Deviant: No Longer Human

Mei shivered violently under his touch, her body tensing with every breath. "I... I don't want to," she whispered, her voice shaking but her eyes hardening with resolve.

She managed to summon the strength to continue, "I'll scream and bite... if you force me."

Wang Xiao's brow arched, "You want to bite me?" he taunted, but there was a hint of curiosity in his voice.

Was she really serious?

But Mei wasn't joking.

He traced her soft, moist lips with his thumb, his touch lingering as if savoring the sensation.

Mei didn't resist—she knew that brute force wouldn't work against him.

She was preparing herself to try something else, just as she had threatened.

"Since you want to bite me, I'll bite you too," he murmured, leaning closer to her face.

Panic flashed in her eyes, and she instinctively tried to push him away, her hands grabbing at his shoulders, desperately trying to throw him off.

But his weight was like a mountain, immovable.

His scent, a mixture of something dark and intoxicating, clouded her senses, making it hard to think clearly.

She knew he was too close, and with a surge of fear, she shook her head violently, trying to escape.

"Mmmph!... Mmmph!" Her muffled protests were cut short as he gripped her chin firmly, forcing her to stay still.

He leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a rough, biting kiss.

"!!!"

Mei was stunned, her mind reeling as she felt his tongue trace the outline of her lips, tasting them with an almost obsessive manner.

Her lips, which had once been her own, now felt violated under his control.

The sweetness of her lips, something he enoyed even more knowing they belonged to his 'little sister,' made him like a beast out of control.

He closed his eyes, his hands cupping her cheeks as he sucked on her lips, his actions both forceful and disturbingly intimate.

Mei's face flushed a deep red—whether from embarrassment or lack of air, it was impossible to tell.

His thumb slipped into her mouth with ease, and she hadn't even thought to close her lips against him.

Perhaps she was too shocked, too overwhelmed to react.

"Oh, you want to suck on my finger?" he smiled, a cruel laugh escaping his lips.

"You—" Mei gasped, her lips parting in shock.

The shame and helplessness that flooded her only deepened as he seized the opportunity.

His hands tightened around her cheeks, and his tongue forced its way into her mouth, tasting her sweetness with a deep, almost sinister satisfaction.

Mei's face turned pale.

The cold intrusion of his tongue froze her mind with despair, and tears began to flow freely down her cheeks, wetting his hands as he continued to ravage her.

Wang Xiao, lost in the heady sweetness of her taste, seemed unable to stop himself.

He licked her face, biting and sucking on her skin as if she were some rare sweet, his mind awash with rare perverted thoughts.

The sweetness of her lips had led him down a dark path, and he wondered, with a twisted sense of curiosity, how much sweeter the rest of her would be.

But then, something changed.

His eyes flickered with realization, his thoughts pausing mid-descent.

"So that's it…" he muttered to himself, his lips pulling away slightly as his gaze turned thoughtful.

This was his 'little sister,' and the sweetness that intoxicated him was a reflection of that bond—or at least, that's how his twisted mind saw it.

But as he looked down at Mei, who was glaring at him with a mixture of shame and anger, he felt an even darker thought creeping into his mind.

If his 'little sister' was this sweet, how sweet would it be to taste his 'dear daughter'?

The idea sent goosebumps down his skin, and he chuckled bitterly, shaking his head as if trying to clear it.

"What the hell is wrong with me today?" he muttered, confused by his own thoughts. "Someone hit my head please…"

"Not you!" he snapped suddenly, glancing down at Mei, who looked bewildered and even more frightened by his self-talk.

Without warning, he grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head before she could react.

She struggled, her body thrashing beneath him, but he was far too strong.

Within minutes, he had her pinned in place, her arms stretched above her in a position that left her utterly vulnerable.

Mei's resistance was frantic, but futile.

Wang Xiao had her completely under his control, and the look in his eyes told her that he was far from done.

She writhed beneath him, her breath coming in short, heated gasps as her body betrayed her with every tremble.

Her teeth sank into her lower lip, trying to stifle the voice threatening to escape, while her wide eyes locked onto his, reflecting a mix of fear and undeniable attraction.

She looked more beautiful than ever, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight.

With a swift, practiced motion, Wang Xiao seized the delicate straps of her dark blue dress, his fingers brushing against her warm skin. "You're not getting away this time, Mei," he murmured, smiling in satisfaction.

The fabric slid down her body in one fluid movement, pooling around her waist.

"Ah—damn it, Mei... Whether you believe it or not, the more you hit me, the rougher I would be with you..." Wang Xiao hissed.

His gaze roamed over her now-exposed creamy shoulders and her impossibly slender waist.

'She can grow even more beautiful,' he thought.

Her fists beat against his back in a futile attempt to resist, but he felt the heat of her skin, her pulse racing beneath his touch.

"Why... Why are you doing this?" Mei's voice was shaky, a mixture of fear and disbelief.

It was too sudden, he was behaving perfectly normal, so why did he suddenly turned into this?

She refused to believe he was the same person.

But even as she questioned him, her body arched towards his touch, betraying her own confusion.

His response was a dark chuckle. "Why? Because, Mei, you drove me to madness with those teasing looks today."

He was indeed tempted when she dressed up for him.

But that wouldn't change the outcome anyways.

As she attempted to kick her legs free, he pinned them down with one strong hand, his other hand busy peeling away the last remnants of her modesty. "Stop struggling, or it'll only make things worse," he warned, his voice commanding.

"Now... Enough of this," he commanded, leaning closer until his breath brushed against her ear.

Crash!

"Agh..." Mei's body tensed, her hands clenched into fists as he captured her wrists and pinned them above her head.