A Fox Spirit Between Her Thighs - Chapter 16

Li Yao knows Ning Yan’s true form is that of a fox. Throughout the night, she urges Ning Yan to transform into her fox form for their intimacy. Ning Yan steadfastly refuses, fully aware that such an act would overwhelm her delicate body.

Li Yao persists with her pleas, insisting that if Ning Yan will not transform, she must remain in the princess’s mansion. She cannot bear the thought of waking each day without seeing her.

Worn down by Li Yao’s relentless requests, Ning Yan finally agrees to stay in the mansion.

At the hour of the Rabbit, Su Ya enters the princess’s bedchamber as usual. As she nears the screen, she senses something unusual on the bed. Drawing closer, she notices an unfamiliar woman on the princess’s bed and lets out a sharp cry, “Ah!”

Li Yao awakens with a start, her eyes still heavy with sleep. Instinctively, she pulls the silk quilt over Ning Yan’s bare body to shield her.

With the sharp hearing of a fox demon, Ning Yan also stirs awake. Unbothered by the noise, she keeps her eyes closed and nestles her ears into Li Yao’s embrace, muffling the sound behind her.

This subtle gesture from Ning Yan melts Li Yao’s heart. Yan’er seems to be growing fond of me, she thinks warmly.

Li Yao raises her head slightly to face Su Ya. Her soft gaze hardens into a stern expression, and she lowers her voice to command, “Why are you shouting?”

Su Ya stammers, struggling to find words, “Princess… Princess…”

Li Yao speaks softly but with authority, “Wait outside the room. Do not enter unless I summon you.”

The woman on the bed faces away from Su Ya, concealing her features. From her figure, Su Ya discerns she is a woman. In her initial panic, Su Ya mistook her for an assassin, prompting her cry. Observing the princess’s demeanor, she now understands there is an intimate bond with this woman. As a mere maid, Su Ya knows it is not her place to question whom her master chooses to favor. Reassured there is no danger, she quietly retreats.

Li Yao settles back onto the bed, closing her eyes and drawing Ning Yan closer. She hopes to drift back to sleep, but after a moment, she finds herself wide awake.

The sweet fragrance of Ning Yan’s body fills her senses, stirring her heart with a restless longing.

Li Yao shifts downward, gazing at Ning Yan’s sleeping face. Seeing her first thing upon waking is truly a joy, she muses.

As if sensing the weight of her gaze, Ning Yan’s long, curled lashes quiver slightly. Her purple eyes open just a sliver, revealing a dreamy haze.

The sight of a beauty caught between sleep and waking is irresistibly captivating.

Li Yao’s phoenix-like eyes darken, and a gentle smile curves her full lips. She carefully turns Ning Yan onto her side, pressing her body close and positioning Ning Yan to face away on her stomach.

Still groggy from sleep, Ning Yan murmurs in confusion, “Mmm?” What is she planning? she wonders.

Li Yao voices her desire clearly, “I want it from behind.” She gently parts Ning Yan’s legs with her knee, settling her body between them. Her nimble fingers brush against the soft area, parting the delicate hairs to explore the tender petals.

With the lightest touch, a familiar tingling sensation spreads through Ning Yan’s thighs. She lets out a soft moan, “Mmm…”

In mere moments, her sensitive body responds, releasing slick fluids that coat Li Yao’s fingers. The teasing motion creates a soft, wet sound, enticing and intimate.

Li Yao presses against the small bud below, her lips trailing along Ning Yan’s snowy-white back. Her other hand reaches around to Ning Yan’s chest, kneading the soft bre@st with a touch of roughness and tugging at the sensitive tip, eliciting a delicate whimper from Ning Yan.

Li Yao’s lips move with soft, wet sounds, kissing and nibbling along Ning Yan’s slender waist, leaving her pale skin glistening with moisture.

Her fingers, slick with fluids, glide into the passage, feeling the tight embrace of the inner walls. They move in and out freely, exploring the tender space.

Ning Yan breathes softly, “Mmm… ah…” She arches her hips, welcoming the intrusion within her passage. The sweet fluids glisten on the tender petals under Li Yao’s touch, spreading a thin layer of moisture across her thighs and filling the quilt with a delicate fragrance.

Li Yao’s warm lips trail lower, gently licking the firm, rounded hips. Her tongue dips into the small crease, and her teeth graze lightly, leaving a faint ring of marks on the soft flesh.

A soft cry escapes Ning Yan, “Mmm…” The slight pain from behind causes her body to quiver, but it soon deepens into a richer ple@sure.

Li Yao asks gently, “Yan’er, do you like this?” Her fingers inside the passage curl slightly, teasing the moist walls.

The teasing from behind sends shivers through Ning Yan’s body, igniting her desire. She lifts her hips higher, allowing the fingers to enter fully, the flushed petals revealing her yearning.

Yet the teasing does little to soothe the restless ache in her core. Her abdomen tightens, and her passage instinctively grips the intruding fingers, but the sensation only heightens her longing.

Ning Yan’s delicate fingers clutch the bedding tightly. With a pout of dissatisfaction, she requests, “Please move a little…”