Xia Qingyue felt a subtle fear course through her body the instant she uttered those words.
She couldn't explain precisely what was stirring in her heart at that moment. It was a confusing mixture of emotions, difficult to translate into clear terms. Her heart, treacherous and out of control, beat like a disjointed drum inside her chest. In her stomach, a strange, almost effervescent sensation began to spread, as if invisible butterflies had suddenly awakened, flying in chaotic patterns that left her both nauseous and strangely euphoric.
It was nervousness, yes... but not fear.
It was a deep and inexplicable anxiety, something that completely escaped her usual logic, something that couldn't be contained or rationalized. As always, the Frozen Heart Arts failed miserably when the subject was Lord Ren Zu.
But at that moment, she no longer cared about that.
In fact, her mind had completely drifted away from those considerations. What really mattered was what was about to happen. She was about to lose her purity, and in a strange way, disturbing even by her own standards, she was at peace with that idea. There was no fear, no regret, nor any negative feeling in her chest. On the contrary. She desired it deep in her heart. Not just because it would allow her to achieve her goals more quickly, but because she wanted to do it with him. She wanted to share that moment with someone who, in her eyes, was indescribably beautiful, kind, and caring toward her...
Dominated by these inexplicable emotions in her chest, she stood up. Her legs, slightly trembling under the white dress, betrayed how much that decision demanded of her. Still, Xia Qingyue lifted her chin and fixed her eyes, as clear as water from a still spring, on Ren Zu's, refusing to yield to the heat rising up her neck.
"Qingyue... would like to start as soon as possible, is that a problem for the Lord?" She said in a low but firm voice. The words escaped almost without reflection, driven by the whirlwind that dominated her: hope, desire, and urgency. Emotions too intense for someone who had spent her life learning to repress them, feelings that now guided her like an unstoppable current...
Ren Zu arched his eyebrow slightly, a subtle gesture that revealed genuine surprise. This was a bit faster than he had initially thought it would be. His black eyes, deep and attentive, analyzed her for a brief instant, capturing the conflict behind her resolute posture, the almost imperceptible tremor of her hands. He understood immediately: this wasn't impulsiveness, but the result of emotions awakened abruptly, something for which the Frozen Heart Arts had never prepared her.
A discreet smile appeared on his lips.
"That's fine," he replied calmly, his voice soft as a whisper. "But... are you really comfortable doing this here? In this simple place?"
Xia Qingyue blinked once. The blush threatened to return, but she maintained her composure, nodding slowly.
"Qingyue doesn't mind..." She murmured, her heart racing, though her voice remained firm.
The place was irrelevant. Her mind was focused only on what needed to be done between the two of them, and waiting seemed unbearable...
Ren Zu tilted his head slightly, and his black hair rippled like living shadows accompanying the movement.
"I understand your urgency, Qingyue..." He said softly, the gentleness in his tone making her feel exposed in an uncomfortably intimate way. "But this is not a suitable place for someone's first time..."
The words hung in the air, simple in form but loaded with a weight that hit her immediately. First time. Mentioned like that, directly, naturally, as if it were something inevitable. The blush rose all at once, intense, spreading across her cheeks to her ears. By instinct, she lowered her gaze. Her body reacted before her mind could catch up, a light tingling coursing through her skin, mixing embarrassment with something deeper and harder to name.
Ren Zu let out an almost imperceptible sigh and stood up calmly.
"At least, we should have a more suitable bed for this occasion," he commented, as if speaking of something trivial: "Wait a moment."
Before Xia Qingyue could respond, he simply disappeared. In the blink of an eye, his presence was gone, as if space itself had swallowed him. She blinked, surprised, her heart accelerating. Even with her spiritual senses elevated to the Tyrant Profound Realm, she captured nothing; he had moved beyond her perception.
A few moments passed in silence, broken only by the soft crackling of the fireplace. Then, without any warning, Ren Zu reappeared, materializing as if emerging from nothing, his presence filling the environment once more.
