Aromatic Flesh

Chapter 112.1: Demon Sect Leader’s Holy Maiden Concubine (4)

The crimson silk curtains gently swayed as a subtle breeze crept in through the open, intricately designed windows. Underneath the curtains, a scene of enchanting spring-like beauty unfolded, accompanied by an unidentified yet melancholic fragrance that hung in the air, captivating anyone who breathed it in.

Intermittent water droplets formed a winding path, starting from the front hall, passing through the middle hall, and finally disappearing beneath the luxurious green and golden lotus flower carpet in the rear hall.

At the heart of the rear hall, encircled by richly carved lilac sandalwood, stood an exquisitely adorned bed, with numerous delicate, iris-coloured silk curtains cascading around it. Each curtain converged at the ceiling above the bed’s pillars, creating a multi-layered and intricate display of fabrics that swayed gracefully in the air.

The carpet below was strewn with haphazardly discarded clothing and expensive fabrics thrown aside carelessly, casting a soft and alluring sheen.

“E…En… E…En… A…Ah……”

Through a gap in the crimson silk curtains lifted by the gentle breeze at the corner of the bed, one can catch a glimpse of the entwined figures of two men and a woman.

The man’s tall frame loomed over the woman below him as he supported himself with one hand on the bed, while the other hand firmly gripped her slender waist. This pressed her shapely and perky buttocks tightly against his lower body. A swollen and intense purple-red beast surged vigorously between her legs, stirring the tender and glistening flesh surrounding her intimate area.

“It’s getting tighter and tighter… Such amazing suction… E…En…”

Jia Ling rhythmically moved his strong hips, driving his male organ in and out with full force. Each withdrawal produced a soft “pop” sound, and the tiny opening, initially concealed between her petals and imperceptible, expanded into a round hole the size of a quail’s egg. It released a generous amount of transparent, thick fluid as he pulled out, barely having time to naturally tighten before he thrust back in all the way.

“Be sure to lick my left hand man earnestly, hm?”

Jia Ling lowered his body with his back arched slightly, while his lips, resembling delicate cherry blossoms, gently parted as he breathed his words near the woman’s exquisite ear. Warm, moist breath brushed against her earlobe, sending shivers throughout her body involuntarily.

A slender, bony finger delicately swept aside the strands of dark hair veiling the woman’s face, revealing her flushed features, akin to someone caught in a light drizzle with glistening sweat on her forehead and temples. Her eyes, reminiscent of deep-sea black pearls, were partially closed, conveying a sense of gradual numbness. Meanwhile, a dark brown male organ, adorned with prominent veins, was inserted into her lilac lips, moving back and forth at a leisurely pace.

Gu MingYue struggled to take in the massive object in her mouth. She didn’t employ any techniques, allowing the shaft to churn in her oral cavity passively, sucking on it involuntarily. Meanwhile, she actively tried to swallow the saliva pooling in her mouth to avoid choking in her windpipe.

Whether willingly or unwillingly, it was no longer of significant consideration. The main responsibility of the woman the leader has brought back is to engage in intimacy when required.

She wasn’t the sect leader’s first such acquisition, and she would not be the last.

While this woman may be renowned as the most beautiful in the Martial Arts world, each and every one of the previous men was equally captivating and had their unique charms. In fact, if she does not make an effort to maintain the leader’s interest, her fate would not be any different from the women before her who fell out of favour with the leader.

The beautiful woman was used as a living sacrifice, and the fickle leader showed no compassion or regard for her.

However, what did it have to do with him?

On this fateful day, he was unexpectedly drawn into the debauchery between the sect leader and his saintly maiden. Obediently following orders, all he needed to do was savour that carnal feast.

Moving into place and nudging into the lewd union before him, Jia Ning extended his tongue to continue licking. The leader’s breathing grew heavier, and the woman beneath him quivered slightly. His hot tongue moved back and forth within the intimate folds, exploring the point of desire, pressing, flicking, and tantalizing her sensitive spot. Unexplainable pleasure surged from different parts of her body, slowly gathering at her delicate climax, longing for release.

“It seems like my subordinate is doing a great job pleasuring you down there. Your little pussy is clenching and relaxing unendingly, gripping me so tightly… You’re trembling so intensely. It seems like you’re quite enjoying the licking, hm?” Jia Ling’s messy hair hung loosely behind his head, swaying slightly with his movements. Sweat dripped down his chest and back, forming large beads that either rolled down his smooth skin or fell onto Gu Mingyue’s back, like scattered raindrops.

That was a quick threesome, but I feel like it is purely to humiliate “QingHui” as I can’t see why the ML would share his woman…

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