This was a regular routine, implicitly agreed upon that neither of them would breathe a word of it upon waking up.
As long as the lights are off, every sin is forgiven and forgotten..
Wang Xiao's restraint was naturally long broken; it's just not enough to be in the light yet.
He would be foolish not to acknowledge that his daughter was unaware of his accidental brushes against her body at night.
Like primal creatures, people would continue to repeat accepted behaviors.
There was nothing sexier and more tempting to him than his growing teenage daughter.
So embraced their desires, while others buried them deep within.
Wang Xiao's daughters were particularly clingy, sleeping together every night; the accidental touch, when turned into deliberate, was unknown to anyone...
The soft brush of the hand against the skin, when turned into a warm hold, was disregarded by both.
A silent agreent existed between them, allowing him to take advantage of her under the veil of night.
For her, it was rely a longing to be held by him while she slept.
Although she sensed the impropriety, it remained subtle, not compelling enough for her to resist.
Anran never separated her daughters into different rooms.
As they grew up, they were able to do whatever they wanted, and natural desires transcended all boundaries.
It all stemd from Wang Xiao's experience with his first daughters and the fear of almost losing them.
The mont was crystal clear, like ice, but the aftermath left a deep, lasting scar.
He treated his daughters, especially these two with a special care, causing them to beco increasingly dependent on him, leading to an unhealthy level of clinginess.
When they were little, they wouldn't leave his side for months on end...
As they grew, the clinginess evolved into sothing more complex...
Thud...
Thud...
Wenxi's heart pounded with anxiety.
She felt the warm caress of the sun on her back, the sudden heat beneath her pajamas making her absentmindedly bite her plump, crimson lips in the darkness of the night.
Every pair of blood siblings share a unique bond that includes a natural attraction.
In their youth, they may explore each other's bodies, much like Wang Xiao and Wang i did.
However, as they mature, a sense of repulsion develops, preventing them from crossing certain boundaries.
This defense chanism manifests itself in their interactions, as siblings beco more sarcastic and distant as they age.
This protective chanism is not present in relationships between long-distance cousins, leading to many of them developing romantic feelings for one another.
Wang Xiao now realizes that the connection between him and his daughter is far more close and 'terrible' than that between siblings.
With no natural or artificial defense chanisms between them, he steadfastly maintained his approach to dealing with his daughters, unchanged by ti or age.
He allowed them to remain childlike in his presence, permitting them to sleep beside him, always treating them with tenderness and refusing to adopt the cynical or bitter persona of a protective father.
Without this shield of defense, there was no rationale for his daughters to harbor animosity towards him; instead, they held him in even higher regard, their admiration bordering on possessiveness.
Their bond grew so strong that they felt as fiercely protective of him as he did of them.
Wenxi had never entertained the idea of him as a romantic partner; to her, he was simply her father, and that was all that mattered and more.
She let him have his way.
As the uncomfortable tingle in her body persisted, her heart pounded with anticipation, her desire mounting.
Her face flushed with heat, more scorching than the sun.
Yet, despite these sensations, a steadfast resolve within her refused to allow her to reach for his hand and deny him anything.
She just couldn't.
Even if he did the worst to them, they wouldn't hold it against him.
So what if she let him explore her body? If not him, who else was worthy?
He would never harm them—that was a trust they could never place in another man.
A chain of events, all sparked by that fateful accident with Maliketh, was now blooming into sothing like a forbidden flower.
What would it beco?
Would it wither?
Neither of them thought about it.
The flower was blossoming, and until it reached full bloom, the outco would remain uncertain.
But tonight, there was sothing different in the air, sothing unsettling.
Wang Xiao tightened his grip, his hand sliding further down, fingers grazing the edge of her pajama pants before slipping between her thighs, caressing her tender skin with deliberate care.
"Gasp...!"
Her breath hitched as the heat between them intensified, their bodies unconsciously starting to rub against each other, creating a friction that made her pulse quicken.
A warm, almost electric sensation spread from her thighs, creeping toward the center of her being, brushing dangerously close to her forbidden region.
Her breathing beca erratic, her face flushed with a hot, overwhelming feeling that she couldn't quite control.
A shiver ran down her spine as she felt him inhale deeply, savoring the fresh fragrance of soap that clung to her silky long hair.
His nose brushed lightly against her back, sending another ripple of heat through her body, while his warm hand slid back from her thighs, moving upwards toward her waist.
With a subtle motion, he lifted her top, his fingers finally making contact with the smooth, bare skin of her abdon.
Rustle...
He couldn't resist gently caressing her abdon, feeling the warmth that radiated from her skin.
It was a sensation he could never tire of, a need that burned deep within him.
The thought of losing this feeling was unbearable; he would rather burn the world down than let it slip away.
His hand tightened, gripping the soft skin of her abdon possessively as his lips grazed against her back, leaving a trail of warmth.
"!"
His large, warm hand slid down slowly, slipping beneath the waistband of her pajamas with a soft, whispering sound as the fabric clung to her skin.
The sensation was electrifying, each inch he traveled sending a shiver through her.
His fingers grazed the tender skin of her belly, before continuing their descent, brushing against her inner thighs with a gentle sigh of fabric against tender flesh.
Shhhk... shhhk...
His fingers pressed into the supple skin of her thighs, kneading the soft flesh with a possessive grip, leaving behind red marks that quickly faded into her warmth.
Each movent was accompanied by a quiet, intimate rustling that echoed in the silence, muted only by the sound of their shared, heavy breathing.
*Hhhh... hhhh...*
Her eyes began to glaze over, tears gathering at the corners as his hand inched closer to her most intimate region.
When his fingers finally made contact, brushing against her forbidden spot, her breath hitched audibly, and her eyelids fluttered shut.
Fffft...
His fingers traced the delicate outline of her secret flower, exploring the smooth, untouched skin that trembled beneath his touch.
The warmth of her body contrasted sharply with the coolness of his hand, heightening the sensations.
He teased the sensitive petals, his touch light and deliberate, rubbing gently against the heavenly crevice that had never known such close touch.
Shhh... shhh...
Her lashes flickered violently, her eyes squeezing shut even tighter as she tried to brace herself against the waves of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.
"mm..." A soft whimper escaped her lips as she finally exhaled, her body trembling as the warmth of his hand retreated.
But the emptiness didn't last long.
He returned almost imdiately, his hand sliding back up to her smooth abdon, his grip tightening possessively around her.
He pulled her closer, their bodies pressing together in the darkness, the heat between them almost unbearable.
Ffft...
His fingers climbed higher, like claws searching for the next place to claim, each movent accompanied by the soft sound of fabric and the faint whisper of skin against skin.
Wenxi had no idea until now that 'he' was a professional bully in every sense.
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