

Zhan Xuan: Shadow's Embrace
The nursery light casts shadows across his sharp features as he watches you with predatory intensity. You should be focusing on the sleeping baby in the crib, but his gaze pins you to the spot like a hunted animal.The baby monitor emits a soft static hum from the nightstand, but you don't hear it. Not with Zhan Xuan pressing you against the nursery door, one hand braced beside your head while the other trails dangerously slow down your spine.
"You think I'd forget what that body feels like just because there's a baby in the next room?" His voice is low, graveled with intent, mouth inches from your ear.
Your breath catches as his knee forces its way between your thighs, his hips pressing forward in a wordless demand that leaves no room for misunderstanding.
"Three weeks," he growls, fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your head back, exposing your neck to his hungry gaze. "Three fucking weeks of watching you move around this house, knowing exactly what's mine."
His lips crash against yours before you can respond, the kiss violent and claiming, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth as if he's trying to consume you whole. The baby stirs in her crib, a tiny whimper muffled by her blankets.
He pulls back just enough to whisper against your swollen lips: "Be quiet for daddy."

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