He walked to the improvised bed where she had been lying earlier and raised his hand in a casual gesture. Perfectly controlled red flames sprouted from his fingers, enveloping the bed for a brief second before consuming it completely, without ashes or smoke. In its place, with a simple movement, a luxurious double bed appeared, made of dark wood carved with intricate patterns, covered in impeccable silk sheets and soft pillows that exuded a subtle aroma of calming herbs.
Ren Zu sat on the edge of the bed, the mattress yielding slightly under his weight, and patted the spot beside him with his hand in a silent invitation.
"Come here, Qingyue..."
She hesitated for a brief instant. The butterflies in her stomach were more agitated than ever. Still, she walked to him calmly. The heat of his presence so close sent a subtle shiver down her spine. She turned to face him, her expression revealing a delicate conflict: cold determination mixed with exposed vulnerability, her clear eyes trembling slightly.
"The Lord... will have to guide me..." She murmured in a low voice, the blush returning: "I don't know very well... what to do."
Ren Zu smiled calmly, a soft gesture that further enhanced his perfect features under the dim light of the fireplace, making them almost hypnotic. His black eyes, deep and serene, fixed on hers with a silent intensity that made her hold her breath for a brief instant.
"First..." He said, his voice low and calming, like a whisper that seemed to echo directly in her soul: "You should call me just by my name. Ren Zu."
He paused briefly, observing her reaction attentively, before continuing.
"We are the same age, Qingyue. And from this moment on, we will be Dual Cultivation companions. There is no need for formalities between us."
Xia Qingyue blinked, genuine surprise crossing her expression still marked by inner conflict. The same age? In her mind, Ren Zu seemed much older, considering the overwhelming power he possessed, something she could barely comprehend, let alone achieve. He never seemed old, it was true; his appearance was timeless, perfect, as if the very concept of aging had never dared to touch him. Still, knowing they shared the same age group left her disconcerted, as if an invisible barrier between them had suddenly dissipated. Her heart raced even more, and the butterflies in her stomach began to flutter with renewed frenzy...
After a brief instant, she nodded slowly, her long lashes trembling slightly.
"I... understand..."
Ren Zu leaned forward a bit, turning his body toward her. Now they were separated by only a few centimeters, close enough for her to feel the subtle heat emanating from him, a disturbing contrast to the constant cold that had always accompanied her as a disciple of the Frozen Cloud Asgard. A delicate, ethereal aroma, hard to define, invaded her senses, making the blush on her face intensify...
He extended his hand calmly, his long and elegant fingers lightly brushing hers. The simple touch sent an electric shiver down her spine.
"Then," he said calmly, without any rush, like someone guiding her along a path he completely mastered: "Let's start with a kiss. Then, some foreplay, to prepare you. Although this is, in essence, an exchange for our cultivation, Qingyue, we both should enjoy the act in the same way. There is no need to rush..."
The words hung in the air, loaded with a silent promise that left her even more nervous. A kiss... foreplay... The mere mention made her body react before her mind could catch up, an unknown heat spreading slowly from her chest downward, mixing anxiety with an expectation she didn't dare admit out loud... Her eyes, almost without realizing it, fixed on his lips, perfect, too close. Unable to find words, Xia Qingyue simply nodded once more, her heart pounding hard in her chest, ready to surrender to that immortal who had saved her...
Ren Zu raised his hand slowly, his long and firm fingers touching her delicate chin with a gentleness that contrasted with the intensity of his gaze. He simply couldn't look at that face without being overcome by desire. The cheeks, smooth as immaculate silk, were whiter than the virgin snow covering the valley around them, without a single imperfection capable of marring such purity. The dimples, subtle and enchanting, seemed to echo poetic descriptions from ancient paintings and immortal verses, as if they had been sculpted to inspire eternal admiration. As for the lips, soft and in a perfect pink tone, they gave the impression of having been drawn with absolute care, a temptation so delicate that it would make the heavens and earth pale, and even the stars and moon fade before her. Combined in a single girl, all these characteristics composed a truly transcendental beauty, capable of eclipsing the entire world...
