Ying Yue shivered as her mark started burning with intense pleasure. It felt like their hands were not just tracing the mark but her entire body.
She moved her face closer to the soft smooth skin of his neck before planting a soft kiss there. She heard the man inhaling sharply as he tightened his hold around her.
Qing Shan looked at the girl whose face was buried in the crook of his neck. He moved his mouth closer to her ear before he whispered, "Go ahead. Don't deny yourself what your soul and body are demanding."
He felt her fingers tightening around the collar of his robe as she let out a shuddered breath but pulled her face away to give him a grateful look.
Before he knew what he was doing, his lips were already placed against her forehead as he left a soft kiss there.
