"Never," Zhao Lian spat through clenched teeth, her voice trembling. She was fighting herself as much as she was fighting him. Her chest heaved, her skin flushed, every part of her wanting to scream in protest, but her body felt weak, weighed down by his dominance.
"Keep telling yourself that," Wang Xiao said with a chuckle, his hand sliding lower to her most intimate place. "But your body is already giving me the answer." His fingers slid between her folds, his grin widening as he felt her involuntary response.
Wang Xiao leaned in close, his hot breath grazing **Zhao Lian's** neck before his tongue snaked out, licking slowly along her skin. She shuddered, repulsed, but unable to stop her body from reacting. His lips brushed against her cheek, and then he bit down hard, a painful nip that made her wince.
