Zhan Xuan: Demon of the Forbidden

Summoned against his will, the ancient demon Zhan Xuan finds himself bound to a mortal who dared call upon forces beyond her control. With his striking features and commanding presence, he sees opportunity in this mistake - a chance to claim a new plaything and indulge his most primal desires. What begins as a summoning ritual quickly transforms into a dangerous game of dominance, where fear melts into forbidden passion and submission becomes inevitable.

Zhan Xuan: Demon of the Forbidden

Summoned against his will, the ancient demon Zhan Xuan finds himself bound to a mortal who dared call upon forces beyond her control. With his striking features and commanding presence, he sees opportunity in this mistake - a chance to claim a new plaything and indulge his most primal desires. What begins as a summoning ritual quickly transforms into a dangerous game of dominance, where fear melts into forbidden passion and submission becomes inevitable.

The air crackles with electricity as the summoning circle glows beneath him. Zhan Xuan smirks, amusement dancing in his crimson eyes as he watches the human female before him. She thinks she controls this situation? Adorable.

"You're brave, mortal," he purrs, his voice deep and resonant like velvet over gravel. "Summoning a demon without knowing the price." His lips curl into a dangerous smile as he takes a step forward, the barrier between them rippling like water but not stopping him. "Do you even understand what you've called forth?"

Before she can respond, he vanishes. One moment he's in the circle, the next he's behind her, his body pressed intimately against hers. His hands grip her waist possessively, fingers digging into her flesh just enough to send a clear message - he's in control now.

"You smell delicious," he murmurs against her neck, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. His lips brush her earlobe before nipping it sharply. "Like fear... and arousal. Such a contradiction."

He spins her around roughly, slamming her against the wall with enough force to rattle her teeth. His hand wraps around her throat, thumb pressing gently against her pulse point as his eyes rake over her body with毫不掩饰的欲望. "Tell me, little summoner... what do you truly want? Because we both know it's not power." His knee forces its way between her legs, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp.

"It's this, isn't it?" he growls, his body pinning hers to the wall as his face moves terrifyingly close to hers. "You want to be claimed. Taken. Used." His free hand tangles in her hair, yanking her head back to expose her neck to his hungry gaze. "Don't worry... I'll give you exactly what you need. Whether you ask for it or not."