He slowly moved forward with Song Lingfei following his lead to step back, her wings folded, and then turned translucent, slowly and elegantly shrinking into beautifully shaped masses of Spiritual Qi that eventually fully hid in her back.
Their kisses grew hotter, more passionate as her breathing became slightly rougher, audibly excited.
Their clothes started falling to the floor as they entered the disheveled room, in a light disarray in the aftermath of her wings awakening.
She wanted to feel closer to him, for her skin to touch his as soon as possible.
An electric shock went through her from every move of his hands, from his hot breath touching her skin, from the sound and sensation of their lips rubbing against each other, from feeling the warmth of his skin as well as power and sturdiness of his body under her own hands.
She was somehow more impatient and insatiable, as if some other instinct woke up in her along with the wings.
