An Jin buried her face in his chest, her cheeks flushed crimson. "Be gentler..." she pleaded, her voice tight with discomfort.
Her eyes darted nervously to the wall. Ling Hong and Xi's room was right next door. 'It would be so embarrassing if we woke them up.'
But a dark look swirled in Mi Yin's eyes; he deliberately tried to make her cry out louder. Humiliated and furious, An Jin bit his muscular arm several times, trying to break free.
"...Don't move," he rasped, his breath hot against her neck.
An Jin was in agony. She truly didn't dare to move—not out of obedience, but because she could feel the serpent's barbs.
As Wandering Beasts, most Snake Beasts mated with females by force. Over millennia of evolution, they had developed barbs to prevent a female from escaping, ensuring the act was completed.
In the darkness, the man's panting subsided slightly. The more she struggled, the more it drove him mad with the need to possess her, yet he held back. He didn't want to hurt her.
