From his earlier fucking, at least her pussy had a gap which he guaranteed would still be tighter than ever, as he had shown mercy last time.
"I saw how you had been controlled by your destiny, yet you fought, yet you tried to overcome it. I can see who you are, Ying Jia. Naturally, you also know this, given I call you by your real name."
'!?!'
At this, her eyes widened, her breath catching as the implications sank in, her body exposed and vulnerable on the sheets, nipples tightening further in the air, pussy lips twitching slightly as a drop of arousal beaded at her entrance.
She thought he was someone far stronger, given how he healed her, but the way he said what happened to her—it was as if he knew exactly.
"Here," he told her, his hand reaching out to trace the invisible seals on her abdomen, fingers brushing her skin lightly, a finger entering her belly button, holding soft fat which sent shivers up her spine.
"So who was it?"