And now, she was his...
He approached slowly, their lips meeting in an initial gentle touch.
Xia Qingyue leaned instinctively to receive him, her eyes closing the instant a wave of heat coursed through her completely. The kiss began soft, almost shy, like a warm breeze slowly melting the ice accumulated in her chest. An indefinable feeling spread through her body; his lips were soft and warm, carrying an impossible-to-describe flavor, but addictive enough to make her want more. Each second of contact seemed to envelop her in an irresistible web, making her heart race while butterflies danced frantically in her stomach.
Then, with contained assertiveness, he deepened the kiss, forcing his tongue between her pearly teeth. Without giving her time to think, he captured her perfumed tongue, initiating a slow and deep duel, loaded with intimacy and desire, that made her legs momentarily lose strength.
She melted completely, a muffled moan escaping her throat as her body surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure. All the barriers she had built over the years as a disciple of the Frozen Cloud Asgard regarding any kind of intimacy with men dissolved completely, leaving only pure and intense sensations...
Ren Zu removed his hand from her chin and pulled her into his arms, pressing her soft breasts against his firm chest, the contact sending waves of heat through both. She didn't know what to do with her hands and kept them pressed against his chest, feeling the defined muscles under his clothes, before fully accepting the embrace, her mind melted in an addictive pleasure, where logic and control no longer existed...
Xia Qingyue began to fight back, her tongue intertwining with his with an unexpected boldness, sucking with relish, as if drinking from an inebriating source.
The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, and Ren Zu laid her on the bed with ease, positioning himself on top of her without interrupting the contact. Their bodies molded to each other, and he could feel her soft breasts even more pressed against his chest, a subtle fire rising in his belly as his member awakened, hardening with the proximity.
After some moments that seemed eternal, he interrupted the kiss, their lips separating with a soft, wet sound. His black eyes remained fixed on hers for a brief instant, before slowly sliding down to her delicate neck. Xia Qingyue's mind was enveloped in a dense fog, the world reduced to pure sensations; and when he sucked gently on the sensitive skin there, an involuntary moan escaped her lips, partially pulling her from her reveries. Intense shivers coursed through her body, pleasurable and deep, making her heart race even more.
Ren Zu approached her ear and whispered, his voice low and hoarse, sending waves of heat directly down her spine:
"The clothes are in the way..."
Each word sounded like an invisible caress. Xia Qingyue blinked, trying to catch her breath.
"Qingyue... can remove them..." She murmured, her voice trembling.
Ren Zu simply smiled softly against her skin.
"No need..."
With a casual touch of his finger, the white robes were consumed by instantaneous red flames, dissipating without a trace and leaving her completely nude before him.
A brief panic crossed her heart when the cabin's air met her exposed skin, contrasting sharply with the heat that still enveloped her. She opened her mouth to protest, but before any word could escape, Ren Zu captured her lips again, silencing her with a deeper and more enveloping kiss.
He pulled her carefully to the side, settling them lying face to face on the bed, their bodies naturally intertwining. His hand descended slowly, squeezing her white and soft butt with firmness, with a confidence that sent an intense shiver down her spine. Xia Qingyue arched slightly against him, surrendering to the touch, while an uncontrollable heat spread through her body, a mix of desire and surrender that enveloped her in a silent and irresistible dance.
Ren Zu repositioned himself on top of her with natural fluidity, their bodies aligning in a proximity that made her feel each of his breaths like an invisible caress. He interrupted the kiss slowly, their lips separating reluctantly, leaving her panting and flushed, her chest heaving for air while her eyes blinked, trying to anchor back to reality. On the other hand, his eyes descended slowly, tracing every curve of her exposed nude body...
A vision of absolute perfection that left him momentarily hypnotized. Her skin was immaculate, white as pure snow, her breasts full and firm, rounded like forbidden fruits, with pink and hardened nipples from excitement. Her belly was flat and smooth, descending to curvaceous and feminine hips that tapered into long, slender legs.
