Chapter 20: The body of purity?
Her body, once a vessel of purity, now begged for defilement, craving the very corruption she was meant to resist.
Zhao's eyes gleamed with triumph as he captured her mouth in a searing kiss, plunging his tongue past her lips to dominate the sacred space within.
Mwaaaaaa... Mmmmm...
The act was a blatant violation, a desecration of the divine, and yet, the master responded with a fervor that belied her supposed virtue.
Mmm... Ammmmm.....hmmmm..
Moans escaped her throat, muffled by the press of Zhao's lips, as her hands clenched the fabric of his robes, pulling him closer.
The heat between them was palpable, a tangible force that threatened to consume them both.
With this done, she believed she would be on the good side of Zhao.
...
Breaking the kiss, Zhao trailed his mouth down her neck, nipping and sucking at the delicate jade skin, leaving marks of possession.
"You taste like ambrosia," he growled, his breath hot against her ear.