That was all the affirmation He Juan needed to move. With Mu Yuze's slender ankle in his grasp, he bent down to trail kisses along the omega's skin, starting from his quivering shin, the inside of his knee, then the tender flesh of his inner thigh…
Everywhere he went, he left a line of hickeys and bite marks. They bloomed almost immediately across Mu Yuze's fair skin, the color was as red and deep as his flushed cheeks. All the while, Mu Yuze slapped a hand over his mouth, biting down on the back of his palm to muffle his voice. The soft keens and whimpers washed over He Juan, sending another rush of shivers and torrent of dark pleasure down his spine.