Unconsciously, Xia Qingyue brought her hands to cover her pussy and breasts. Her face burned with shame, the blush spreading like wildfire as she awakened from her reveries upon feeling his gaze on her body.
But Ren Zu stopped her gently, capturing her hands in his and moving them away with a soft firmness, almost protective.
"Don't hide, Qingyue..." He murmured, his voice low, loaded with sincere admiration: "You are beautiful..."
The smile that curved his perfect lips was genuine, illuminating his face like a dawn emerging from the void. His black eyes shone with pure desire, a controlled fire that enveloped her without burning her. That deep and intense gaze made a sudden chill settle in her stomach, an impossible-to-define sensation, mixing excitement and vulnerability. It was as if the world around them dissolved, leaving only that electric connection between the two...
Xia Qingyue yielded instantly to the compliment. Her body relaxed against the sheets, the modesty dissipating like mist in the sun, replaced by a wave of heat that enveloped her completely. For the first time, she felt desired in such a direct and absolute way that it took her breath away; very different from how most other men looked at her, she felt no disgust but instead felt happy...?
Ren Zu leaned in again, kissing her neck softly, his lips tracing a descending trail that sent shivers across her sensitive skin.
"Relax... let me show you." He whispered against her collarbone, his hoarse voice sending vibrations that made her arch slightly. His kisses descended slowly, reaching her soft breasts, and he captured a nipple with his mouth, sucking gently while his tongue swirled in slow circles.
Xia Qingyue moaned loudly, an involuntary and surprising sound that echoed through the cabin: "Ah...!" and she herself was shocked by the voice that came from her throat, hoarse and loaded with pleasure, as if it belonged to someone else.
"W-what... is this..." She murmured, surprised, her eyes widening for an instant, while her body betrayed any attempt at control, arching for more. It seemed like she was in the clouds, floating in a sea of hot and inebriating sensations, without dominion over herself...
Ren Zu smiled against her skin, alternating between the breasts, sucking and nibbling lightly, each movement eliciting more moans from her.
"You are perfect, Qingyue... you don't need to worry about anything, just relax..." He encouraged, his voice low between kisses, making her surrender even more. He descended along her flat and smooth belly, his lips tracing a line of fire until reaching the valley between her legs, positioning himself there with a naturalness that left her breathless.
Xia Qingyue partially awakened from her reveries when he settled in front of her pussy, exposed and vulnerable, a vision of absolute perfection, pink and delicate, with soft and symmetrical outer lips, without a single hair or sign that it had ever had any, as if sculpted from immaculate flower petals, moist and glistening with growing excitement, the small and sensitive clit standing out like a pink jewel...
Panic returned briefly, and she tried to cover herself with her hands, her legs closing by instinct.
"N-no... not there..." She protested, her voice trembling and low, her face burning with shame. What was he doing? Although she didn't know much about intimacy between man and woman, she knew enough to know how sex was done, so his action confused her slightly...
Ren Zu gently removed her hands, his black eyes fixed on hers with a reassuring intensity.
"I need to prepare you for the act, Qingyue..." He explained calmly, his voice soft as a caress. "As I said before, relax and enjoy..."
While saying this, he couldn't help but remember how the Little Demon Empress had felt uncomfortable at first, reserved and hesitant in the face of such intimate pleasures, but soon becoming addicted to them like a forbidden elixir...
Setting those thoughts aside, he leaned in, beginning to suck slowly and skillfully, his tongue tracing soft circles around the clit before diving into the soft lips, sucking with an expertise that made her arch her body involuntarily.
Xia Qingyue arched her body involuntarily, a sharp moan escaping her lips as Ren Zu's tongue traced soft circles around her swollen and sensitive clit, sending electric waves of pleasure that radiated from her center to every extremity of her being. It was as if a liquid fire had been ignited in her veins, hot and uncontrollable, pulsing in rhythm with each skillful lick, each delicate suction that made her feel as if her body no longer belonged to her.
