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"I'll always find you. You don't belong to the heavenly realm or some prophecy. You belong to me."
I gasped, trying to twist away, but his strength was unyielding, demonic power crackling in the air.
"Meilin, stop... this isn't right," I whispered, even as heat pooled in my core, betraying me.
He didn't listen.
His mouth was on my neck, his tongue licking a long trail hungrily. Then he sank his teeth into my neck with fierce possession. Pain shot through me, mingling with a rush of pleasure that made my knees buckle. I whimpered as he marked me, leaving a blooming bruise that would remind me of him for days. His tongue lapped at the spot, soothing the sting before he bit again, harder, drawing a moan from my lips.
Meilin's kisses trailed fire along my jawline. He moved lower, lips brushing my collarbone, sucking until I arched into him involuntarily.
The prophecy screamed in my mind. I was supposed to fight him, not melt under his touch...but my body craved the dominance, the way he claimed every inch like I was his to devour.
With a swift tug, he unclasped the silk belt of my hanfu, the fabric parting like water to expose my bare chest to the cool night air. My nipples hardened instantly, and Meilin's eyes darkened with lust. He leaned in, kissing my shoulder, his tongue flicking out to lick a slow, wet path across my skin.
I shivered, a soft whine escaping as he captured one nipple between his teeth, biting just enough to make me cry out. "Fuck, you taste so good," he murmured against my chest, sucking the bud into his hot mouth, tongue swirling around it relentlessly. His hand kneaded my other pec, pinching the nipple until it throbbed.
Pleasure spiked through me, straight to my aching core. I bucked against him, hating how much I wanted this. Meilin growled in approval, his free hand shoving my hanfu higher, exposing my hips. In one fluid motion, he lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist on instinct. The tree bark dug into my back, but I barely felt it because all I could feel was the euphoric pleasure coursing through me, and I wanted more.
Meilin's mouth crashed onto mine in a rough kiss, teeth biting my lower lip until I tasted blood. He sucked on my lip greedily, tongue plunging deep to claim my mouth. I kissed back desperately, moaning into him, my resistance crumbling under the onslaught of pleasure.
"Meilin... I can't... more," I gasped, hating the words but needing them.
"What do you want, Ziyi? Say it."
"You ... I want you."
A possessive grin spread across his face. "Who do you belong to?"
"You," I moaned, surrendering completely. "I belong to you."
"That's right, you're mine."