The Untamed Concubin

A person sat on the ground, another sitting on top of him. His waist was locked by a pair of iron arms, held securely in their embrace. He had nothing covering his body, completely exposed. Two round orbs pressed tightly against his blood-stained chest. Only then did he realize how strong the other was; because in their embrace, he seemed so small. His face only reached the other's shoulder.,The eagle knelt on one knee, his eyes wide as saucers, staring with a ghostly expression, and diligently trying to process his master's words.,Just as I was about to rebuke this nonsense, I suddenly noticed something else that sent shivers down my spine. Apart from this man, the other several men were all dressed in ancient garb!。