Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 297 The Imprisoned Mermaid (16)

Reg gave the merman some water, and Molly opened her eyes when he gave her the water.

Reg raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when he smelled that familiar fragrance again.

Reg understood instantly that the little mermaid was in heat again.

But this time, Reg didn't make any movement. He just held the candle and looked down at Molly in the flickering candlelight.

"what......"

Under the candlelight, the mermaid's face had a hint of blood color, and under her slit eyelids were a pair of beautiful and deep eyes.

Reg didn't move.

Gradually, Molly, who had lost her mind due to the fire in her body, tore off the bath towel on her body while struggling, revealing her tight and slender body.

The golden hair was spread all over the bed and was pressed under Molly, making it look like Molly was sleeping on a bed of gold.

"Reg...Ge..."

Hearing Molly's eyes flickering between confusion and rationality, Reg's brows raised slightly.

He didn't expect Molly to call his name at this time.

"Get...away..."

Reg: “…”

Reg laughed angrily and spread his hands: "I didn't do anything this time."

Even though his body had already expanded to the extreme due to desire, Reg's feet did not move at all, as if they were nailed to the bed.

In a trance, Molly saw Reg's tense jaw and blue veins on his forearms. She turned around and tried to climb back into the water tank, but she had no strength at all.

It was as if there was a spark in her body, using her rationality as nourishment, eroding her bit by bit.

Even though this was caused by biological genes, Molly still wanted to curse.

It goes without saying that she must be in a very sorry state right now.

Molly felt like a balloon, expanding and growing, and was about to reach the critical point.

Reg just waited, waiting for Molly to beg him.

But the candles were blown out by the sea breeze several times, and Molly didn't even lift a finger to him.

Reg prides himself on being an excellent hunter. He has enough patience and his own unique method of taming animals. With these two qualities, he can even tame an unruly eagle beast like Odin.

But the patience that Reg was so proud of was always missing from Molly.

Just like at this moment, although Reg didn't do anything, he was already impatient.

The heat spread throughout his body, and the hunger in his stomach made him want to throw away his rationality and have a big meal.

There was no expression on Reg's face, but his eyes showed the murderous intent of a wolf.

After waiting for a long time and seeing no one coming over, Reg couldn't wait any longer, so he leaned over and supported Molly's neck, squinting his eyes to look at her.

The unique scent of Reg enveloped Molly. Perhaps because of the previous two times, this scent seemed to be engraved into Molly's body, making her even more dizzy.

Reg placed the candle in his hand on the small wooden table beside the bed, then pressed Molly's neck and leaned over to kiss her lips.

It's not like Reg had never seen a man and a woman kiss before. In the palace, there were always many guards and maids who were entangled with each other, kissing each other and couldn't let go.

In the past, Reg thought that eating each other was a very barbaric act, just like those uncivilized beasts, and he didn't understand why so many men and women were keen on it.

Until he placed his own lips on Molly's.

Unlike her body which was always wet and cold, her lips were soft and warm.

It was this mouth that always said things he disliked and bit him several times. It was also this mouth that was as soft as a pudding dessert made by a chef in the palace.

Reg doesn't know how to kiss, just mouth to mouth.

Suddenly he felt something slippery touch his lips.

Reg's body seemed to be struck by electricity.

The hand that was pinching Molly's neck automatically slid to the back of Molly's neck, lifting her head up for his own enjoyment.

Molly put her arms around Reg's neck and opened her mouth slightly to make it easier for her to pass through and for the other person to come in.

The rest is a man's innate instinct.

Perhaps because it was her first time on patrol, her movements were rough and unskilled. Molly frowned and put her hands on the upper half of Reg's face, trying to push him away.

Reg refused, and Molly could no longer bear it. She didn't know where she got the strength from, or perhaps the other party was caught off guard, but she turned over and reversed the positions of the two.

Reg was startled, then narrowed his eyes and curled the corners of his mouth.

"You are very brave, little mermaid."

No one has ever dared to hold him down.

If it were someone else, they would have met God on the spot.

But if it is a little mermaid, I can barely accept it.

Molly lay on top of Reg, holding his face with both hands, and gently brushed the tip of her tongue across his lips, as softly as a feather.

Reg gradually understood the technique. He put one arm around Molly's waist and the other hand on the back of her head.

The invaders swept every inch of land carefully as if they were patrolling their territory, leaving no place untouched.

"Well--"

The noise in the room was drowned out by the sound of waves crashing.

The temperature on the bed rose little by little, and Molly's back was sweating. She pulled away from Reg's lips, tilted her head and took a deep breath.

Reg was a little dissatisfied with the sudden loss of the flower from which he could extract delicious nectar, and subconsciously stretched his head to chase it.

Molly reached out and pressed a hand over Reg's mouth, pushing him back onto the pillows.

Molly laid her face on the other's broad chest muscles and heard the pounding heartbeat coming from deep within his flesh and blood.

As her hand moved down, the heartbeat in her ear became faster and faster, as if it was about to break through the thick layer of skin and flesh.

Reg frowned and gasped, and kissed Molly's palm when his head was dizzy.

...

This affair lasted longer than ever before.

Tonight, Reg seemed to have opened one door after another, and at the end of the door was heaven.

Away from humans and mermaids, tonight Molly is an experienced teacher and Reg is a diligent and studious student.

The two of them were entangled together, and even their breathing gradually became synchronized.

Reg's hands never left Molly's body all night. He was either pinching her waist or holding her legs. He was not satisfied until he had her firmly in his hands.

Molly regained some of her sanity halfway through, and sat above, looking down at Reg's green eyes.

The half-dried golden long hair fell on her chest and back like seaweed, covering her body, and the excess hair fell on her legs.

Reg's eyes remained fixed on Molly's face.

Lust and reason intertwined in her eyes, forming a deep blue vortex. As Reg watched, he felt as if he was about to be sucked into the vortex.

Molly pressed her hand against his well-defined abdomen, pinching a thin patch of skin as if in revenge.

Reg reached out and grabbed the restless paw.

Seeing that Molly was dissatisfied, Reg propped up his upper body with his elbows, shortened the distance between them, and stretched his neck to pursue Molly's lips.

Molly turned her head away, and Reg put his hand on the back of her neck, pinching her and kissing him.