Before she could reply to my words, I stepped closer and lifted her in a bridal carry. She yelped in surprise, her arms instinctively wrapping around my neck.
Hearing my low chuckle, she came back to her senses and started hitting my chest, her legs flailing in the air.
"Put me down!" she shouted in panic.
Her punches were strong for arms that small, but of course, they were nothing compared to me.
I set her down inside the bathroom. Before she could even relax, I pulled her back into my arms.
Our bodies pressed together, our lips meeting. My higher body temperature wrapped around her, and soon her own warmth began to rise.
Our fated bond reacted instantly. The hands that had been pushing me away now clutched tightly at me instead.
I removed the fabric separating our skin, letting us feel each other fully.
After that, my body moved on instinct, savoring every part of her. And she clearly enjoyed being in my embrace.
"St-stop… before I pass out."
