Cheng Qiyue bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, forcing herself to accept this embarrassing position, feeling like an animal, raising her hips in a plea for affection.
Yang Cheng understood Cheng Qiyue’s thoughts well; trying this position for the first ti might involve so reluctance, but once she tasted it, she would definitely crave for more.
"Don’t be nervous, everything requires an adaptation process."
He gently reassured her.
Actually, being with a woman as pristine as Cheng Qiyue can give a man a sense of accomplishnt.
Especially now, when Cheng Qiyue is particularly obedient to him; as long as the term "cultivator" is ntioned, she follows his wishes even if unwillingly.
Unable to see Yang Cheng’s expression, Cheng Qiyue felt even more tense, her whole body as if burning.
"Get down lower, sink your waist."
Yang Cheng stroked her pale rump, arranging her into a seductive pose.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Qiyue felt terribly shy, but complied obediently, raising her hips and exposing the beautiful view.
Yang Cheng’s inner fire surged, he rubbed his weapon at her entrance, then thrust his hips, and lunged deep inside.
"Ahhh!"
Feeling Dragon Root reach deep inside, hitting her inner core, Cheng Qiyue couldn’t help but let out a scream, her upper body unable to support her, she collapsed onto the bed.
Cheng Qiyue never imagined this position would be even more stimulating than before; barely entering, her entire body trembled, feeling like she was floating in ecstasy.
Yang Cheng thought he might have hurt her, so he paused for a mont.
But Cheng Qiyue was imnsely pleasured, yet when Yang Cheng didn’t attack, she instinctively swayed her snake-like body, setting her hips in motion.
"Little minx, do you now realize the beauty of this position?"
Seeing Cheng Qiyue so proactive, a mischievous grin appeared on Yang Cheng’s lips as he spanked her pale behind.
Her skin was so fair that although Yang Cheng wasn’t forceful, her rump quickly reddened, looking quite pitiful.
"Mmm... it’s so good, deep inside, feels amazing!"
Cheng Qiyue moaned softly, slowly propping herself up, quickening her hips’ movents.
"So ravenous, tonight I’ll feed you well, making you ecstatic!"
Yang Cheng grew excited too, grabbing Cheng Qiyue’s waist and thrusting fiercely.
Dragon Root continued to penetrate deeply, each thrust reaching her inner core.
"Ahhh! So fast... it’s amazing!"
Cheng Qiyue kept moaning, the mix of pain and pleasure nearly driving her insane.
During the most intense monts, a strong tingling spread through her body, like floating in the air.
"Yang Cheng, this position is so deep, so good! I love being with you!"
"Why didn’t I et you earlier... ahhh... faster, I’m almost there again!"
Though usually conservative, Cheng Qiyue couldn’t control herself under Yang Cheng’s fierce attack.
Initially resisting this position, she now realized why the change was necessary, it amplified the prior sensation exponentially.
"Don’t call by na, call Master!"
Yang Cheng’s thrusts grew more turbulent, his large hands harshly spanked Cheng Qiyue’s rump.
The room echoed with squelching sounds and crisp slaps, making Cheng Qiyue’s face burn.
Cheng Qiyue’s body arched slightly from the spanking, involuntarily contracting underneath, eliciting a groan from Yang Cheng, nearly pulling him out.
Yet today, he wasn’t in a rush to finish, determined to make Cheng Qiyue submit fully.
"Little minx, call Master quickly or I’ll ravish you to death today!"
Yang Cheng threatened through clenched teeth while vigorously spanking her.
Overwhelming pleasure blurred Cheng Qiyue’s consciousness, leaving only constant moans.
"Mmm~~ Master... so good... faster, ravish to death!"
"Ahhh... I want to be your eternal slave!"
Entirely controlled by desire, Cheng Qiyue uttered words she’d never say while clear-headed.
Hearing this, Yang Cheng smiled with satisfaction, preparing to change positions.
His strong arms passed through Cheng Qiyue’s legs, lifting her up before striding to the floor-to-ceiling window, holding her tightly from behind, the dragon still inside her.
The room was dim, but they hadn’t drawn the curtains, so they could see outside clearly.
Staring at the vibrant scene outside, Cheng Qiyue’s body tightened suddenly, holding the dragon firmly.
"Sss! Don’t be so tense, relax a bit, or you’ll break ."
Yang Cheng gasped, burying his head to nibble her sensitive ear.
"Mmm... so ticklish!"
"Yang Cheng, don’t do this, without curtains, people can see us."
Cheng Qiyue regained so clarity, wiggling her waist, trying to break free.
Yet her strength couldn’t move Yang Cheng, firmly pinned her, even pressing her against the glass.
The cold glass heightened Cheng Qiyue’s nervousness, her lower body contracting quickly, pleading: "No, I’m so scared, there are so many people outside, they’d see if they look up."
"They can’t see, it makes it more thrilling this way!"
Seeing her truly afraid, trembling slightly, Yang Cheng didn’t press her hard, but her ample chest was still against the glass.
Then, Yang Cheng thrust directly into her deepest point.
"Ah!!"
Cheng Qiyue shuddered, quickly supporting herself on the glass.
Her body leaned back slightly, long legs spread wide, allowing Dragon Root smooth entry.
This position felt just as good as before, but being at the window added extra stimulation.
Though they lived on a high floor, there was still concern about being seen, putting Cheng Qiyue on edge, keeping her body taut.
Yang Cheng thrust a few tis but found it difficult, feeling pain from Dragon Root being squeezed tightly.
"Relax, you’re about to break ."
Teeth clenched, he commanded, but Cheng Qiyue couldn’t manage the tension.
"Master, let’s go sowhere else, I’m a bit afraid of heights."
Cheng Qiyue’s voice was soft and pleading, lting Yang Cheng’s heart.
"Alright, as you wish, we’ll go elsewhere."
Softly coaxing, he carried Cheng Qiyue back.
Nearby was a dressing mirror, so Yang Cheng stood before the mirror holding her, wickedly smiling: "Qi Yue, I want you to watch ravishing you."
Seeing the reflection, Cheng Qiyue’s blushing face scolded: "You’re so bad! You seem so nice usually, but now you’re so naughty!"
"Won don’t love n unless they’re bad, don’t you like this?"
Raising an eyebrow, Yang Cheng asked, not waiting for Cheng Qiyue’s response, launched an attack during her relaxed mont...
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