Marking Her Prey 2

"Little pup." Mo Yujian whispered and lifted Ouyang Xueqing closer to him, putting her across his lap as he pulled her collar down to show her bare skin and the bleeding wound.

Of course, her consciousness had faded away and in her confusion, only the pain remained. It was so painful that she kept on whimpering and whining. Her whole body felt soft and she couldn't muster any strength at all. But then, every time she sniffled, there would be someone that caressed her head softly.

It felt so warm and comforting and she grabbed onto it as if her life was depended on it.

"Don't worry, little pup." The hazy voice sounded close to her ear. "Master will definitely save you."

In the next moment, Mo Yujian's cold lips touched her wound and he began to suck strongly without any hesitation while his finger pointed at the nape of her neck to pour out his spiritual energy bit by bit.