The pleasure was overwhelming, a new and forbidden sensation that consumed her completely; wet, hot, as if he were drinking from her, exploring every pink fold with an expertise that left her breathless. Her taste, from his point of view, was a sweet and subtle nectar, like honey mixed with fresh dew from an untouched flower, lightly salted by the growing excitement, an addictive elixir that made him dive deeper, his tongue dancing between the soft and moist lips, savoring every drop of her essence as if it were the most precious of immortal wines.
Her mind, always so sharp and controlled, simply shut off, submerging in a thick fog of pure ecstasy where rational thoughts dissolved like smoke. There were no more Frozen Heart Arts, no sect, mother, or distant goals, just the now, the raw pleasure that made her tremble, her hips rising instinctively to meet him, as if her body knew what to desire before she could even comprehend it.
"Ah... Ren Zu... what... are you doing...?" She murmured between moans, her voice hoarse and broken, surprised at herself as the sensations invaded her like growing waves, each lick sending sparks that made her legs contract, the heat accumulating in her belly like a storm about to erupt.
And then came the first orgasm of her life, a blinding explosion that coursed through her like lightning, making her body convulse violently under him.
"Ahhh...!"
She screamed, her eyes rolling back as waves of pure pleasure invaded her like tsunamis, every muscle tensing and relaxing in uncontrollable spasms, the world dissolving into a blinding white where everything seemed to melt, her nectar gushing in a hot and moist wave, which he licked avidly, the taste now more intense, sweet and salty, like a ripe fruit bursting at the peak of ecstasy.
The sight of him between her legs, his black hair falling like a nocturnal curtain over her pale skin, his black eyes raised to meet hers with a predatory gleam of satisfaction, only intensified the climax, making her feel exposed and adored at the same time, as if he were drinking her soul through her body.
But he didn't stop, continuing to suck with an implacable and skillful rhythm, his tongue diving deeper into the pink and swollen lips, circling the clit with precise suctions that made her arch her back, her toes curling against the silk sheets. Each movement was a symphony of pleasure: he sucked the outer lips with gentleness, then dove his tongue inside, exploring the moist and hot inner folds, her taste now an inebriating mix of floral sweetness and erotic salinity, like ambrosia spilled from the heavens, addictive enough to make him moan against her, the vibrations sending additional shocks of delight.
"Ren Zu... please... ahh... it's too much...!"
Xia Qingyue moaned uncontrollably, her body trembling like a leaf in the wind, the sensations accumulating again, the heat in her belly intensifying like a volcano about to erupt, all of it leading her to a second orgasm, more intense than the first, a wave that made her scream and squeeze her legs around his head, her hips bucking as the pleasure tore through her from within, leaving her panting and sweaty, her body covered in a pearly sheen of perspiration that enhanced her ethereal beauty.
Still, Ren Zu persisted, his tongue now swirling in faster patterns around the sensitive clit, sucking with a pressure that made her see stars, each lick exploring the inner folds with surgical precision, her taste evolving into something richer, a thick and sweet honey mixed with the salt of her sweat, irresistible and primal. He alternated between light suctions and deep dives, his lips sealing against her as he drank every drop, the sight of his black eyes raised, full of a desire that mirrored hers, only amplifying the delicious torment.
"Relax, Xia Qingyue and just enjoy..." He murmured against her moist skin, his voice vibrating directly in her center, sending her into the third orgasm—a cascade of pleasure that made her convulse, her hands gripping the sheets with white-knuckled force, moans turning into hoarse whispers of "More... ahh... don't stop...", her body arching like a taut bow, releasing a new wave of essence that he licked avidly...
The fourth orgasm came next, built on the remnants of the previous ones, with Ren Zu accelerating the rhythm, his tongue playing with the clit with quick and precise touches while two fingers joined, lightly brushing the moist entrance before diving slowly, stretching her gently while sucking the outer lips.
