Chapter 660: Shen Que, Do You Want to Mark Me?

Chapter 660 Shen Que, Do You Want to Mark Me?

Shen Que was desperately suppressing his raging desires. Wu Yue was too fragile now; he dared not let himself in an uncontrolled state get close to her.

As the suffocating feeling and sense of danger from being controlled by the jellyfish faded, Wu Yue slowly stood up and walked over to Shen Que, locking eyes with him.

Wu Yue reached out her hand toward Shen Que, and he immediately lowered his head obediently, resting his face in her palm.

Wu Yue gently stroked his pupils, which kept shifting between vertical slits and normal pupils. "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Que struggled to control his breathing. "Your body is covered with that jellyfish's psychic energy. It makes me want to possess you madly."

Wu Yue placed her hand over Shen Que's. Under the influence of the aura around Wu Yue and the residual psychic energy of the jellyfish, Shen Que's hand trembled with an unnatural spasm.

Wu Yue looked up at him and asked, "How can we remove the jellyfish's psychic energy?"

Shen Que's pupils locked intensely on hers. "By completely enveloping you with my psychic energy."

Wu Yue took Shen Que's hand and guided it to the raised bump she had discovered behind her ear that morning. "What is this?"

The moment he touched it, Shen Que jolted as if electrocuted. He buried his face in the crook of Wu Yue's neck, inhaling her scent.

"A mark. I want to mark you, so my psychic energy will linger on you. You will belong to me completely."

If he had successfully marked Wu Yue last night, his psychic barrier would have prevented the jellyfish from taking her away.

But without Wu Yue's consent, Shen Que had wrestled with it all night, ultimately giving up.

Every moment since their reunion, he had wanted to mark Wu Yue. Yet, fearing that forcing his possession might trigger an extreme reaction from her while she hadn't resolved her emotional conflicts, he held back.

Now, he was being sly, subtly hinting to Wu Yue, encouraging her to willingly accept his mark.

He wanted to protect her, to shield her—and also... to have her exclusively.

The mark was irreversible. Unlike the intangible spiritual contract from before, his mark was simple and brutal.

Wu Yue would never be able to leave his protection again.

He would be able to sense her thoughts, her presence, and her situation at all times. His aura and psychic energy would perpetually envelop her.

Whenever Wu Yue wished, his psychic energy could wrap around her entirely.

Absolute protection, ever-present.

Wu Yue hooked her arms around Shen Que's neck. "Let's go back."

Not receiving an answer about whether Wu Yue was willing to be marked, the aura around Shen Que grew increasingly dangerous. Silently, he scooped Wu Yue into his arms.

Even as he tried to restrain his strength to avoid hurting her, he couldn't suppress the urge to meld her completely into his body.

Burying her head against Shen Que's chest, Wu Yue allowed a small smile to curl her lips.

She knew what little game Shen Que was plotting. He wanted her to verbally ask to be marked, to ask for a reward—just like with the tattoo.

Knowing she would indulge him, especially after making a mistake, he pushed his advantage.

But since they had been apart for so long and their relationship was just getting back on track, even if she were to reward him, it would have to wait for a more appropriate moment.

As soon as Shen Que brought Wu Yue back to their room, before they could even have a moment of intimacy, Shen Qingci, Su Mo, and Wu Chong were already there.

Wu Yue picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. The moment she opened the bathroom door, Wu Chong and Su Mo exchanged subtle looks toward the bathroom.

The entire bathroom was covered in traces left by the jellyfish—the watermarks from its dragging movements, all carrying its distinct presence.

For Wu Chong, a vampire with extraordinarily sharp senses, and Su Mo, who excelled in psychic barriers and sound waves, it felt as if the entire space had been invaded by an outsider.

Not to mention Shen Que... His possessiveness toward Wu Yue was so intense that even their very presence was intolerable to him, let alone the traces left by such a high-level psychic being.

Especially now, with Shen Que's psychic power having grown to a terrifying level, he could even mentally reconstruct the entire incident of Wu Yue being taken by the jellyfish based on these residual psychic traces.

Warily, the two of them looked at Shen Que and found him standing there with his head lowered, his presence unusually ominous.

Su Mo immediately said, "Shen Que, why don't you check on Yue Yue. We'll wait for you in Room 9960."

With that, she grabbed Shen Qingci and turned to leave.

But for Wu Yue at that moment, she was completely oblivious to the tension in the room's atmosphere.

