forced love

Chapter 3: It was just a spring dream

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ye, don't..." The man tried to push away his domineering restraint, but he tied his backhand to the bedside post with his belt, and then violently separated the man's slender body. The legs didn't moisten or expand, and they couldn't wait to push forward. The ecstasy's secret acupoint was extremely tight, it was difficult to accommodate his size, and he felt a little uncomfortable due to the squeeze.

"Yeah... night... stop... stop..." But that still couldn't stop him from impulsively stabbing in, wanting to plunder everything there like crazy, piercing, penetrating, reaching to the deepest point!The friction on the inner wall became faster and faster, forcing the man to beg for mercy in pain.

"Please──Ye, don't be like this...I'm dying..."

The seductive moans lingered in his ears, and the crying begging for mercy even stimulated his desire to erect. The destructive possessive power wanted to ruthlessly rob everything of the person under him!

"Day, you are mine──" he ordered forcefully in the man's ear, and then he slammed into the deepest part of the man's body even more violently...

The desire to erect was thrusting back and forth in the small, tight and soft secret hole, as if he would never be satisfied, endless demands, endless possessions!The person under him trembled from the great pain, unable to struggle, unable to resist...

The long-necked and fair body is covered with embarrassing bruises, like the red falling on the white snow, which is particularly eye-catching.

He was fascinated by it, wishing to rub the person under him into his own flesh, blood, and bones, never to be separated again.

The climax is approaching, the frequency between the two strands is getting more and more intense, how many!After closing, he let out a muffled snort, and the scalding heat poured out...

"Master, it's time to get up, the prince is waiting for you in the hall!"

At this moment, a tender and clear voice came into his ears clearly from not far away, and in the next second, this lively and fragrant scene was wiped out and turned into nothing.

He was stunned for a while, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked around, carved beams and lacquered pillars, black and purple gauze tents, mahogany beds...

This is his room, a room he hasn't lived in for half a year.

At this moment, he was lying on his own bed, with no one beside him, why did that person exist?It turns out that the spring night just now was just a dream...

In the dream, it was full of that person's smell, that person's breath...

He shook his head, and his bewildered black eyes gradually returned to the iron black they used to be, exuding a cold, arrogant and ruthless aura.

"Qing Xiao, I want a bucket of cold water." He said indifferently to the young boy who was waiting for him outside the door.

"Yes." Qing Xiao replied humbly, then went down and ordered the servant to bring a bucket of cold water.

Mahogany carved paint bucket, clear water, cold to the bone.

Leng Ye submerged his whole body in it unconsciously, and he breathed a sigh of relief after a while.Qing Xiao, knowingly holding a bath towel, stood on the side of the bathtub without saying a word, waiting for her master to wash his body and change his clothes after the early bath.

"How long has he been waiting?" Leng Ye asked.

Qing Xiao hurriedly replied: "Is there a stick of incense?"

After listening, Leng Ye closed his eyes, feeling a little unwell and wanted to take a nap, as if he didn't pay attention to that person's waiting at all.This made the young Qing Xiao anxious. After all, that person is his master's elder brother and the future successor of the Xuanlong Kingdom. No matter what it is said, his master should not keep that person waiting.

"Master, I'm afraid it's not good to keep His Highness waiting..." Qing Xiao said nonchalantly.

As if he didn't hear it, Leng Ye still took a nap on his own.Faced with this indifferent master, Qing Xiao felt helpless.

At this time, the cold night seemed calm and calm, as cold as a stone.But Xinhu Lake has already set off countless waves, and his mind is full of the shadow of that person.Yesterday, his clothes were all torn, and the exposed texture was as delicate and smooth as white porcelain, and it was so beautiful.And the man in the spring dream this morning was struggling and moaning under his crotch, in an infinitely soft and coquettish manner...

All of this made him unable to control himself, and he was deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself...

When I have not controlled my desire for that person, I must not go to see him, absolutely not!

After about three sticks of incense, Leng Ye slowly opened his eyes.Iron-black pupils are unfathomable, and the depths of the pupils are as calm as stagnant water, terrifyingly silent...