Yuebai felt like she was about to die of thirst.
After Yino had injected her with various dark marks and potions, he hadn't touched any part of her body except her abdomen. Yet...
Like a frog in slowly heating water, her resistance weakened with each passing moment. Every time she was about to reach her peak, Yino would stop with perfect timing.
Sometimes she lost such complete control that she couldn't even predict her own climax, yet Yino knew her body better than she did. He would build her up only to suddenly slow down and stop, leaving her disappointed every time hope bloomed.
Her mind was utterly exhausted.
Yet her mental fatigue didn't stop her body from craving more. Yino's fingers played her like a piano, each touch strumming her most sensitive nerves, leaving her trapped between pleasure and torment. Countless times he pulled her back from the edge of unconsciousness.
