Haremlord: Rise of the Banished

In the opulent cave of the Dwarf Clan, Little Lion lounged lazily on silken cushions. On a stone bed draped with soft bedding, two figures entwined in warmth.

Lan An held his wife's slender, snow-white waist, as sinuous as a water snake, nibbling her earlobe and whispering, "Ai Xin, sending me off alone with Ai Xin… you've got some scheme, haven't you?"

"Mmm…" Ji Ya let out a soft moan, nestling into his firm chest. Her robes had long vanished, leaving only a white lotus-patterned bandeau and slightly damp undergarments shielding her most sensitive areas.

Locked in their embrace, Ji Ya pouted playfully. "I'm intrigued by the Falling Moon Ice Scripture and still haven't mastered Cold Plum Chaotic Dance. You going with Ai Xin alone suits me just fine."

"Daring to lie to your husband? Let's see how I punish you," Lan An teased with a roguish grin, his large hand cupping her full, vibrant breast, kneading it firmly.

"Mmm, you rogue… I'm thinking of you, aren't I?" Ji Ya gasped, her body exquisitely sensitive to his touch.

"Thinking of me? How so? Don't tell me my wife's ordering me to charm another," Lan An teased, his fingers teasing her hardening nipple.

"Your ambitions and our harem's are vast. Our enemies are numerous and powerful. Winning Ai Xin means gaining the Ai Clan and Dwarf Clan's support, plus Hai Hong Sect's quiet backing. Few in Hai Zhou would dare move against you then," Ji Ya huffed, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Raised among the cunning foxes of Heavenly Secret Palace, Ji Ya's mind worked differently from ordinary women. She knew her life and her sister's were bound to this man, and she planned for his greatest benefit. Ai Xin was a prize that promised rich rewards.

Lan An's heart stirred, deeply touched. A wife who set aside jealousy to strategize so thoroughly for her husband how rare was that? Yet, grinning confidently, he said, "Your husband pursues the women he loves for themselves, not their backing. I aim to be their shield. Ai Xin needs more time to know, but right now, I want you, my treasure."

Ji Ya's heart melted. Her true face, both alluring and icy, softened with tender charm beside him. Though she and Ji Bing shared identical features, their auras differed. Ji Bing was a sheltered snowflake, cherished and delicate. Ji Ya was a snow lotus atop an icy peak, weathered by storms. As the elder sister, she protected Ji Bing, but no one had shielded her until Lan An.

Gazing at his fairy-like wife, her red lips exhaling a cool, fragrant breath, he gently pressed his lips to hers.

"Mmm…"

Their lips met, souls trembling in unison. Their deepening bond made Ji Ya shed her shyness, responding with fervent tenderness. Their kisses were soft, warm, and loving, devoid of raw lust, seeking only to share the sweetest essence of their love.

Smack, smack, smack.

The faint sound of their mingling saliva echoed in the cave, stirring a strange thrill. Lan An kissed her passionately, their eyes locked in affection, Ji Ya's lashes fluttering.

He rolled her onto her back, pressing against her soft form, facing her fully. With a thought, his spiritual energy surged, shredding their clothes, including Ji Ya's undergarments.

Bare, they entwined, hands exploring each other's bodies. Ji Ya boldly caressed his hips, playfully pinching, leaving faint red marks. Lan An reciprocated, his hands roaming her silken skin, savoring its exquisite softness.

Their lips and tongues remained locked in a tender dance, bodies pressed so close no gap remained except for his hardened length, rubbing against her silken thighs, not yet entering her sacred valley.

Ji Ya's sensitive body flushed pink, her core dripping. Her pleading eyes begged him to love her swiftly.

Lan An smiled, greedily sucking her sweet tongue, drinking her nectar before reluctantly parting, a glistening thread connecting their lips. "Enjoying this, treasure?" he asked softly.

"Do you enjoy kissing me?" Ji Ya smiled sweetly, gazing at him.

"Immensely. I want to kiss you forever, taste your sweetness always," Lan An murmured, licking the droplets around her lips.

"I love your kisses too… all over me, not just my lips," Ji Ya said, tossing her hair back seductively.

"Your wish is my command," Lan An chuckled, diving into pleasing his beloved wife.

He kissed her forehead warmly, inhaling her hair's fragrance, then began his conquest. From her sensitive ears to her alabaster neck, collarbone, and smooth underarms, he left kisses and gentle bites. Her delicate fingers, wielders of mighty techniques for his battles, weren't spared—he sucked them, swirling his tongue around each.

Ji Ya reveled in his devotion, pouting playfully. "Mmm… gentler! Don't you cherish me?"

His vigorous kneading had morphed her full breasts into tantalizing shapes, sending waves of pleasure through her. Lan An grinned, softening his touch, releasing her fingers to lower his head. Under her shy yet eager gaze, he enveloped her breast with his mouth.

Smack, smack, smack.

Like a child at his mother's breast, he sucked eagerly at first, then gently cherished it. Ji Ya savored the tingling sensation, one hand ruffling his hair tenderly, the other teasing his nipple, delighted by its hardness.

The Nhã Ice Fairy's unique fragrance enthralled Lan An, distinct from her sister's. He noted differences Ji Ya's moles set her apart. A striking red mole adorned her right breast's areola, and a small black one graced her navel's edge, unlike Ji Bing.

