An Mo's golden eyes darkened into a deep shade of golden as he looked down at Su Qinglan.
"It hurts..." she whispered pitifully, her tear-filled, feverish eyes literally begging him to touch her. She looked so sweet and defenseless, practically pleading with him to give her relief.
An Mo felt like he was losing his mind bit by bit. Every primal instinct inside his beast body was screaming at him to take her right now, but he forced himself to hold back.
He couldn't rush her. After all, this was their very first time together, and he wanted to make it deeply memorable and sweet for her, not rough or rushed.
He gently laid her back down on the soft bed, but Su Qinglan squirmed wildly under his gaze. Her small, delicate hands refused to stay still.
She was continuously scratching at his chest and shoulders, her soft nails dragging against his skin and tickling his heart like a desperate, needy kitten.
If he didn't control her right now, she was definitely going to bite him!