"Ren Zu... ahhh...!"
Her body convulsing in violent spasms, waves of ecstasy coursing through her like rivers of liquid fire, leaving her completely exhausted, sweaty and panting, her mind broken into fragments of pure delight, floating in a void where only pleasure existed...
Finally, he stopped, rising slowly to observe her, his lips moist with her taste, ready to proceed.
Ren Zu smiled slightly, a subtle and satisfied gesture that curved his perfect lips as he observed her body, limp and trembling, due to the orgasms that had left her in a state of absolute ecstasy. He climbed slowly, his lips tracing an ascending trail over her sweaty and hot skin, kissing every centimeter with a reverence that made her shudder, from the valley between her legs, passing over her flat and smooth belly, up her soft breasts, until reaching her delicate neck. Each kiss was a slow, moist caress, sending residual shivers that kept her in the limbo of pleasure, her body responding with subtle arching, as if yearning for more even in her exhaustion.
He positioned himself over her, the controlled weight of his body pressing her against the silk sheets, creating a suffocating and delicious intimacy. His black eyes met hers, glazed and clouded, and he kissed her lips softly, a gentle touch that contrasted with the previous intensity, slow, exploratory, as if savoring the residue of her pleasure on her pink lips. Xia Qingyue responded weakly, her lips trembling against his, still lost in the fog enveloping her mind.
He pulled away enough to whisper, his voice hoarse and low echoing directly in her ear: "It's time, Qingyue."
The words partially pulled her from her reveries, anchoring her back to the moment, enough for her eyes to focus on him and then, with a casual gesture, he made his own clothes disappear in an instant, consumed by ephemeral red flames that evaporated without trace, leaving him completely nude before her.
Xia Qingyue, despite still processing the various orgasms that had left her panting and sweaty, froze completely. His body was a celestial and perfect work of art, sculpted as if the gods had poured their divine essence into every line. Each muscle stripe seemed to flow like a serene river, a true symphony of form and function: broad and defined shoulders, wide chest with muscles that contracted subtly with each breath, strong arms with salient veins promising contained power, flat belly with abs sculpted like marble reliefs, descending to narrow hips and powerful legs. His muscles displayed an aesthetic beauty, smooth and powerful at the same time, and also an impressive explosive strength, each subtle line overflowing with dominant and virile beauty, as if he were the incarnation of a warrior god at rest.
But it wasn't just the body that held her; her eyes inevitably descended to his enormous member, erect and throbbing, thick as her wrist and long enough to intimidate, with salient veins tracing its length, the pink and swollen head glistening with pre-cum, a sight that left her dizzy and panting.
Would that fit in her? A wave of panic invaded her, mixing with the residual desire, making her heart leap in her chest as he positioned himself, slowly placing the head of his enormous member at the moist entrance of her pussy, rubbing gently against the pink and sensitive lips, sending sparks of pleasure mixed with tension. He then let the entire length rest on her flat belly, easily surpassing her navel, the pulsing heat of him against her skin leaving her even dizzier, as if measuring how deep he would go, the contrast of his rigidity against her softness making her swallow dryly...
"Can I continue, Qingyue?" He asked, his voice low and gentle, his black eyes fixed on hers with a patience that calmed her despite the panic.
Swallowing the nervousness that tightened her throat, she nodded her head, her lips trembling in a mute "yes," her clear eyes full of a mix of fear and longing.
Ren Zu nodded back, positioning himself carefully, the thick head of his cock pressing against her tight and virgin entrance. It was Xia Qingyue's first time, so he had to go slowly; he pushed gently, her natural lubrication, abundant after the orgasms, facilitating the entry despite his impressive size, stretching her gradually, the inner walls opening to accommodate him. She felt an initial burning, as if her body were being split in half, the enormous cock filling her centimeter by centimeter, the pulsing veins rubbing against her sensitive walls, creating a delicious and painful friction at the same time...
