She Was Fucked After Being Reborn as the Heroine of an 18+ Otome Game

Shen Yue felt a momentary loss of control below, followed by the sound of trickling water. Unable to hold back any longer, she burst into tears. “Ah… Don’t… Don’t look at me! Go away! Leave…!”

The man’s gaze never left her.

Clank, clank, clank—

The heavy chains rattled.

Shen Yue struggled frantically, but with her hands and feet bound, she couldn’t even cover her face to avoid the situation.

Trembling, her tear-soaked lashes fluttered as she seemed to lose her spirit, no longer resisting, allowing the man to move in and out of her tender passage.

Snap—

Seeing this, Lu Qingyan snapped his fingers, and the chains binding her clattered to the ground.

“Master.”

Lu Qingyan cupped her buttocks with one hand, holding her tightly against him. Their lower bodies remained intimately joined, even more so than before.

“Don’t cry.”

Lu Qingyan embraced the limp woman in his arms.

The woman’s face was exquisite, but her eyes were vacant, like a soulless doll devoid of emotion.

Shen Yue pursed her lips slightly, hearing the steady beat of his heart against her ear. Strangely, her own heart began to calm.

Yet, the humiliation of losing control in front of him lingered in her mind.

Lu Qingyan lowered his head, kissing her forehead, damp with sweat, and the tears that clung to the corners of her eyes.

“Master?”

Lu Qingyan called to her softly, his voice gentle, as if he hadn’t been the one to deliberately embarrass her moments ago.

“Let me go.”

Shen Yue replied quietly, her usually melodious voice now hoarse and fragile from their encounter.

“No.”

Lu Qingyan tightened his embrace, holding her firmly against him, as if afraid she might slip away if he relaxed his grip.

Shen Yue bit her lip, her eyes tinged with red. She lifted her chin to meet his obsessive gaze. “Why?”

Lu Qingyan paused, his intended casual response halted by the vulnerability in her expression.

“Master,” Lu Qingyan said softly, “in this world, no one needs you more than I do.”

His tone was firm, and his words caught Shen Yue off guard, causing a tear to slip from the corner of her eye.

She hadn’t expected such a response from the man who had tormented her.

Shen Yue turned her face away, feeling a flush of warmth. She deliberately avoided his gaze, but the man began to move inside her once more.

“Ah!” Shen Yue’s crimson lips trembled as her body temperature rose again. “What… what are you doing? Stop! Ah… Don’t push…”

The man’s shaft hit a sensitive spot deep inside her, and with a forceful thrust, she went limp in his arms.

Shen Yue was held tightly by Lu Qingyan, her slender legs spread wide and wrapped around his muscular waist. This position allowed his shaft to penetrate deeply inside her.

“Ah, ah—”

Shen Yue twisted her hips, trying to escape the intense, electric-like pleasure surging from within, but the man held her firmly in place, giving her no chance to escape.

Her moans grew sweeter and more intense. “No… Too… Too deep… It’s too deep… I’m… I’m going to come again… Ah!” Wetness gushed from her passage, the scent of her arousal filling the air.