He carried her to the bed, tossing her down and quickly following. His large body covered hers. He flipped her over, pressing her face down into the mattress. He wrapped one arm around her neck, covering her mouth, while his other hand guided his c0ck between her legs.

"Squeeze your legs tight, and I'll let you go when I'm done."

He didn't need to tell her. Her legs were already clamped tight around him. His legs were between hers, giving her no chance to escape. If she relaxed even slightly, his hand would slap against her thigh, not hard, but loud and humiliating.

He began to thrust, hard and fast. His breathing grew heavy, the sounds of exertion mixed with the moans of pleasure.

Qin Zezhou never imagined that his carefully constructed facade, his perfect gentleman persona, would crumble so completely in her presence.

"So fucking hot."

He pulled down her strap, biting down hard on her shoulder. The mark on her collarbone caught his eye. As if possessed, he opened his mouth, his teeth grazing her delicate skin. His other hand moved to her bre4sts, cupping her full, round flesh.

Her nightgown was twisted around her waist, leaving her upper and lower body exposed.

He kneaded her soft br3ast, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through him. He had noticed her full br3asts at Zhong Yunde's wedding. What did she eat to make them so big, so full, so perky, so soft?

He was consumed by lvst.

"Mmm...ahh..."

He released her mouth, his hand coated in her saliva. Unfazed, he used the same wet hand to caress her other br3ast. The slickness added another layer of sensation.

He wanted to possess her, to defile her.

"Mmm...mmm...!"

He thrust hard and deep, his final strokes especially forceful. He pulled out just as he came, aiming his release at her lower back. He watched, mesmerized, as his s3men coated her white skin. A deep satisfaction filled him.

Annoyed by the twisted fabric around her waist, he ripped it away, then used his s3men-coated hands to spread his release across her back. He trailed his fingers up her neck, then leaned down, whispering in her ear, "Covered in my cvm. Do you like it?"

Jiang Yi's face still flushed with the afterglow of pleasure, she turned away, still annoyed.

Qin Zezhou wasn't bothered. He gently turned her face back, his sticky fingers caressing her cheek, enjoying her futile attempts to dodge his touch.

She was intoxicating. Just looking at her made him want to kiss her again.

"Call me husband," he rasped.

Jiang Yi stared at him in disbelief.

He gazed at her lips. "If you don't, I'll kiss you." His voice was calm, deliberate. "And then I'll fvck you again. But I've already used your legs. What should I use next time?" His gaze drifted down to her br3asts.

Jiang Yi gasped, covering herself.

"Will you call me husband now?" he pressed.

Muffled by the blankets, her small voice came through. "Hus… husband."

Qin Zezhou paused, a smile spreading across his face. "Good girl. Say it again."

Hearing him call her "wife" made her heart race, the shame even more intense than when she had been forced to call him husband earlier.

But… but he was Feifei's brother.

Hidden beneath the covers, she shook her head. "N-no."

Qin Zezhou spread his legs, his half-hard c0ck rubbing against her buttocks. "Then I'll fvck you again."

Jiang Yi shuddered, quickly saying, "Husband."

He chuckled. "Good." Then, a thought occurred to him. "Did you ever call Zhong Lin that?"

Jiang Yi shook her head. "No."

"What did you call him?"

"...Gege."

"Tsk, I mean when he was fucking you."

"Ge… gege, Lin… gege..."

Her voice was soft, but Qin Zezhou heard it clearly.

"Good girl. Say gege."

Just as he suspected.

Jiang Yi gritted her teeth. She knew it!

"Gege," she said.

"Good girl. Now, say 'Husband'."