He kept his eyes fixed on hers, while pushing slowly, the thick and swollen head of his cock forcing the tight entrance, stretching her centimeter by centimeter with inexorable pressure. His member was too much, widening gradually in a pulsing vein that rubbed against the virgin inner walls, creating a friction that mixed an initial burning with unexpected sparks of pleasure. Each advance was a slow conquest, his length now invading her, the salient veins massaging the sensitive folds in a rhythmic way, as if his cock were molded to fill every hidden void within her. The abundant lubrication from her previous orgasms facilitated the slide, but his size stretched her to the limit, the inner walls contracting instinctively around the intrusion, creating an absolute fullness that bordered on the unbearable, without sharp pain, just a gradual expansion that made her gasp, the inner muscles yielding reluctantly as he went deeper, touching unexplored points that sent shocks of electricity down her spine.
When he finally sheathed his entire cock inside her, his hip pressing against hers in a perfect fit, Xia Qingyue moaned loudly, a primal and uncontrolled sound that echoed through the cabin.
"Ahhh... Ren Zu...!"
Her entire body convulsed as an immediate orgasm hit her like an avalanche of ecstasy. It was an indescribably frightening pleasure, as if waves of liquid fire and electricity drowned her from the inside out, every nerve in her body igniting in a chorus of sensations that made her tremble violently, the walls of her pussy tightening around him in rhythmic spasms that squeezed and released the enormous cock, sending her into an abyss where pain and delight fused into something transcendental. Her world dissolved into pure white, the pleasure so intense that it terrified her by its depth, as if her body had been made for this and now refused to stop, yearning for more even as the orgasm tore through her, leaving her panting, sweaty, and surrendered, her nectar dripping around his base in a hot and sticky mix, along with a bit of blood from her lost virginity...
Ren Zu was slightly surprised by her immediate reaction, his black eyes blinking for an instant as he felt the violent contractions around his cock, but he soon understood; it was another interesting effect of his "Immortal Jade Dragon Physique," where no woman would feel pain upon uniting with him, only pure and amplified pleasure. Speaking of his physique, at the moment of complete union, he could feel a subtle energy flowing from his cock into her body, like soft and addictive waves of immortal essence, impregnating every cell with a heat that addicted her even more than any celestial or forbidden fruit, creating a deep and inescapable dependence. She probably wouldn't be able to live without him after this, her body and soul now bound to this sensation, yearning for eternal repetitions...
But the pleasure wasn't one-sided; he also felt an overwhelming ecstasy upon being enveloped by her, a low grunt escaping his throat as the inner walls of her pussy squeezed him like a vise of hot and sticky velvet. While the Little Demon Empress was tight and hot, like a furnace that consumed him with fierce intensity, Xia Qingyue was tight, soft, and sticky in a unique way, as if her pussy embraced him with layers of moist silk, the inner walls molding perfectly around his cock, refusing to let go, each contraction sending waves of pleasure that climbed his spine like living electricity, her nectar lubricating and adhering in an inebriating way, creating a divine friction that made him pulse inside her, the pleasure so deep that it left him momentarily breathless, as if he had found paradise incarnate in her form.
Did his physique also amplify his pleasure? It seemed he too would become addicted to sex soon...
He positioned himself over her while she still recovered from the orgasm, her body limp and trembling under his, and began to move slowly at first, withdrawing his cock almost completely before thrusting back with torturous slowness, each movement stretching her again, the veins rubbing against sensitive points that made her moan.
Xia Qingyue hugged him tightly, her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him to her as if fearing he would pull away, her soft breasts pressed against his chest as he kissed her lips with urgency, his tongue dancing with hers in a rhythm that mirrored the thrusts. He continued pounding inside her, the enormous cock filling her with each thrust, accelerating gradually as her moans turned into screams of ecstasy, multiple orgasms hitting her in succession, each more intense, her mind melting completely from pleasure, as if the world were reduced to pure and inebriating sensations.
"More... ahh... Ren Zu... don't stop...!"
