"I want to mark you right now," Prince Xanfon said determinedly. His hands gently gripped the arms of Princess Althea, his eyes locked on her, her figure fell into shadows that embraced surroundings. He seemed to drop his full power so that he could get what he wanted.
Princess Althea didn't move much, her eyes widened, her lips parted slightly. Even when Prince Xanfon's soft lips kissed hers, her consciousness had not yet returned. As his soft hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her body closer, she was still not fully conscious.
Time and the world seemed to have stopped, replaced by a depressing stranger.
When the brush of the tongue that had brushed against her gums, hitting all the gaps in her teeth, penetrated the tip of her throat, she subconsciously looked up as if to give more gaps.
