The world came to a still as Xiang Ling's entire body protested against the invasion. He was too big, and she was too tight. It was just too painful and unbearable.
"Ah Xuan..."
Her voice was barely audible as she tried to call the man to make him stop. Her body slumped and she found herself falling in Zhe Yuan's awaiting arms. He wrapped his arms around her and she felt him running his palm along the length of her spine.
"Relax, love. Try to relax." He whispered to her as his other hand moved to remove hair from her face. Despite the chill of the winter night, there was a sheen of sweat beads covering her hairline.
Xiang Ling took in a deep breath and tried to relax just like she was being told. She did recall relaxing her muscles only moments ago, but it seemed like she tightened them again at some point.