She moaned without shame, her voice hoarse and uncontrolled, not caring about holding back the sounds or begging for more – she just wanted this, more and more, her body writhing under him, the inner walls tightening in rhythmic spasms that squeezed and released his cock, the pleasure consuming her in infinite waves, as if she never wanted to stop, surrendered to the addiction he had awakened.
Ren Zu continued fucking her, the rhythm accelerating gradually to stronger and deeper thrusts, each movement sending waves of pleasure that echoed through both bodies. His enormous cock plunged inside her with force, filling her completely with each thrust and easily reaching her womb and beyond, but instead of pain, she felt only pleasure, the pulsing veins rubbing against the sensitive walls in a friction that made her scream in ecstasy. He leaned in, capturing one of her soft breasts with his mouth, sucking the hardened nipple with intense suctions while his tongue swirled around, alternating between light nibbles and hot licks, each touch amplifying her pleasure, making her moans become louder and more desperate.
"Ahh... Ren Zu... harder...!"
She begged, her body writhing under him, her hands scratching his back as the pleasure consumed her.
He continued fucking for several minutes, the sound of flesh against flesh echoing through the cabin mixed with her moans, until his climax approached, with a final deep thrust, he came inside her, the hot and thick milk gushing in pulsing waves, filling her to overflowing, the indescribable heat making her go "silly" with pleasure, her eyes glazed as another mind-blowing orgasm hit her, her body convulsing violently around him, waves of ecstasy leaving her limp and panting, her mind lost in a void of pure delight...
Without pausing, Ren Zu turned her with ease, positioning her on all fours on the bed, with firm hands on her hips as he observed the wonderful sight; her pussy, pink and swollen, dripping white and creamy milk in viscous strands that ran down her thighs, mixing with her nectar in an erotic and tempting mess; and just above, her pink and tight little ass, virgin and delicate like a closed flower, pulsing slightly with residual excitement, a contrasting vision of purity that made him throb with desire. Her butt was rounded and soft, white as snow, trembling slightly with accelerated breathing, inviting touches that promised more pleasure...
He positioned himself behind her, sliding his still hard and lubricated cock with her fluids back into her pussy, slowly at first to savor the fit, but soon accelerating to stronger thrusts, the sound of rhythmic slaps filling the air as his hips collided against her butt. Grabbing her arms and pulling them back, he immobilized her, using the leverage to thrust harder, making her breasts swing pendulously with each thrust, the nipples rubbing against the sheets in additional friction that drove her crazy.
"Ahh... yes... more...!"
She moaned like a slut, while an indescribable pleasure consumed her completely, releasing her arms as she fell face down on the bed, he began slapping her white butt, each smack echoing with a sharp sound, leaving red marks that burned deliciously, amplifying the ecstasy until her butt was all red, trembling with each impact.
Ren Zu came once more, the milk gushing deep inside her, mixing with the previous in a hot flood that made her scream in another orgasm, her body contracting around him in violent spasms.
Then, with gentleness, he turned her to the side, positioning them sideways, with their bodies pressed in an intimate union. Sliding his cock back inside her with a slow and deep thrust, he continued fucking her with a constant rhythm, the movements fluid and possessive as he kissed her lips hungrily, his tongue dancing with hers in a wet and urgent kiss. His hands squeezed her breasts, which were much larger and fuller than those of the Little Demon Empress, soft and voluptuous like silk pillows stuffed, the hardened nipples rubbing against his palms as he massaged them, discovering that he adored them, the weight of them in his hands, the way they molded to his touches, sending waves of pleasure that made him moan against her mouth.
"You are incredible, Qingyue... these breasts... perfect..."
He murmured between kisses, his fingers pinching the nipples lightly to elicit more moans from her, the rhythm of the thrusts accelerating as the pleasure consumed them, their bodies moving in perfect harmony, lost in an infinite cycle of pleasure and desire...
The two continued with their "dual cultivation" for a long time without rest, it seemed that neither wanted to stop...
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