They lay there, tangled and unmoving, their skin slick with sweat and breath still uneven from the storm they'd just weathered.
Rui could feel every pulse of Zou's heartbeat echoing within her chest.
"Are you alright, princess?"
He whispered against her neck, his voice soft with concern.
Rui nodded, too stunned by the intensity of their union to form coherent words.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asked, his lips brushing against her shoulder in a gentle caress.
"No," Rui finally managed to say, her voice barely louder than a whisper.
"You didn't hurt me."
"I would never forgive myself if I caused you pain," he said, pressing a gentle kiss on her neck.
A sudden thought cut through Rui's haze of pleasure.
"Wait, could I... could this make me pregnant?" She asked, her voice tight with concern.
Zou's arm tightened around her waist, his breath warm against her neck. "No need to worry, princess."
"You won't get pregnant—not unless I formally claim you as my mate."
