"Did you touch them?" Lixue choked out, her voice trembling. The image of Shen Yu's hands on the Matriarch's massive chest was burning a hole in her mind, a torture of her own making. "Did you hold those... massive things?"
"No, I didn't. I was there to give her a cure, not to ravage her immediately," Shen Yu said smoothly, "Directly touching her chest at the start would have been... premature."
He took Lixue's trembling hands and led her to the edge of his bed. The moonlight cast long shadows across the room, highlighting the flushed, desperate look on her face.
"Instead," Shen Yu whispered, guiding her down, "I told her to lay on her stomach. Just like this."
Lixue obeyed instantly. She climbed onto the bed and lay flat on her stomach, burying her face in his pillow, the scent of him filling her senses. She pressed her chest into the mattress, her back arching slightly, waiting.
"When she lay down," Shen Yu murmured, climbing onto the bed and straddling her hips, his weight settling comfortably over her thighs, "I could see them."
He leaned forward, his hands hovering just above Lixue's back.
"They were squeezed against the mattress," he described, his voice low and heavy. "Because they were so large, they didn't just flatten; they spread out. I could see the soft, white flesh spilling out from the sides of her body, pressed tight against the silk sheets. Every time she breathed, they would heave against the bed."
Lixue squeezed her eyes shut, a whimper escaping her throat. She could picture it too vividly, the mature, voluptuous body of the Matriarch, prone and vulnerable under Shen Yu's gaze.
"I wanted to reach out," Shen Yu whispered, leaning down so his lips brushed the shell of Lixue's ear. "I wanted to grab that spilling flesh and squeeze it until she cried out. But I controlled myself."
He sat back up and reached for the jade vial on the bedside table. Pop. The cork came off, and the rich, herbal scent of the Crimson Nectar filled the room again.
"Then," Shen Yu said, pouring the warm, golden oil into his palms, "I applied the oil."
Shlick.
His slick hands landed firmly on Lixue's shoulder blades. She gasped, her body jerking at the contact.
"I started at the neck," Shen Yu narrated, digging his thumbs into her muscles. "Her skin was burning hot, feverish. But yours... yours is cool like jade."
He began to slide his hands down her spine, the oil making the movement fluid and sensual.
"I worked the oil into her back, kneading the tension away. Lower and lower."
His hands reached the small of Lixue's back. He pressed his palms into the dimples above her hips, circling his thumbs.
"She was moaning, Lixue," Shen Yu lied, adding flavor to the story to break her composure. "Every time I pressed down, she made these soft, needy sounds into the pillow. She liked it."
"D-Did she?" Lixue stammered into the pillow, her hips writhing involuntarily under him.
"She loved it," Shen Yu confirmed.
He slid his hands lower, tracing the taut, athletic curve of Lixue's rear. He gripped the firm, heart-shaped flesh, his long fingers sinking into her muscles and squeezing hard. The warm amber oil made her pale skin impossibly slick, allowing his hands to glide with frictionless, agonizing precision.
"Then," Shen Yu murmured, his voice dropping to a dangerous, vibrating whisper that sent shivers down her spine, "I reached the final blockage."
He spread his hands wide, completely covering her plush cheeks, kneading the tension deeply.
"With the Matriarch," Shen Yu continued, ruthlessly twisting the knife of her jealousy, "the very moment I touched her here... the second I pressed into those acupoints..."
He paused, letting the heavy silence stretch for maximum psychological impact.
"She broke. She couldn't hold it back. A massive flood of boiling Yin Qi erupted from her, soaking the silk sheets, soaking my hands. She climaxed violently, just from my fingers massaging her flesh."
Lixue let out a raw, broken sob of pure jealousy. Her athletic body trembled violently beneath him, her hips writhing in frustration and need. "She... she came? Just from your hands?"
"Yes," Shen Yu growled, his golden eyes flashing in the dark. "She has no resistance. She is weak to my touch. But you..."
He abruptly shifted his weight. Grabbing Lixue's hips, he pulled her backward, lifting her slightly off the mattress to align her perfectly with his body.
"You are my wife."
Shen Yu discarded the foreplay. He positioned himself directly at her entrance, the blunt, burning head of his hardened length brushing agonizingly against her swollen, weeping folds.
"I don't need to massage you to make you flood, do I, Lixue?"
"No!" Lixue cried out, all her pride as the Ice Fairy melting away. She pushed her hips back desperately, seeking the friction, demanding to be claimed. "Use me! Take it! Overwrite her!"
"Good girl."
With a single, devastatingly powerful thrust, Shen Yu drove himself into her, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth, unforgiving motion.
"AHHH!"
Lixue screamed, her head thrown back against the pillows, her fingers clawing frantically into the silk sheets. The overwhelming combination of her blinding jealousy, the hypersensitivity induced by the Crimson Nectar, and the sudden, stretching fullness of his invasion was simply too much to bear.
Unlike the Matriarch, whose body had forcefully expelled its energy, Lixue's body became a possessive vice. Her inner walls clamped down on him instantly, spasming violently around his length.
"Yu'er!" she shrieked, her voice cracking.
She shattered, climaxing the very second he bottomed out inside her.
Her entire body bowed rigidly off the mattress, shaking uncontrollably as wave after crushing wave of pleasure crashed through her nervous system. She didn't just passively release Qi; she weaponized it.
Her obsessive love, her burning jealousy, her absolute devotion—it all materialized as a terrifyingly pure Yin essence. It poured out of her core, her walls tightening rhythmically, desperately trying to milk him dry and brand him as hers alone.
Shen Yu threw his head back and groaned, the sensation of her incredibly tight, claiming heat nearly pushing his iron willpower over the edge.
Gritting his teeth, his jaw locked in intense concentration, he gripped her hips like a vise. He rode out the violent storm of her orgasm as the Primordial Yin-Yang Scripture roared to life in his soul, hungrily devouring the torrent of pure, devoted Yin essence she was practically forcing straight into his fractured meridians.
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A/N:
Hey everyone, just dropping a quick update.
I know the chapter releases have been a bit all over the place lately. I had some unexpected stuff come up at home that needed my attention, so I haven't been able to keep up with the daily uploads. My bad on that, and I really appreciate those of you who have been patient and stuck around while I sorted things out.
The good news is that things are finally back to normal on my end. Starting tomorrow, we are officially getting back to the regular schedule: two chapters a day.
Thanks for all the continued support and for reading!