Half Of Ten
“Aaah~!”
Barely a few minutes passed after the front door was opened before Edrick reached his bedchambers and had Yin, stark naked, pinned against the bed.
The tomboy, despite her much higher cultivation level, was completely submissive and obedient, her face pressed into the mattress and backside raised. Anoteros stood behind her with his knees bent, one hand making a mess out of her blonde hair, the other squeezing her muscular hip as he ruthlessly pounded away at the inner disciple’s firm butt.
There was barely any jiggle despite the strength of each thrust. If his bed had not been studied and built with the intention of seeing intense action on the regular, it would have already fallen apart from the nearly savage lovemaking.
Yin’s love for combat and cultivation translated directly into the bedroom. Her style was to take hits with the idea of being able to remain unmoved even from attacks that would tear many others apart into mist, so naturally, she preferred it rough- Very rough in fact. She wanted her defences and stamina to be put to the test ruthlessly.
The reasoning was different from Hui’s, but in the end, it turned out the same... Both friends loved for Edrick to go all-out on them. Obviously, due to the difference in cultivation levels and experience, Yin was handling a brutal pounding that could kill some people. In fact, she was handling it like a champion. Even with Anoteros’s tremendous strength, her defences remained too high, so the noble scion didn’t even need to hold back on her.
In stark contrast, he needed to hold back a lot against Hui, even with her techniques studied precisely for that sort of bedroom activity.
It was quite refreshing to fully exert himself like this.
“Is this how you like it?” he asked after a groan, pulling her head from the bed by putting his hand underneath her chin.
The tomboy was all red, bearing a satisfied smile.
“Yes…”
With a swift movement, he pushed her hips flat against the bed and drew Yin's head back, making her arch backwards. Her back was pressed against his chest as he leaned forward, his club penetrating the depths of her lovely estuary.
A moan escaped the tomboy as he moved the hair out of her face.
“And what exactly do you like about it?” he said. His thick arms wrapped around her body, one hand grasping and squeezing her mounds, the other wrapped around her neck, his thumb caressing it as his warm breath brushed against her ear.
They were close--Very close. Yin could feel his sculpted pectorals behind her alongside the heaving of his chest. His voice was just a whisper, but it felt so loud. She was panting not from fatigue, but from sheer excitement and pure arousal.
Before, she would have thought it unsightly and unbecoming of her to behave in such a manner. But things had changed rapidly for her. That first experience in the woods with him… She hadn’t realised it immediately, but it had changed everything. From then on, she could only think of Edrick… Him, his body, his charm, his skills…
In just one intimate session, he had dominated her, and she had submitted whilst greatly enjoying it all. It seemed like giving in was not a purely negative thing, so long as it was done out of love and affection.
Even if it sounded shallow since it had emerged from a raunchy encounter in the wilderness, Anoteros had indeed made Yin fall madly in love at that time.
If not, then why would she have so quickly submitted to his will and her urges once again?
“I like it… Because you rough me up. I like it when you are brutal with me. I want you to keep battering me until my body fails… Please… I want you to be the one to break my defences~”
Hearing her words, Edrick smiled and kissed her neck. He then made her turn her head to the side, kissing Yin on the lips, intertwining their tongues as his hips continued to move. This time with shorter, but more rapid thrusts.
The increased rhythm caused a repeated clapping sound to spread across the bedroom.
“That’s good... That’s very good!”
“Listen, Yin” he groaned “Do you think that you are a whore?”
“No…”
“That’s right. You’re not a whore, you’re my whore. You are mine, you belong to me completely!”
He felt Yin tighten around him as he claimed ownership of her. She was loving it. The tomboy wanted to be his property.
Two muscular bodies rubbed against one another, their sweat melding together as they mated like feral animals. One groaning like a beast in rut, the other moaning obediently. Both were cultivators who had trained their bodies, so such an exercise should be nothing to them, but the heat of the moment was intense.
Edrick was feeling his mighty rod begin to bulge in preparation to release a great flood. As per usual, he took full control and shifted position, picking up Yin, his arms wrapped underneath her thighs as he pressed the girl against his chest, squeezing her in between his body and arms.
He held her slightly above the bed as he knelt, his raging dragon continuously pounding at her pink cavern.
“Yin, would you like to be my maid?” he asked as their eyes met.
“I would love to!”
“That’s great, but there is better. I’ll make you my fifth wife” he replied. And just as he did, he placed a wife-crest upon Yin.
It manifested on the back of her right hand, formed out of a deep, dark purple circle, and within, a brown turtle shell was visible. Once again, the colours matched those of Edrick and the one upon which the crest was placed, following the colouration of their eyes.
In her current state, Yin would have agreed to be anything for Anoteros. She was overjoyed that she was worth enough in his eyes to be his wife... But soon enough, a strong sensation caught her attention.
As soon as the crest was in place, and her husband knew that he could go all-in without risks, he came.
Unleashing an incredible amount of fully empowered Cleansing Elixir, enhanced by the two earned abilities recently acquired from his first and fourth wives, Yin couldn’t help but grit her teeth as a wave of pleasure washed over her.
Her body had never felt so full of energy. Yin had never felt better. Edrick filling her up with his seed was something she had always expected to be grandiose, yet it surpassed her imagination.
Their lips and tongues met again as the position was maintained for several more minutes.
Edrick Lucien Anoteros was now the happy husband of five wives, a number that would certainly keep on increasing.
“I love you, Edrick…”