An Jin quickly reached out and covered his mouth, her face starting to burn again.
Once his mating season began, a certain snake's mind was filled with nothing but lewd thoughts. His entire being, down to every last strand of hair, radiated an intense desire to mate.
Feeling the soft touch on his thin lips, he couldn't help but lean in for a kiss, his snake tongue coiling around her delicate, fair fingertips. Then, he buried his head in the hollow of her collarbone, kissing and nuzzling her clean white dress until it was a complete mess.
During this special physiological period, his mind was now completely filled with the desire to be passionately entangled with his female day and night. Every moment of restraint was an endless torment for him.
The bed was too small, leaving no room to move freely. They had accidentally rolled off several times before because their movements were too vigorous. This time, he simply held her on the floor.
