Inside the cave, the chamber was heavy with the scent of incense and sweat.
Ling Xing Yue lay on the silk-draped bed, her crimson eyes hazy with lust and fatigue. Her breathing was shallow, but her gaze was sharp, sharp enough to see every obscene motion in front of her.
On the floor, Ning Waner, her innocent, gentle, and pure treasured apprentice, yet not as meek as one would expect, had bent herself against the wall, her legs spread shamelessly, her round hips pushed outward. She moved her waist with deliberate rhythm, grinding backwards onto Lestes's thick shaft with skill that came only from prior entanglements.
"Ahhh~ Master… deeper, yes~ there… mmmmhh~" Ning Waner moaned, her voice unashamed, filled with lewd charm. Each sound echoed in the chamber, reverberating against Ling Xing Yue's ears, making her cheeks flush despite her composure.
Lestes, his tall frame looming with an aura of dominance, held Ning Waner by her waist, driving into her with controlled, punishing thrusts. His expression was calm yet cruelly amused, as if he relished watching women lose themselves under him. His body glistened, veins standing out as his muscles flexed with each movement.
By Ning Waner's side, Xiao Linger stood trembling. The young maid of Ling Xing Yue had witnessed too much already. She was drenched in her own cum, yet her fingers were still between her legs, rubbing her own sacred flower.
Lestes's sharp eyes flickered toward her, and a smirk curved his lips. Without slowing his thrusts into Ning Waner's tight cave, he crooked a finger at Xiao Linger.
"Come closer, Linger. Don't just stand there trembling. My finger would be better than your"
What was to wait for any Xiao Linger who heard Lestes, and she readily threw herself at him. She was craving his attention, and she managed to get it. She was proactive, shameless, and drowning in pleasure.
Right now, her mind was clouded; all she wanted was nothing but pleasure and pleasure, the more the merrier.
Lestes withdrew from Ning Waner suddenly, his shaft glistening with her wetness. She whimpered at the loss, her hips instinctively seeking him again. He ignored her for a moment, stepping toward Xiao Linger.
He pinned her down on her knees and said, commanding softly, "Open your mouth," though the weight of his tone made it unquestionable.
Xiao Linger, indulging in pleasure, complied without any hesitation. She opened her mouth wide.
Lestes's shaft, drenched in Ning Waner's honey. He showed it inside her mouth completely in one go. He choked her for a while, feeling her warm throat clenching around his hard rod.
Xiao Linger was finally out of breath and was about to faint. Lestes looked at her rolling eyes; his eyes were filled with excitement as he watched Xiao Linger choking on his shaft.
"Cough…cough…cough…" Lestes withdraws from her throat, and she finally gets a breath.
Lestes turned to Ning Waner and asked, "Come here."
Ning Waner was a bit frightened by the previous sight but excited as well. She subconsciously walked to him, Lestes guided her on her knees gently, and Ning Waner followed along.
Lestes stroked her head and guided her mouth to his shaft. Ning Waner hesitated a little, but she still opened her mouth, slowly swallowing the shaft bit by bit in several rounds.
Xiao Linger didn't remain idle; she started playing with Lestes's balls.
"Mmmmm~" Without a doubt, this was definitely heaven, and if not, it must be very close to heaven. This feeling of heavenly pleasure can't be described; two young mouths were pleasuring him.
Ning Waner and Xiao Linger took turns; sometimes Waner would play with his shaft and Xiao Ling would play with his balls, then they would exchange and one would play with balls and the other one with the shaft.
After fucking their mouth hole for a while, Lestes asked Waner to return to her previous position, standing, facing the wall, legs spread, her round hips pushed outward. Now, Lestes was going for another round with Ning Waner.
"Mmmmmmm~ Ahhhh~ Ahhhhh~" Wnaer pleasurely moaned.
Lestes penetrated her wet cave deeper than ever he had been; he started moving.
When he was pleasuring Ning Waner, he didn't forget Xiao Linger. His hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. He kissed her, and pleasure filled the chamber.
They continue this for half a stick of incense; Lestes's shaft continually penetrates deeper into Ning Waner's womb, while her walls cling to his shaft, squeezing it softly and tightly. And Lestes's one hand played with her body while the other played with Xiao Linger. Lestes even sucked her nipples sometimes.
This game of lust and cultivated desire raged on for the length of a burning stick of incense.
The sound of ragged breathing, muffled moans, and the faint crackle of incense filled the chamber like a storm cloud ready to burst.
Ning Waner clung to the wall, her legs shaking, her voice breaking into soft, trembling cries.
"Ahh… Lestes… I…I can't…mmmmhn~"
Her Qi spiralled wildly, no longer gentle or restrained but turbulent, ravenous, and overflowing.
Lestes's breath grew deeper, heavier, each exhale hot enough to fog the air.
On the surface, his expression stayed calm, as if carved from cold jade, yet beneath that mask, he was completely drowned in desire.
His eyes were unfocused, pupils tightened with hunger; his mind was a furnace of pure lust, nothing more, nothing less.
Every pulse of energy inside him pushed toward release, demanded it, and consumed him.
With one final surge of movement, one last deep descent into the spiral they shared—
"Ahhhh~! Ahhhhhh~~!"
Lestes's voice tore out of him, deeper and rougher than before, the sound echoing like thunder rolling across a mountain peak.
A wave of Yang Qi exploded from his body, pouring into Ning Waner with overwhelming force.
Ning Waner gasped. Her back arched, her voice broke into a trembling cry…
"Ahhhnn~! M-Master, ahhh~!"
Her entire form shivered as if struck by lightning, her Yin Qi resonating violently with his.
The clash of their energies shook her to her core, flooding her meridians with warmth that made her vision blur.
Her knees gave out.
Her hands slid down the stone wall.
Her breath trembled in short, broken moans as her body struggled to endure the sudden rush.
And still…Still…. Lestes did not soften.
His body remained tense, ready, burning with untouched fire. His eyes, half-lidded, were filled with something dark and bottomless. Desire. Unrestrained, undiluted desire.
He pulled back from Ning Waner slowly, his breath ragged, his voice low and shaking with For a moment, his chest rose and fell like a beast that had just tasted blood.
His eyes lifted—
Dark.
Hungry.
Unrestrained.
And then they fixed on her.
"Linger…"
The single word struck the chamber like a whip.
Xiao Linger froze. Her fingers curled against her thigh, as if her body responded before her mind did.
Her eyes met his, wide, hazy, and trembling. Not with fear. With anticipation.
Lestes extended his hand, fingers crooking ever so slightly.
"…come."
The command wasn't loud. It didn't need to be.
His tone alone shattered her last ounce of composure. Xiao Linger's legs weakened, a soft gasp slipping out of her lips, "Ahh… L-Master."
Her breath hitched. A shiver ran up her spine so sharply she nearly collapsed where she stood. Her whole body felt light, too warm, and too sensitive. She had watched everything. She had heard every moan and felt every shock of envy and longing in her chest.
And now…now those eyes were on her.
Lestes lowered his hand halfway, waiting.
The fading waves of pleasure left Ning Wan'er unsteady, her knees weakening beneath her. She wavered, but before she could fall, Lestes caught her effortlessly, drawing her into the firmness of his embrace. The haze clouding his thoughts finally cleared, replaced by a sharp, controlled focus.
He settled Ning Wan'er gently onto his lap, steadying her with one arm while reaching for Xiao Linger with the other, pulling her close in a smooth, possessive motion. In one fluid movement, he carried them both toward the bed. Where Ling Xing Yue waited, breath steady, gaze unwavering, as though prepared for whatever came next.