Beauty and the Beasts: A Forbidden Love in a Mythical

Obviously filled with hatred, why did this body cater to this devil? Under DuGu Lue's evil big hands and the cold blade, she became increasingly sensitive.

Why did she have to bear such a mistake? The mistake of a wolf had already made her wish for death. But this man was even more ruthless than the silver wolf. He teased her body, making her sink involuntarily.

"Tell me, what's the name of the crystal doll?" Enjoying the beauty of her body, DuGu Lue decided to get to know her anew.

"Wan Ou." She said softly. Only by obeying him would he treat her gently. If she disobeyed him, he would be as wild as a beast, making her life a living hell.

He nibbled on her earlobe. "Little Wan Ou... little doll... what a nice name..."

Wan Ou was so ashamed and indignant that she almost spat out three liters of blood. Her name, which was praised by everyone, was actually called "doll" by him. Her body was controlled and she couldn't resist. A overwhelming sense of pleasure swept over her, almost making her lose control. When her whole body was trembling violently, he finally ended this damned union.

"Who was your first man?" Although she was incredibly tight, he knew she wasn't a virgin. When did DuGu Lue, who had always regarded women as playthings, start caring about such things? Even he himself was starting to get confused.

Chinese men all have a virgin complex. It's really an excellent tradition passed down from ancient times. A blatant sneer appeared on Wan Ou's lips. Her crystal - clear skin was like an impressionist oil painting canvas, and the third - rate painter was none other than DuGu Lue.

"You're not my husband." She "kindly" reminded him. "Nor do you have the right to inquire about any of my private life."

In DuGu Lue's eyes, there was no longer the hidden storm and hostility. His expressionless and cold face stared at her slender and delicate body, which was as smooth as creamy jade. "No matter whose woman you were before, from this moment on, you can only be mine. Here... and here... can only bear my mark... and only I can enjoy this promiscuous witch like you..."

"Shut up!" Wan Ou couldn't bear it and shouted. Wherever his big hands touched, it gave her a sense of despair that was overwhelming.

The pain from her slender waist, which could be encircled with one hand, immediately made her cry out. DuGu Lue tightly grasped her slim waist, as if he wanted to crush it. His cold black eyes were very close. "You'd better say these two words less, you know?" He raised his eyebrows and increased the strength in his hand.

"I'm not yours. I only belong to myself..." Wan Ou's waist was twisted like a snake, and the pain from his cruel fingers penetrated into her bones. She felt that her bones were almost about to be crushed by him.

Taking in a sharp breath, his entry was a blend of unbearable pain and supreme pleasure, creating a gorgeous color. He was like a madman, almost brutally and violently ramming, roaring as he forcefully thrust in. The tight union made Wan Ou's whole body tremble violently. She bit her lips and tears streamed down her face.

"You can only be mine... No one else can even look at you..." DuGu Lue didn't reduce his strength at all. Because of her disobedience, he became even more overbearing and rough. Through his snow - white long hair, his rapid breathing could be seen...

"What am I to you? A rag doll to be thrown away after use? Or your Nth woman? Or... do you want to make me your princess consort?"