Ruan Chanchan could feel the mer growing increasingly agitated. It seemed as if she did not stop him; he would soon do something that he might regret once his heat cycle was over. She thumped the mer on the chest and mumbled against his lips, "Your highness, you need to stop. I am not your mate."
However, Rong Xian was way beyond the point where he could hear a thing. When he heard Ruan Chanchan's voice, it was like the aphrodisiac was getting even stronger. His body shuddered, and soon, a sweet scent started to waft from his skin. He sighed as he kissed Ruan Chanchan. His body was getting even warmer. The heat inside his body was slowly getting out of control, making it impossible for him to see left from right.
At that moment, the only thing that was going on in his mind was that the woman underneath him was his mate and he was determined to make her his.
His eyes darkened even further as he started to grind his body against Ruan Chanchan.
Ruan Chanchan: !!!
