[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-are-beast-nobles-supposed-to-be-this-lewd":3,"chapter-are-beast-nobles-supposed-to-be-this-lewd-are-beast-nobles-supposed-to-be-this-lewd-chapter-29":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Are Beast Nobles Supposed to Be This Lewd?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1526381,1978,"Chapter 29: Too Close to Stop","are-beast-nobles-supposed-to-be-this-lewd-chapter-29",29,"\u003Cp>As she turned back toward the mirror, she suddenly saw Silas standing behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A startled scream escaped her — but it was immediately muffled by a large, warm hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened as she stared at him, her heart pounding hard against her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An apologetic look flickered across Silas’ face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he was sure she wouldn’t scream again, he removed his hand from her mouth, and Mirabelle instantly spun around to face him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing here?\" she hissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is this some kind of beastman habit? Just appearing in a woman’s room?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sly grin spread across Silas’ lips, his golden eyes glinting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Surprising you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was low, carrying a seductive undertone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now?\" Mirabelle’s voice came out shriller than intended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sudden appearance had completely thrown her off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Would it be a surprise if you expected it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head slightly, clearly amused by her reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hadn’t she asked for exactly this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did you even find this room?\" she asked, trying to change the subject as she moved toward the vanity, fussing with her makeup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he saw right through her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, he was behind her again, stopping her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arm brushed against hers, and her back pressed against his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, she lifted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met again through the mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was dangerously close to her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, he didn’t stop himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned down, inhaling the scent where her neck met her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t detect the scent of another male.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization filled him with a deep, quiet satisfaction — so much so that a low purr rumbled in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vibration traveled through her back, making the fine hairs on her skin stand on end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You smell good,\" he murmured, his voice rough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside her, a storm of emotions raged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one crashing over her in waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Predator’, one part of her screamed. ’Run.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another whispered: ’Submit.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the loudest voice said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Mark him as yours.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The urge grew so strong that she felt her canines lengthen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, they pushed further from her gums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t stop herself. Her lips parted, and a hiss escaped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mirabelle hadn’t even known her teeth could do that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The panther watched her reaction closely, his eyes darkening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip on her tightened, one hand closing more firmly around hers while the other wrapped around her upper arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he lowered his head again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt his lips brush against her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Softly at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even that featherlight touch was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something inside her snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames licked across her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, they spread, setting everything inside her alight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She arched back, as if trying to press closer to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tail curled around his leg, anchoring her body to his, even as her mind struggled to break free from the sensations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt it too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hungry, he placed another kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, his tongue flicked out, tracing along her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft sound escaped Mirabelle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It started deep in her chest, rising until she could no longer suppress it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A purr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you taste even better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words fell over her like the first drops of rain after a scorching summer day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hissed against the flames, the steam clouding the last of her resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her instincts were louder than reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp, almost feral sound, she turned toward him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and pressed her lips against his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a gentle kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was one filled with desire and raw, animal need.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something ancient stirred between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not human. Not controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... need.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His scent wrapped around her, thick and inescapable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smelled like cold stone and darkness — something dangerous that made her pulse stumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he let her take the lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then his tongue pushed past her lips, and soon they were fighting for control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harsh breaths mixed with low, animalistic sounds — purring, growling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands pressed against her bare back, and he had the feeling her skin was burning him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She unraveled everything he had ever been, everything he thought he was, and turned him into something that saw only her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something addictive about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew she should stop — but her hands didn’t listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So her hands slid up to his neck, one burying itself deep in his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she tugged at it playfully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only to soften the next, running her fingers through it again, fascinated by how silky it felt between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His weight pushed her backward until she landed against the vanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bottles and small containers clattered to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs pressed hers apart, placing himself firmly between them, pulling her closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to take her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here. Now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mirabelle felt something hard pressing against her stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN:By the way... imagine me sitting here, blushing like crazy while writing this, while my husband keeps glancing over — and I’m way too embarrassed to explain what’s going on in my head.(〃▽〃)\u003C\u002Fp>",842,"2026-06-06T05:51:58.980Z",1,"novelbin.me","cdd7c91d37a8e28bd6683989dbbed574f640c5a8be83dd84fad909c72f6ebf1a","are-beast-nobles-supposed-to-be-this-lewd-chapter-30","are-beast-nobles-supposed-to-be-this-lewd-chapter-28",70,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fare-beast-nobles-supposed-to-be-this-lewd-cover.jpg"]