"But..." Kouhei muttered under his breath, his voice low, trembling.
As he looked down at her, something inside him clicked. Kyouka... she was a masochist. He'd realized it the moment he slapped her ass earlier, when she came instantly from just that single act. The way her body reacted—the shuddering moan, the way her back arched, the expression on her face—it had all been there in plain sight. She enjoyed it. She craved it.
And yet... not even once had they achieved Love Link.
Kouhei knew exactly why. He'd been too lost in himself—too consumed by his own desire to focus on the emotional connection that the Love Link required. He wasn't thinking about harmony, only about pleasure, about the release he'd been chasing like a starving animal.
