Foster Son, Don’t Be So Crazy (49)

Song Jia stared straight at him and said, "I'm afraid."

Xiang Feng, "..."

She was actually completely afraid, ah. If not for Nian Shou and Su Liang, she would have ran away from here with all her might. Looking at the murderous expression on Xiang Feng's face, who wouldn't be afraid? Song Jia was terrified that he would do as he said and snap her neck in two.

Glancing away from his red eyes, Song Jia looked down and saw that the arrow which had pierced his chest had gone all the way through. Even if she knew that Xiang Feng had a superhuman body, she was still worried about him. That was another reason why she couldn't run away.

She bit her lip and said, "Xiang Feng, trust me."

Then she reached out with her hands and snapped off the arrow head.

Xiang Feng hissed, and his hand wrapped around Song Jia's neck. Because of her movement, the arrow had moved in the soft tissues of his body and made him feel an intense pain. The bloodthirsty Xiang Feng really wanted to kill this woman in front of him now.

Song Jia's heart skipped a beat. What surprised her the most was although she felt a wave of killing intent wash over her, the hand on her neck was loose. It seemed that he was trying his best not to kill her.

Song Jia was moved by this. Without hesitating any further, she wrapped her arms around Xiang Feng and said, "Sorry."

Then she grasped the end of the arrow behind his back with both hands and quickly pulled it out.

Xiang Feng's eyes became a deep scarlet, and the tiny bit of control inside him evaporated in a flash. Before he could kill the woman in front of him in anger, something soft was pressed against his lips.

Xiang Feng, "..."

Song Jia's thought process was simple. Since the bloodthirsty Xiang Feng from before had kissed her instead of killing her, maybe kissing him would prevent her untimely death.

Song Jia raised herself on her tiptoes and continued to kiss him. She nibbled on his bottom lip and laced her arms around his neck. Her heart pounding inside her chest, she secretly braced herself for the worst.

And then Xiang Feng kissed her back.

His kiss was hungry, violent, and almost brutal. When Song Jia needed to breathe, his mouth skimmed her jaw and then crushed onto her lips again. His hands were around her waist as he lifted her up, the muscles in his arms flexing as he held her.

Song Jia wrapped her legs around his waist. Their kiss intensified, igniting a flame that heated up both of their bodies. Xiang Feng pressed her against the pillar and moved his hands to loosen the laces of her dress. When he could finally tug it down and expose her upper body, he quickly cupped her breasts.

His mouth released her lips and moved down to her chest to lick the tip of the hardened plum. His tongue swirled around it, his sharp teeth sometimes grazing around the sensitive nub.

Song Jia bit her lip and moaned, "Nn...We're outside..."

Xiang Feng ignored her protest and continued suckling her breasts. But Song Jia grabbed his hair and tilted his head until his scarlet eyes were fixed on hers.

"I don't want anybody to see me like this," she said pointedly, laying out her bottom line.

She knew that her distraction had worked. He was breathing roughly and she could feel that he was impossibly hard even through the thick layers of clothing that separated them. But Song Jia didn't want to be caught in a compromising position. What if more assassins arrived? She didn't want to have a funny inscription on her gravestone.

Xiang Feng glared at her. But when he thought that any random person might be able to see her like this, it unexpectedly made him furious. He covered her with her dress, making sure that she was decent. He then embraced her and used the quickest speed possible to return back to the castle.

Once they were back on their bedroom, Xiang Feng quickly stripped her out of her dress and put her on the bed. He tore off his own shirt before covering her body with his own, his lips plundering her mouth.

Her palms were flat on his chest, his tongue intertwining with hers, sinking deeper into her taste. It was fevered and hurried, as his hands moved roughly across her breasts. His touch left behind a trail of fire all over her body.

Song Jia's eyes were hazy. Heat had spread from her belly to create moist longing between her legs.

Xiang Feng felt like he had been wandering in the desert for a long time. When he lowered his head between her legs, he sucked and licked her there like it was the only source of water he had seen for a very long time.

"Ahhh, ah!"

Tears leaked out of her eyes. Song Jia was drowning in ecstasy, her slender body trembling as she arched her back and shuddered. Her own heart was palpitating wildly, jumping and skipping out of order.

Xiang Feng finally removed his pants. His arms slid down to her bottom and lifted her up against his desire. He was so hard that it felt like the skin would split. His body stiffened, and with a sudden force, he thrusted deeply into her.

"Ahh!" Song Jia's eyes opened wide. He was hilt deep inside her!

Xiang Feng shut his eyes tightly together, moving slowly to coax her. But he quickly became impatient, as he felt that it was too slow. She was driving him crazy to the point of wanting to fuse with her forever.

Xiang Feng had pressed her hands firmly into the pillows. He held her down, making movement impossible as he made quick and fierce deep thrusts inside her body. Song Jia moaned at the sense of fullness that it gave her.

Huge and swollen inside her, Xiang Feng was wedged tightly between her legs as he rocked his hips. His unblinking gaze captured hers. Song Jia's breath stuttered. In his scarlet eyes, there was a feral light that made him seem like a ruthless beast about to swallow her whole.

His head leaned down to tease her breasts, suckling them one after another. While he was doing this, he was moving nonstop inside her.

"Ah! Ahh! W, wait!"

"Hn...too tight."

Because she suddenly tightened around him, he plunged deeply inside her in punishment.

"Ahhh!"

Song Jia's mind went blank. Her toes curled, an explosive wave spreading throughout her body. Devastating pleasure stole her breath as she orgasmed.

Xiang Feng's whole body was as hard as an iron pillar. Seeing that she had finally reached her peak, he released the last restraint that he was holding.

His mouth dived to hers, taking greedily, kissing her in a violent frenzy. Frantic groans spilled out of his mouth as he yanked up her knees, and pushed her legs into an M shape. He took her like a man possessed, as if he was trying to insert himself into every cell of her body.

Her nails sank into the skin on his back, nearly sliding off because their bodies were slick with sweat. All the frustrated energy inside him awakened a ravenous hunger, a hunger to take everything she had to give, and take complete possession of her.

Song Jia clung to him as he slammed deep into her. He wasn't gentle. Braced over her, he pumped into her with a crazy and fast pace, not giving her time to rest. His hands crept downwards, cupping her bottom and spreading her wider to meet his thrusts.

"Ahh...ohh...I can't..."

Song Jia shook her head from side to side, as she felt the familiar wave washing over her. She was going to come again. She gasped, her face strained.

Xiang Feng tore his lips away from hers and began to pound even harder, deeper. Their gazes locked as Song Jia took a deep breath and spasmed, her whole body becoming limp with satisfaction.

"Xiang Feng..." she sighed.

His name on her lips sent him over the edge. His manhood became thicker and longer inside her, the tight contractions of her flower cave making him drive impossibly deep. Pressure built, pushing him over the edge.

"Jia!" he shouted.

As if responding to his urgent call, Song Jia wrapped her legs around his waist and lodged him even deeper inside her. Xiang Feng came so hard that he couldn't even breathe. He thrusted in erratic and long strokes, his seed spilling into her womb.

The thought that he was finally a part of her, had come so deeply inside her that he would forever belong there, made his orgasm surge with a perfect mixture of pain and ecstasy. It went on and on, each hard plunge into her spurting more of his seed inside her.

When his manhood finally gave a last twitch, signing that his orgasm was about to end, Song Jia was uncomfortable at the liquid heat inside her body. This pervert...he came a lot.