The pleasure that followed was catastrophic. It wasn't just physical. It was the bond, the imprint, the fucking all merging into one white-hot point of ecstasy. Yu Xi's body seized, his cock jerking, shooting streams of cum onto the ground beneath him with a hoarse shout he didn't even recognize as his own. Pleasure ripped through him, so intense tears sprang to the corners of his eyes, his face a mask of utter bliss.
Jian Ci didn't stop. His thrusts grew wilder, more erratic. He covered Yu Xi's throat with his large palm, not squeezing, just holding like a beast claiming its mate. He breathed into Yu Xi's ear, hot and ragged.
Yu Xi, breathless and trembling from the force of his climax, arched his back and managed to turn his head, catching Jian Ci's gaze from the corner of his wet eye.
"I am all yours now... I belong to you," Yu Xi whispered, the truth of it vibrating in the new bond between them.
