Chapter 27: The Black Dragon Loses Control Once More

His jade-white skin was flushed with a faint crimson, a light sheen of sweat lending it a dewy, luminous quality. His breathing grew ragged, and the fish tail submerged in the water curled and spasmed, as if attempting to drag some mischievous female back into the depths.

Qin Min’s sturdy chest heaved rhythmically as he fought to suppress his impulses, struggling to maintain his composure. He felt a mix of self-reproach for his lack of restraint and a flicker of delight; clearly, Yun Fu truly cherished his scales, otherwise, she would not have been fondling them so late into the night.

Qin Min suddenly felt an urge to see Yun Fu. However, the moment he emerged from the water, he sensed a powerful mental presence—one that felt strangely familiar.

It was heading toward Yun Fu’s room.

Perhaps drained by the mental energy spent during the soothing process, Yun Fu had fallen fast asleep. In her dreams, she felt a chill against her ankle, as if something cold and hard had coiled around her. The object slid upward, cinching tightly around her waist. Then, a large, searing palm supported her shoulder, and she was pulled into a scorching embrace.

The stranger’s heavy breath brushed against her ear, so hot that she instinctively tried to pull away. The next second, however, she was pressed back, her nose colliding with a solid, muscular chest. Feeling the sting of pain, Yun Fu thought in her hazy, slumbering state that this dream felt remarkably real.

Deep within her consciousness, the System observed the scene: the duvet had been ruthlessly cast to the floor, replaced by a pitch-black tail that tightly bound her. The man, with his ink-black hair and eyes, seemed to harbor a flash of crimson light. Wearing leather gloves, he reached out and tilted Yun Fu’s chin upward.

His expression was fierce, radiating an unsettling, predatory aura, as if he were contemplating exactly how to devour the prey before him. The System was terrified, nearly paralyzed with fright, and frantically shouted for its host, fearing Yun Fu might truly be consumed.

"Host! Host, wake up!"

The System’s mental clamor was far more effective than an alarm clock. Yun Fu frowned and stirred awake. Just as she was about to ask the System what it wanted, she realized she was being tightly constricted, to the point of breathlessness. Above her, she heard the heavy, dangerous breathing of a gargantuan beast.

Yun Fu’s heart tightened, her scalp tingling. *What is this? Is the villa’s security really this abysmal?*

Fearing for her life, she reached toward her pillow, hoping to grab the scale. But the next second, her hand was seized, handled like a toy and kneaded within the stranger’s grip.

Yun Fu: "..."

*I play with the beast by day, and the beast plays with me by night, is that it?*

Yun Fu was in the habit of sleeping in total darkness, so the room was pitch black; she could see nothing.

The stranger continued to pinch her chin. With her vision obscured, she could only discern the towering silhouette of a man, unable to tell if it was a beastman she knew. Having seemingly tired of playing with her hand, the stranger released it, lifted the back of her head, and pressed a wet, fervent bite against her neck before sealing her lips with his.

Yun Fu struggled, but the man easily quelled her resistance. She kicked and struck out, only causing his breathing to deepen.

When Yun Fu, driven beyond endurance, bit him hard and activated the voice-controlled lights, the sudden illumination made her blink. As she looked clearly at the man who was reaching out to grip her chin once more, Yun Fu blinked in surprise.

"Gu Lin? Why are you back so suddenly?"

She received no answer. Gu Lin pressed closer, his arm clamping firmly around her waist. Then, she noticed a pair of black, feathered wings sprouting from his back. As the wings folded inward, her world went dark again, trapped within the enclosure of Gu Lin’s wings.