This tender and juicy little lamb willingly walked into the trap, almost prepped for the feast. If he didn't indulge, he would be doing himself a disservice. Yet her body was too frail now, utterly incapable of handling his fervor. Why did he always have to face such dilemmas? He cursed silently in his heart.
"Seductive demon! Just you wait till I deal with you later." He muttered with a hoarse voice, rubbed fiercely against her writhing form, and then captured her rosebud lips, slowly transferring his Divine Power into her.
Her breathing steadied and as her gaze cleared, he shed silent tears in his heart: What a splendid opportunity missed!
