Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 407; Mature Context R+18

The admission that she’d studied this, that she’d prepared herself through whatever means mermaids used to understand human sexuality, struck Lu Yuze as both endearing and incredibly arousing. She’d put thought into this moment, had educated herself, had decided what she wanted and how she wanted it to happen.

"No rule at all," he agreed, his hands settling on her hips with firm possessiveness, giving her silent permission to proceed however she chose. "You can have whatever you want tonight. I’m yours."

The surrender in those words, the offering of control and trust, made Shuyin’s heart race even faster than the physical intimacy already had. Lu Yuze, powerful, controlled, always carefully orchestrating situations to protect those he cared about, was giving her complete authority over this moment, over him, over what happened between them.

It was intoxicating in ways that had nothing to do with the alcohol still affecting her system.

Emboldened by his words and the surrender they represented, Shuyin deepened the kiss one last time, her tongue tangling with his in a heated dance that left them both breathless and wanting. The jasmine enchantment swirled around them, making the air feel thick and charged with supernatural energy that responded to her emotional state. Then she pulled back slowly, her eyes gleaming with mischievous intent, the faint luminescence of her mermaid nature casting soft light over his face and revealing his expression of desire and anticipation. Mine to explore, she thought, her heart pounding with the newfound power of being the one in control, the one setting the pace and direction of their intimacy.

Her lips left his mouth with a soft sound, trailing feather-light kisses along the strong line of his jaw, her tongue darting out to taste the slight saltiness of his skin. She nipped gently at the stubble on his chin, the rough texture rasping against her tongue in contrast to the smoothness of his lips. Lu Yuze’s breath hitched audibly, his hands flexing on her hips in response to the sensation. After twelve years of complete celibacy since his wife’s death in childbirth, every touch felt electric and raw, like nerves reawakening from long dormancy. The intensity was almost overwhelming, each point of contact sending signals through his body that he’d forgotten how to interpret. Too much, too good, he thought distantly, his body tensing under the sensory onslaught even as he craved more.

Shuyin moved lower with deliberate purpose, her mouth latching onto the sensitive skin of his neck. She sucked firmly, her teeth grazing the pulse point where his heartbeat hammered visibly beneath the surface. A mark bloomed red under her lips, the slight sting of pressure combined with suction creating a sensation that made Lu Yuze groan low in his throat, his head falling back against the pillows to give her better access. The sound pierced through the room, vulnerability audible in the wordless expression of pleasure. The sensation stirred memories long buried under grief and responsibility, pleasure edged with the ache of years spent denying himself any intimacy or connection beyond the purely functional.

Shuyin smiled against his skin, feeling emboldened by his response, her confidence growing with each reaction she drew from him. She kissed down his throat to the hollow above his collarbone, pausing there to suck again, harder this time, deliberately leaving a darker mark that would take days to fade. Her hands remained braced on his chest for balance, the faint shimmer of scales on her fingers and wrists brushing against his skin with a coolness that contrasted with the heat of her mouth. The jasmine scent intensified around them, filling the bedroom completely.

Moving lower still, Shuyin’s lips traveled over the defined muscles of his chest, her tongue circling one nipple with teasing slowness until the sensitive flesh pebbled and hardened under her attention. She sucked it into her mouth, then bit down lightly, creating another mark that would serve as visible evidence of this night. Lu Yuze arched beneath her involuntarily, a ragged gasp escaping his lips at the sharp pleasure-pain that shot through him. The pull of her mouth after so many years without any physical intimacy felt almost too intense to bear, sensation overwhelming in its directness. His fingers dug into her thighs where they straddled him, his carefully maintained control fraying and unraveling as the restraint born of twelve years of celibacy began to crumble under her determined assault. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

She lavished equal attention on his other side, her mouth working with the same deliberate intensity, hickeys dotting the planes of his chest like territorial claims. Then she trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down the ridged muscles of his abdomen, each definition earning its own nip or suck or mark. His muscles jumped involuntarily under the attention of her mouth, his body responding with obvious arousal that strained against where her core pressed against him. Years without this fire, without this connection, without allowing himself to be vulnerable and desired, he marveled inwardly, completely overwhelmed by the rush of intimacy flooding through defenses he’d built so carefully. It felt like vulnerability cracking him open after existing as sealed and protected earth for far too long.

When she paused at his navel, her lips swollen from their work and her scales shimmering with increased luminescence as her mermaid nature responded to the heightened emotions, she looked up at him through lowered lashes. "Marks of mine," she whispered hoarsely, her voice rough with desire and possessiveness and the satisfaction of claiming him visibly. "So everyone knows you belong to someone."

"All yours," Lu Yuze rasped, his voice wrecked and barely recognizable, rough with need that had been building for over a decade. Before she could descend any lower, before she could continue her exploration into territory that would completely destroy what remained of his control, he pulled her up forcefully, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss that tasted of desperation and surrender and the acknowledgment that he was indeed completely, utterly hers.

The kiss consumed them both....