Under the warm sun, Shella and the other girls finished getting ready and came down to the living room. Lunch was ready, and everyone was in place, but besides those who had cultivated with Ethan last night, some were still missing.
Maria looked around and asked curiously, "Where's Ethan-ge? Is he researching that contact magic with Liara-san again?"
Just then, Liara appeared around the corner of the stairs and said innocently, "It's not me today~"
"Ethan is helping Xuelan and Isabella with their 'treatment,'" Rias explained simply. "Ravel broke through yesterday and immediately brought up the healing."
"I see..." The succubus lolly tapped her chin and her eyes lit up. "No wonder Ravel-chan is missing too. Ethan-ge must be in her room with the three of them."
With that, she started skipping toward the stairs.
"Maria, where do you think you're going?" Shella asked in an unfriendly tone.
"Well... obviously to find the only food that can truly satisfy a succubus."
Shella grabbed Maria by the top of her head, her slender fingers squeezing tight. "Get back here! Have you even finished digesting what you got last night?"
"Ow, ow, ow! Mother, let go!" Maria pleaded. "It hurts... I won't go, okay..."
"Eat your food," Shella snapped, forcing the succubus lolly into her seat. "Chasing pleasure without digesting the life essence and energy will only stall your progress."
"Yes... Mother..."
While Maria was crying in pain, Xuelan was also crying out upstairs, though for slightly different reasons. A few minutes ago, under Ethan's diligent "work," the cute martial arts girl finally reached her limit of itching and started begging for mercy.
"Master, stop licking, it's too embarrassing..."
Despite saying it was embarrassing, the adorable beauty kept swaying her butt backward, making it easier for Ethan to lick her pink "abalone." Ethan patiently used his tongue to probe her flower valley, drawing out more nectar. The sensation was too ecstatic; soon, Xuelan began to twist her body with gasps.
"Master... I want it..." Xuelan looked back at Ethan's face with lustful, misty eyes, speaking softly.
Kissing her sweaty white forehead, Ethan gave her moist garden one last long lick before looking up. "Xuelan, get ready. Master is coming in."
Hearing Ethan's words, Xuelan gave a soft response. Ethan knelt between her legs, one hand holding her white ankle and the other gripping his rock-hard dragon. He rubbed it against her red, juice-covered petals a few times before slowly probing into the wet peach blossom cave.
"Ah... it hurts..."
When the dragon gently pushed into her narrow garden, the sharp pain made her cry out. Her cry made Ethan stop. Looking at her pained expression, he felt a wave of pity. He leaned over her body, pressing his face against her pale cheek, and licked her red lips while his hands reached underneath to massage her breasts to distract her.
The waves of pleasure, the adequate preparation, and the help of the Dual Cultivation meant that, like Isabella, Xuelan's pain faded in less than a minute. Feeling Ethan's gentleness, the Chinese girl felt even happier. She opened her eyes and looked at Ethan's profile. "Master... I'm okay... you can continue..."
Ethan didn't rush to finish the cultivation. He used his hands to caress her soft, white body, then used his tongue to lick her earlobe, her collarbone, and her neck. Xuelan's moans became more and more erotic, echoing through the bedroom.
"Master... Master Ethan..."
Xuelan's unique moans added fuel to Ethan's internal fire. He suppressed his violent urges, continuing to lick her breasts and stroke her thighs. He tasted every inch of her body until she completely forgot the pain. The girl had her eyes closed, her mouth open, breathing heavily in satisfaction.
Feeling her garden become soft and drenched in fluids, Ethan knew it was time to enjoy his "lunch." He smiled and let go of her breasts, straightening up. Holding her slender waist, he slowly pushed his member inch by inch into the wet garden. Xuelan's face scrunched up, her brow furrowed, and her hands gripped the bedsheets to bear the impact of the cultivation.
Soon, Ethan hit an obstacle deep inside. As a veteran, he knew exactly what it was. Pressing the hot head against the barrier, Ethan whispered into her ear, "Xuelan, don't be afraid. The final moment is here..."
She felt the symbol of her purity being pressed and knew the moment had come. "Mm..." Xuelan lowered her head and whispered, "Master, take me..."
With that, she arched her hips high, hoping the entry would be smooth. Ethan kissed her shoulder and then thrust his hips forward. The burning hardness pierced through the membrane like a sword through paper, burying itself completely inside her.
A beautiful, warbling cry of pain and satisfaction escaped her mouth. Her tender cave, being entered for the first time, was incredibly tight, clamping down on Ethan's member. He felt as if he were being sucked by a warm, soft mouth. The pleasure was so intense he felt he might transcend.
When he was fully seated, Xuelan let out a long, comfortable moan. Her pained expression turned into one of bliss. Amidst her uncontrolled moans, the Dual Cultivation officially began.
Ethan kept his member at about twenty centimeters long and two fingers thick as he explored her narrow garden. He pressed his body against hers, one hand kneading her heavy breasts while the other stroked her smooth legs. Xuelan was blushing, kneeling on the bed as she let Ethan help her cultivate.
In the empty room, her erotic moans reached the other two girls. Isabella, lying tiredly on the bed, felt her face flush again hearing her friend's voice. Her hands unconsciously went to her own chest to massage herself.
And Ravel, the golden-haired heiress who hadn't had her turn yet, was regretting her decision to go last. Being watched was embarrassing, but it was better than this agonizing wait. Plus, there was no guarantee Xuelan and Isabella wouldn't be conscious and watching when it was finally her turn. In fact, thanks to the Dual Cultivation, a girl could recover most of her energy within ten or fifteen minutes unless she was completely broken. Isabella was already getting excited again, secretly comforting herself.
Ethan didn't have time to worry about Ravel and Isabella. He was obsessed with the girl beneath him who smelled of home. He wanted to conquer her completely and make her his personal maid forever. The doggy-style position was convenient, but he felt a bit disconnected without seeing her face. For his new personal maid, he switched to a traditional position to be more considerate of her first time.
When they switched to a standard position, Xuelan's face turned even redder. Seeing her trying to maintain her dignity while enduring the pleasure, Ethan let out a mischievous grin. He lifted her jade-like feet onto his shoulders and began to sway his hips...
He watched her expressions, searching for her sensitive spots. Because the position was so shameful, Xuelan didn't dare open her eyes. Occasionally she'd peek at the junction, seeing the purple-red dragon moving in and out of her pink valley, splashing fluids with every thrust. Under his assault, the Chinese martial artist's charms fully blossomed. The waves of pleasure made Xuelan incredibly happy. Under Ethan's skillful stimulation, she finally dropped her reserved act and began to actively chase the ecstasy. Her white hands went to her own chest, kneading her breasts as erotic moans spilled from her throat.