Chapter 15: First Night (1)
The pill melted the moment it entered her mouth. In the blink of an eye, Sun Jiaojiao's entire body began to burn with an unbearable heat, and she was drenched in a fragrant sweat.
She had never tried this kind of pleasure-enhancing substance before.
The man in black stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, as if nothing had happened, coolly watching the changes in Sun Jiaojiao's body with amusement.
Sun Jiaojiao couldn't voice her suffering.
It was even itchier inside than on her petals.
It was as if countless tiny ants were crawling over her clitoris, or a feather was gently brushing it. The tingling itch was unbearable. She just wanted to open her little mouth and hook a clever hand inside to scratch it.
Sun Jiaojiao was a nympho to begin with. How could she withstand this kind of drug? In no time, she was overwhelmed by desire. Before the man in black, her breathing grew rapid, her face was flushed, and her eyes glistened with moisture. She pouted her lips pitifully, wanting it, but desperately biting her lip, not daring to speak, not daring to moan...
The man in black saw that the drug had taken effect. He unhurriedly reached out and unsealed Sun Jiaojiao's acupoints.
As her limbs went limp, Sun Jiaojiao finally couldn't help but let out a long, "Ah~," an infinitely delicate pant.
"Hmph..."
The man in black looked down on her, his expression still cold, but his tone had softened slightly. At least it wasn't so frightening anymore.
A hand with well-defined knuckles, long and beautiful, reached for Sun Jiaojiao's chest. In a few quick motions, he removed her gauze robe, leaving only her white chest wrap. But he didn't continue to undress her. Instead, through the wrap, he idly toyed with her nipples, pinching and flicking the two little red beans. In just a few moments, he had played with them until they stood straight up, printing two faint red dots on the white wrap, indistinct, abrupt, and adorable.
He had clearly just played with her a little, but she was already a muddy mess down below.
The man in black slid one jade-like finger down from her chest to her fragrant hole. He probed casually at the entrance, and it gave way instantly. When he withdrew his hand, his fingertip brought out strands of transparent, shining love fluid, clinging tightly to his finger.
"Feeling good? Still want to die?" His mocking voice entered her ears, word by word.
This aphrodisiac, although it muddled the senses, was definitely not some low-grade drug that made one lose all reason, leaving only lust in their mind.
Sun Jiaojiao, at this moment, although her body was burning with desire, her mind was still clear.
Even if she wanted to beg for it, she had to weigh the consequences.
If she didn't let the Crown Prince fuck her, the result might be angering him, leading to death. If she let the Crown Prince fuck her too easily, the result might be that his anger was vented too easily, and not completely, and she would still die.
She forcefully suppressed the slutty itch inside her. As if deeply humiliated, she covered the two perky points on her chest and struggled to sit up from the bed. She bit her lip, pouted, and didn't answer him. Instead, she pretended she was about to slam her head against a pillar in the room.
Her foot had just touched the ground, before she had even taken a single step, Sun Jiaojiao was, as she had guessed, intercepted by a powerful and domineering arm that wrapped around her waist, pulling her back, giving her no chance to "seek death."
Her skirt spun beautifully in the air. Sun Jiaojiao felt a little dizzy from the spin and instinctively reached out to grab the only thing she could grab. When she came to her senses, she found she was already sitting on the man in black's lap. Her jade-like arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, and her pair of round, soft mounds was pressed firmly against his chest. The posture didn't look like a chaste and virtuous maiden at all. It looked more like a courtesan in a brothel, actively offering herself, pressing against him, begging for the master's affection.
Sun Jiaojiao shifted her bottom uncomfortably, but she was imprisoned by those strong arms, unable to break free.
She could clearly feel a giant dragon beneath her, slowly waking up and raising its head.
"Want to die?" The man in black's lips curled slightly, but Sun Jiaojiao couldn't see it through the black mask. "If you're going to die, you can only die under me."
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