"You feel so soft," he whispered against her lips, voice dark and enchanting. "So warm even in the cold water. Let me have you, little female. Let me mate with you here where the river can witness it. I will make it good for you. I will make you feel pleasure you have never known."
Lin Huahua's mind was spinning, her body reacting even as she tried to fight. He was beautiful. She could not deny it. His blue hair floated around them like a living halo, his turquoise eyes pulling her in, his smooth skin and powerful tail making him look like something out of the most forbidden fantasy. But she did not want this. She did not want him.
"Please," she gasped between kisses, her voice breaking. "Please let me go. I do not want this. I do not want to mate with you."
Mo Chenyuan only kissed her again, deeper, his hand sliding lower to press between her thighs, rubbing her through her clothes with slow, teasing strokes that made her whimper despite herself.