He lavished attention on the mole by her breast, nibbling her nipple, making Ji Ya writhe. His hand slid lower, teasing her soft mound before tracing a path from her chest to her thighs.

"Ah… mmm… you're giving me goosebumps," Ji Ya moaned tremulously.

"Not yet, treasure. Spread your legs," Lan An's voice held a magnetic pull, her limp legs parting instinctively.

Her glistening peach blossom revealed itself, a sight to drive any man mad. Soft fuzz veiled plump, rosy lips, tightly closed. Lan An's gaze fixed on a perfect, glistening pearl, radiant under the cave's luminous pearls.

He gently took it in his mouth.

"Ahh! I'm done for!" Ji Ya shrieked, her body jolting as if struck, trembling violently.

"Unlike Bing'er, this is your true weakness," Lan An grinned, thrilled by her reaction, relentlessly teasing the pearl with fervent licks.

Drip, drip.

Ji Ya felt she'd lose her mind, gasping as her core clenched, fluids flowing freely. Overwhelmed, her tear-filled eyes reflected ecstasy, her body yielding to his tongue's assault.

"Hu… it's too much, husband… it's itching inside… please, enter me," she pleaded, her modesty gone, begging for union.

"Treasure, wet it for me," Lan An said, flipping to position his throbbing length before her face.

Ji Ya, undaunted by its imposing size and pulsing veins, eagerly licked it with her soft tongue. Below, Lan An spared her sensitive pearl, parting her rosy lips to reveal tender flesh. His tongue delved deep, her sweet essence intoxicating, her walls clinging to him.

Ji Ya's muffled moans filled the cave as she took half his length into her mouth, devotedly wetting it. His ministrations only heightened her longing, urging him to fill her completely.

"Love me, husband… tonight, Nhã nhi is yours," she transmitted, voice thick with desire.

Lan An tenderly withdrew from her mouth, facing her flushed, lustful visage once icy, now ablaze with passion. Teasingly, he asked, "Want to merge with your husband? Bear my child? Be conquered fiercely?"

Panting, Ji Ya's body quivered at his provocative words. "Whatever you desire, I'll give… I want you to fill me, become one with me."

His desire peaked at her sultry words. His length sought her tight, slick entrance. Under her eager gaze, he entered slowly.

"Mmm… so big… it's tearing me," Ji Ya gasped, nails digging into his back as her core stretched.

"Bear it a moment, treasure. I'm going deep," Lan An said, locking her lips in a fierce kiss, kneading her breasts to distract her.

It worked Ji Ya melted into his kiss and touch, eyes closed in bliss. Seizing the moment, he thrust deeply.

Pop!

A barrier broke, blood trickling. "Ahh! I'm dying!" Ji Ya jolted, clinging to him, nails piercing his skin, her cry muffled by their kiss.

Lan An deepened their kiss, his length stilled deep within her, her walls gripping him tightly. He reached her core's deepest point but held back, letting her adjust, though his pulsing length yearned for more.

After a while, he parted their lips, praising, "You're incredible, treasure. Trying to crush me?"

Ji Ya huffed, the pain fading, replaced by a familiar itch. Her hips began to move. Lan An groaned in delight, thrusting rhythmically.

"Mmm… slower at first… you'll make me faint," Ji Ya gasped, her nerves alight with overwhelming pleasure, scolding him as waves of ecstasy hit.

Grinning, Lan An kneaded her breasts, moving steadily within her tight core, each thrust a blissful friction. Ji Ya adapted, moaning freely, her hips meeting his with fervor.

Slap, slap, slap. The sounds of flesh colliding echoed, their bodies in perfect sync.

"Mmm… so good… husband…" Ji Ya's soul soared, moaning as he ravaged her jade body.

Lan An cherished her, licking her sweat, claiming the Golden Ranking fairy as his own. As her first time, she quickly reached her peak, her mind hazy, a warm surge building within.

"Husband… I'm close…" She arched, clinging to him, yearning to merge fully.

Lan An locked lips with her, pressing her against the cool cave wall, thrusting powerfully from the front.

Slap, slap, slap, slap.

Their flesh collided loudly, his hand teasing her pearl as he moved. "Ahh! I'm there… release with me!" Ji Ya screamed, her core erupting in a flood of warmth.

"Treasure… I'm with you… filling you up," Lan An growled, her clenching walls drawing him in. After a final sprint, he released powerfully.

"Ahh… so hot… incredible…" Ji Ya thrashed, her cries echoing, their souls ascending in unison.

He held her tightly, collapsing onto the bed, cradling her atop him. Ji Ya smiled, exhausted but content, panting in his arms as he caressed her skin lovingly.

After a while, his renewed vigor startled her. She glared playfully. "I'm spent… go pamper my sister."

Lan An kissed her forehead, laying her aside, and turned to embrace a toned, wild figure. "Master… I'm burning…" Little Lion purred, wrapping her arms around his neck, offering her fiery lips, her body flushed and bare.

He claimed her lips, stroking her tri-colored hair, diving into passion. Later, Ji Ya, recovered, joined them.

A night of boundless ecstasy unfolded, their moans and gasps weaving a symphony of love. Lan An shared the Dragon Immortal Sacred Canon, initiating their first dual cultivation.

One dragon, two phoenixes, immersed in a springtime of bliss.