“Every breath you take, every heartbeat you make, is a reward I give you. Rong Shenghan, you should thank me.”
Her words, though blatantly humiliating, were like the strongest liquor, causing Rong Shenghan to utterly succumb.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his breath hot as if it would melt her: "Thank you... thank you for taking me in, Miss."
The snow outside the window started falling again, landing on the glass with a soft, pattering sound.
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
The bedroom light was dim and warm, illuminating the entangled figures.
Yu Jiuyuan lay on the bed, looking at the man on top of her.
His movements were filled with a careful and cherished demeanor, yet they couldn't hide a deep-seated possessiveness, as if he were handling a rare treasure, or as if he were taming the wildest horse.
She reached out and ran her fingertips across his back, leaving faint red marks: "Press harder."
"You are mine, Rong Shenghan."
"Your body, your soul, everything about you, belongs only to me."
"Remember this feeling, remember who gave it to you."
Rong Shenghan's movements suddenly stopped, then became even more violent.
He kissed her collarbone and her neck, leaving his mark with his teeth, but immediately softened his touch when she frowned, like a pet learning how to please its master.
Every breath she took, every shiver she felt, confirmed her words.
All of this was a reward from her.
Yu Jiuyuan looked at the swaying shadows on the ceiling, feeling the man's burning body temperature and heavy breathing on her body.
She is the controller, the master who issues commands, while he is a pet who willingly submits.
In this game called "taming," she is always the winner.
But why... is my heart beating so fast? Why do I feel a strange sense of panic amidst his almost reverent kiss?
Rong Shenghan's kiss gradually became gentle, washing over all her senses like a tide.
His hand gently brushed through her hair, the gesture filled with the preciousness of something lost and found, as if she were a fragile treasure.
"Jiuyuan..." he called her name softly, his voice thick with a nasal tone, "Don't send me away again."
Yu Jiuyuan did not answer, but tightened her arms around his back.
She sets the rules for rewards and punishments, but the boundaries of depravity seem to have become blurred in the repeated entanglements.
The snowy night was long, and this game of control and submission had only just entered its most dangerous phase.
Yu Jiuyuan closed her eyes, letting herself be drawn into this out-of-control vortex. Perhaps she wasn't the only one who had gone mad, and perhaps he wasn't the only one who was willing to be tamed.
After all, being chosen by the young lady is the greatest reward, isn't it?
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