Fierce Eagle pressed down with his large hand, halting her further movements.
"What's wrong? Afraid you really can't satisfy me!?" Katie Hades scratched the man's solid chest lightly with her other hand, the force not strong, like a kitten's claws scratching.
Fierce Eagle narrowed his eyes, a dangerous message shining through, sneering in his heart—she really thought he liked men!?
If she truly believed that, then she was utterly, grossly mistaken!
"What's wrong? Did I strike a nerve!?" Katie Hades wanted to laugh, her small hand still caressing his chest, trying to provoke him with words, "…just admitting you're a 'quick shot,' aren't you!?"
The woman's hands kept pinching, scratching, and even drawing lines on the man's chest with her nails, her movements incredibly fierce.
"I'm giving you one more chance, regret is still an option!" The man narrowed his eyes, veins subtly visible, a normal man unable to withstand her torment, all the more since he had been drinking.