She blinked in confusion, then, recalling Shen Que's reaction, suddenly smiled.

Ignoring Shen Que's demeanor, she stepped into the bathroom. Just as she was about to close the door, Shen Que's hand abruptly gripped the doorframe.

Wu Yue tilted her head, pretending to be surprised. "What's wrong?"

Shen Que took a sharp breath, struggling to suppress his emotions. "I'm worried something like that might happen again. Let me shower with you, okay?"

Wu Yue's gaze fell on Shen Que's sharp pupils. "But you're very agitated right now. Can you control yourself?"

Only well-behaved boys who can control themselves deserve rewards.

Shen Que nodded slightly. "I can."

Wu Yue reached out and grabbed his collar. "Alright then, come in."

Shen Que immediately complied, stepping into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

Just as Wu Yue was about to undress, Shen Que quickly grabbed her collar, his expression cold. "Wait, baby. Let me clean up first."

Wu Yue sat on a nearby stool, resting her chin on her hand as she watched Shen Que instantly release his psychic energy. With a dark and stern expression, he thoroughly purged and overwrote the lingering aura of the jellyfish, even repeatedly washing away the watermarks it had left behind.

Only when everything had completely disappeared did his gloomy expression ease slightly.

Shen Que turned to look at Wu Yue. "Done."

His deep gaze settled on her. Now, only the traces on Wu Yue remained.

Wu Yue stood up. The floor was slippery from the water from Shen Que's cleaning. After taking just two steps, she slipped and was immediately pulled into Shen Que's arms.

Once again feeling the outsider's aura enveloping Wu Yue, Shen Que's previously subdued agitation surged violently.

Instinctively, Wu Yue wrapped her arms around Shen Que's waist and looked up, only to see his eyes filled with an intense, raw craving.

Wu Yue curved her lips slightly at him. She clearly saw Shen Que's Adam's apple bob restlessly, veins bulging on his neck, and his skin rapidly flushing red.

She still held a fatal attraction for him. If she weren't pregnant, Shen Que would likely have made constant demands on her from the day they reunited.

She wondered if it was her imagination, but she even felt that Shen Que was even more obsessed and desperate for her than before, to the point where he was constantly on the verge of losing his composure, forced to suppress himself forcefully.

Oh~ No wonder his patience had worn thin, making him prone to being needy and having outbursts.

She loved nothing more than the way he desired her to the extreme yet had to force himself to hold back.

Every time she drew near, it made his heart race, his throat tighten as he swallowed nervously, and his mind become muddled.

Nothing was more thrilling than making someone restrained lose control, stirring them up.

Wu Yue acted as if she didn't care and tried to push Shen Que away to stand up, but he swept her up into a princess carry instead.

Wu Yue lowered her head, "Put me down."

Shen Que leaned in close to her ear, his dark gaze on the spot he once wanted to mark, "The floor is too wet; I'm afraid you'll slip and get hurt."

Wu Yue could feel Shen Que's mouth right at her neck; hesitant and craving, he wanted to bite her several times, but he held back every time.

Just a little longer, it's not the right moment yet.

Wu Yue raised her head, her fingertips brushing Shen Que's collar, "Are you going to take a shower?"

Shen Que hesitated; he didn't dare to stay with Wu Yue without any barriers, afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.

After a moment of hesitation, Shen Que shook his head, "I'll wait for you to finish, then head to work at 9960."

Wu Yue gave a faint smile, "Alright."

Wu Yue slowly took off her outer clothes and handed them to Shen Que. The moment the clothes were in his hands, he burned them to ashes with Heavenly Fire.

As the sound of water started, Shen Que stood outside the bathtub, his eyes never leaving her.

Wu Yue's face flushed from the steam, "Could you turn around?"

Shen Que obediently turned around, then his gaze fell on the bathroom mirror facing the bathtub.

Noticing Shen Que's gaze in the mirror, Wu Yue lowered her head and let out a quiet laugh.

As Shen Que's gaze in the mirror grew more intense, as if trying to pierce through the mirror, Wu Yue glanced casually and noticed his pupils stayed in that state of alert, excitement, and danger, like a beast on the hunt.

Wu Yue looked into the mirror, meeting his gaze, and silently asked:

"Shen Que, do you want to mark me?"

Instantly, she saw Shen Que's pupils shrink sharply. He turned abruptly and stepped into the bathtub fully clothed, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

Shen Que answered impatiently:

"Yes, I do."

Not just want, but... need to—right now.