Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Slight NSFW

"I... I don’t want you to force yourself..." Xiang Yu’s voice trailed off, his breath coming in shallow gasps. He was losing control, his body betraying his desire to resist. Han Xin’s pheromones were working their magic, clouding Xiang Yu’s mind with a haze of lust.

Han Xin growled, his restraint slipping away as he succumbed to his primal urges. He wrapped his arms around Xiang Yu, pulling him close in a possessive embrace. His fingers dug into the fabric of Xiang Yu’s shirt, his body radiating heat. Han Xin’s lips brushed against the sensitive gland, his breath hot against Xiang Yu’s skin.

Xiang Yu shuddered, his entire body tingling with pleasure. He felt Han Xin’s breath on his neck, the touch of his lips sending sparks of desire coursing through his veins. He was helpless against the onslaught of sensations, his body responding to Han Xin’s every touch.

Han Xin’s eyes burned into Xiang Yu’s reflection, his voice low and husky. "I need you just as much as you need me. We can help each other." Xiang Yu’s mind reeled, his thoughts clouded by the pheromones and the raw desire he felt. He had never experienced such a powerful connection, his body yearning for more.

Unaware of Han Xin’s true intentions, Xiang Yu found himself unable to look away from those piercing eyes. His throat constricted, and he nodded, his Adam’s apple bobbing in silent agreement before he whispered, "Okay." .

"Okay, what?" Han Xin’s lips curved into a devilish smirk, his fingers deftly unbuttoning Xiang Yu’s shirt, exposing his smooth chest. Han Xin’s breath was hot against his skin, sending a shiver down his spine.

Xiang Yu’s breath hitched as Han Xin’s pheromones washed over him, intensifying his arousal. He leaned his head back, his body yielding to Han Xin’s control.

"Your Highness," Han Xin whispered, his voice laced with dominance. "Beg me."

Xiang Yu’s heart raced his body on fire. Without hesitation, he surrendered to the moment. "Xin-ge, please help me," he pleaded, his voice thick with desire.

Han Xin’s smirk widened, his hand gliding over Xiang Yu’s exposed skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. He cupped Xiang Yu’s throat, his thumb stroking the sensitive skin, eliciting a soft moan from Xiang Yu.

"Did you kiss her?" Han Xin’s voice was low and menacing, his eyes darkening with possessiveness. Xiang Yu shook his head, his lips curving into a seductive smile. "No, I didn’t."