The Butterfly Effect - Chapter 126, Wounded

"Mmm...uh..." Yang Youyou whimpered. She couldn't break free from his grasp. Her only usable tongue was immediately wrapped around his when it touched him. The scalding heat melted the saliva in her mouth, and if she couldn't swallow it in time, it would overflow from the corners of her mouth.
His long tongue, as if savoring the marrow, teased the places that pleased her, licking until she couldn't help but moan, her whole little mouth involuntarily responding to his advances.
Zhan Ying gazed at her intently, gleaning much more information from her reactions. For instance, her kisses were no longer as awkward as before; she knew how to coordinate her breaths and how to slip her little tongue into his mouth and entwine with his.
She had indeed been carefully trained by him...
He'd be angry or jealous? Ha...how could he! He was ecstatic. Every time, he chose to possess her, and every time, she belonged to him completely. Nothing could satisfy him more; his only regret was not being able to witness it with his own eyes...
"The name you gave me should never be forgotten by you, right?"
Yang Youyou had just come to her senses and was about to speak when Zhan Ying gave her no chance at all. His soft lips descended rapidly, and unlike the gentle tenderness before, this time his kiss was extremely fierce. He released his large hands that were holding her wrists, and with one hand clamped down on her chin and the other held the back of her head, his strength so great that it seemed as if he wanted to swallow her lips and tongue whole.
His long tongue darted into her mouth, conquering every inch of her mouth. Every place he could reach was scraped and licked, especially her tender tongue, which had nowhere to hide. Every time he entangled her tongue, he would suck on it almost domineeringly. Yang Youyou was so breathless from his kisses that she repeatedly pounded her free-floating hands on his shoulders and back.
"Mmm...mmm...uh..." Yang Youyou's eyes were filled with tears, her body went limp from lack of oxygen, and a shameful wetness rose from between her tightly clenched legs.
Zhan Ying swallowed her voice, scrambled for her saliva, and possessed her mouth, his forceful strength as if he wanted to devour her whole. He knew she wanted to escape, which was why she left behind the words "Don't rape me" before disappearing; she was unwilling to accept what she had experienced with "him" before.
If 'rape' was the cause, and 'recovery' was the consequence, was she telling him not to do it because she wanted to completely sever ties with him and never acknowledge him again? The thought of that possibility made him uncontrollably want to keep her by his side forever.
Yang Youyou couldn't take it anymore. Her sudden clenching of her teeth not only bit Zhan Ying's tongue, but also inadvertently injured her own. The sudden pain forced them to separate quickly. Yang Youyou winced in pain, covering her lips with the back of her hand; the salty taste of blood dissolved in her mouth.
Zhan Ying spat out a mouthful of blood, and seeing Yang Youyou's expression, his first reaction was to pull her hand away, grab her jaw, and check where she was injured. "You were bitten? Let me see..."
Yang Youyou pursed her lips and looked at him, a fierce internal struggle raging within her. Finally, reason prevailed and began to take effect. "I... am hungry..."
Hungry? Zhan Ying's heart skipped a beat; he was hungry too.
Seeing his breathing becoming heavier and heavier, and the rough thing pressed tightly against her thigh, hard as a hot iron rod without any attempt to hide it, how could Yang Youyou, who was suffering from it, possibly remain calm?
"I...I want to eat...I haven't eaten for days..." she pleaded, her voice trembling with weakness.
Zhan Ying stared at her intently. He thought that he must have been successfully outmaneuvered by her before, otherwise how could she be so adept at precisely controlling him? Her expressions, voice, and even her eyes were all gently smoothing out his soft spots. The tingling sensation in his heart controlled his brain. He was willing to give her anything she wanted, no matter what it was. Not to mention food, even if she wanted to drink his blood, he would not hesitate for half a second before proactively inserting a straw for her, whether it was artery or vein.
"Let me see your tongue, how badly is it injured..."
The slightly hoarse voice carried a unique allure. Yang Youyou's throat was dry, and after several mental reassessments, she finally opened her lips with a trembling voice, revealing her pink tongue, which had been slightly swollen from being knocked by her teeth.
The atmosphere instantly turned eerie. Zhan Ying couldn't resist even the slightest temptation from Yang Youyou. His adoring gaze seemed to scorch the air. He panted, his fingers swiftly capturing her tongue, which she tried to hide again as if sensing danger. Then, with her gaze fixed on him, he slowly extended his long tongue, pressing it against her wet, soft tongue, and began to lick it with utter lewdness.
Yang Youyou's tears were about to fall. Her hands, which were trying to push away, were once again pressed above her head by him with one hand. As he inserted two fingers into her mouth as a substitute for his tongue and stirred them around, her body began to tense up.
Zhan Ying licked her cheek, and as tears rolled down her cheeks, he immediately licked them away with his lips. The feeling of hunger made the veins on his forehead throb, and his erection groaned. With each rub against her thigh, a tingling and numb sensation sent a pleasurable feeling to the back of his head.
An equally unbearable itch invaded Yang Youyou's inner thighs. The more she tried to suppress the feeling, the stronger Zhan Ying's unique aggressive aura became; the more she tried to guard her mind, the more Zhan Ying seemed to be forcing her to fall, relentlessly and insatiably urging her on.
"You're mine..." Zhan Ying kissed her ear, hissing breath filling her ear, "Don't even think about escaping, because you can't... I won't allow it..."
Yang Youyou's expression showed signs of breaking down. She forced herself to hold back, but dared not resist or compromise any further. She could only obediently wait for Zhan Ying to dissipate his near-mad emotions on his own.
She was gambling, gambling that he would change because of her, to some extent.
Zhan Ying gazed intently at her, his eyes blazing with intense emotion that made Yang Youyou tense up, afraid to move. But Zhan Ying couldn't bear to blink, staring at her slightly furrowed brows, her trembling breaths, her lips parted to hold his fingers, and her alluring swallows... all these things combined, intensifying, like a seductive claw had been inserted into his heart, scratching him with both pain and itch.
Yang Youyou, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, kept praying. Through her misty, tearful eyes, Zhan Ying suddenly leaned over and kissed her forehead, cheeks, and nose with tenderness and affection. Finally, he pulled his fingers out of her lips, which she could not close for a moment, and sealed her soft moans.
For a long time, until the crimson of the consuming passion in Zhan Ying's eyes receded, he finally released her lips. His nimble tongue lingered on her swollen lips, sucking them lightly several times before he uttered, "...I'll feed you."
Yang Youyou had nowhere to avoid it. The words of refusal were already on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back. Being in a passive position, she had long been forced to remember his temperament; going along with him was better than resisting him, and she could protect herself. Besides, who knew her situation better than her? Knowing when to stop, avoiding him if possible, was the best course of action. Acting impulsively would only cause her suffering; why make things difficult for herself…

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