Double penetration, plunder and hypnosis Entry

Chapter 40 - Seduction



Chapter Forty: Seduction

“Nephew Lin Yuan,” Liu Mei purred, her voice soft and plaintive, “I’ve lingered at Golden Core Late Stage for ages, unable to break through.” Her tone carried a seductive lilt. “I’ve heard your Pure Yang Sacred Body holds miraculous power to aid cultivators past bottlenecks. I’ve come to beg your assistance.” As she spoke, her delicate fingers traced her collarbone, sliding downward, pausing at the edge of her plunging neckline. With a subtle tug, her scarlet gown shifted, revealing more of her alabaster thigh.

“If you help me, I’ll ensure your cultivation resources are met,” she continued, her eyes twinkling with promise. “Whatever you desire, Aunt Mei will provide.” Blinking coyly, her gaze brimmed with allure. “I’ve dressed especially for you, hoping you’ll take pity on an elder trapped by this wretched bottleneck.” Swaying closer, she circled behind him, her hands resting lightly on his shoulders. Leaning in, her breath grazed his ear. “Nephew, please, grant your Aunt Mei this favour, hmm?” Her voice, a husky murmur, trembled with temptation.

Her hands glided down his arms, guiding his hand to her waist. “Feel my heartbeat—it races for you,” she whispered. Lin Yuan’s restraint snapped. “Too much!” he growled, spinning and pinning her down. Liu Mei let out a triumphant giggle, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Oh, Nephew, so eager!” she teased, her arms looping around his neck, her lips parting, breath warm and fragrant.

Lin Yuan gazed down, his eyes blazing. Taking a ragged breath, he clung to a shred of reason. “You’re playing with fire.” Liu Mei’s laughter was soft, her fingers brushing his cheek. “Fire? I’ve long wanted to test the heat of your Pure Yang flame.” His breathing quickened, her scent unravelling his defences. “Don’t regret this,” he warned. Her eyes flashed with confidence. “Regret? My only fear is you disappointing me.”

“Disappoint?” Lin Yuan’s pride flared. “You’ll see!” He claimed her lips, fierce and unyielding. Liu Mei hummed softly, her arms tightening around him. Their breaths mingled, the room’s air growing heavy with intensity. Time blurred as Liu Mei, initially defiant, softened, her voice melting into a pleading murmur. “Oh, I was wrong, Nephew! Slow down!” she gasped, her tone dripping with surrender.

“No chance,” Lin Yuan retorted, his eyes glinting. “A vixen like you needs to know my strength. Too late to beg!” Liu Mei’s protests wavered, her cheeks flushed, eyes misty with allure. Not a seasoned seductress, but a maiden despite her years, he realised, her charm arts amplifying her reactions. Her sensitivity, honed by her Bewitching Voice and Innate Allure, made each moment electric.

“Little rogue, you’ve ruined me,” she whimpered, her voice a blend of ecstasy and exhaustion. “Your Pure Yang energy is fiercer than I imagined.” Her flushed face and languid gaze radiated enchantment, her movements instinctively captivating despite her inexperience. Her trembling fingers grazed his chest, her breath uneven. Lin Yuan’s sweat mingled with her skin as he rasped, “Too late for regrets.”

Intensifying his Pure Yang output, he watched her body quiver, her eyes widening as she let out a sharp cry. “Oh, you rogue!” she gasped, her nails digging into his back, her body arching as if melding with his. Her charm-enhanced senses trembled under the onslaught. “Easy… I’m not made of iron!” Lin Yuan chuckled, whispering, “We’re just getting started. Hold on.”

Her flushed cheeks and breathless complaints only fueled him. “You wicked boy, always teasing your Aunt Mei,” she pouted, her voice faltering. As his Pure Yang energy surged, her Golden Core Late Stage bottleneck began to loosen. Stunned, then elated, she urged, “Yes, like that! Keep going—break this cursed barrier!” Her neck arched gracefully, her face alight with urgency, her heightened senses amplifying her awareness of the shifting energy.

Lin Yuan, spurred by her fervour, quickened his pace, the room echoing with their breaths and her fervent cries. “You’re my saviour, little rogue!” she exclaimed, her cheeks glowing, a faint smile curving her lips. Her consciousness blurred, immersed in the fiery tide of his power, her body enveloped in blissful waves. At last, with a resonant cry, Liu Mei shattered her bottleneck, ascending to Golden Core Peak.

Collapsing onto the bed, her hair splayed in disarray, she sighed, “You’ve worn me out, rogue.” Her fingers brushed his cheek, her eyes lazy with satisfaction. “But… advancing while lying down? Pure bliss.”


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