Shao didn't waste a second.
With Jai still trembling in his arms, he leaned down, his mouth hot and hungry as it closed around Jai's other nipple. This time, he didn't start slow. He sucked hard, lips sealing tight around the sensitive bud, tongue flicking and circling mercilessly.
Jai screamed again, louder this time.
"Sha—ah! Nn—nngh!"
His hands clutched at Shao's shoulders, fingernails digging in, his body arching beautifully into the attention. The intensity of the sensation was too much—sharp, hot, overwhelming—and Jai couldn't stop the steady stream of moans pouring from his lips.
Shao growled low in his throat, vibrations rumbling against Jai's chest. He pulled off the swollen nipple with a wet pop, leaving it glistening and red, and immediately surged up to kiss Jai again.
This kiss was different.
It was possessive. Fierce.
A claiming.
