke them.

"Wow, your fur is so fluffy. You're like a huge puppy.

"So cute. How can there be such a cute big puppy?

"Here, here. Whose big puppy is this?"

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