A Fox Spirit Between Her Thighs - Chapter 24

Li Yao reflects that if she had fallen in love with a human, her heart would not bear such heavy worries. However, Ning Yan is a fox, making it difficult to understand how to warm her heart.

Their lips and tongues entwine once more. Ning Yan draws Li Yao’s tongue into her mouth, swallowing her frustrations entirely.

Her response ignites Li Yao’s desire to possess her. Anger blends with passion, and her tongue boldly explores Ning Yan’s mouth, savoring the sweet saliva and teasing her delicate tongue, sparking flames of desire.

Ning Yan lets out a soft moan, “Mmm…” The fiery kiss causes her cherry lips to swell, yet she parts them slightly, welcoming Li Yao’s forceful intrusion.

Ning Yan guesses that Li Yao’s agitation stems from pent-up desire. She believes that releasing it will bring calm. With this thought, she holds Li Yao tightly and instantly transports them to a nearby mountain peak.

As Li Yao kisses her, she senses something unusual. Lifting her eyes, she sees they are now on a mountain, surrounded only by trees and rocks, with no one else in sight.

Ning Yan’s lips curve into a faint smile. She wraps her arms around Li Yao’s waist, brushing her soft lips lightly against Li Yao’s neck, grazing the fair skin and causing a shiver to ripple through her.

Li Yao’s sensitive reaction deepens the amusement in Ning Yan’s purple eyes. Her red lips move to Li Yao’s ear, her breath warm and delicate as she whispers, “Is this place suitable? If you don’t like it, we can move to another.”

Ning Yan’s natural charm is captivating; a single glance could melt anyone’s resolve, especially with such deliberate, alluring seduction. Li Yao’s heart softens, her earlier anger fading. She only wants to consume Ning Yan entirely.

Li Yao’s lips form a wicked smile as she replies, “You chose a perfect place.” She licks her lips, her slender hand slipping inside Ning Yan’s clothing to grasp a full mound, kneading it boldly.

The long-awaited touch sends a tremble through Ning Yan’s sensitive body. A soft, pleased sigh escapes her lips, “Mmm…”

Li Yao asks, “Do you like it?” Through the undergarment, her hand continues to squeeze the soft mound, causing the sensitive bud to harden beneath the fabric.

Ning Yan responds softly, “I like it…” Her body twists slightly, the sensation through the fabric making her brows furrow. She feels it is not quite enough.

Ning Yan reaches up to untie the strap at her neck, letting the cherry-red undergarment fall, revealing her pale, tender mounds.

Under the open sky, her boldness is striking. Li Yao narrows her eyes slightly.

Li Yao murmurs, “Yan’er, I truly love this side of you…” Her eyes darken with desire, fixed on the gently swaying, full mounds.

Ning Yan’s eyes gleam with allure as she urges, “Touch me…” She guides Li Yao’s hand to one of her smooth mounds.

Li Yao teases, “Like this?” Her hand squeezes and molds the soft flesh, shaping it into various forms with each movement.

The delicate bud protrudes between her fingers with each knead, drawing Li Yao’s gaze. Unable to resist, she lowers her head, her tongue lightly licking the tender, rosy bud.

Ning Yan gasps, “Mmm…” The warm, wet touch sends a tingling sensation through her, causing a slight tremble.

Li Yao asks again, “Do you like it?” Her tongue continues to tease, circling the delicate area around the bud and leaving it glistening with moisture.

Ning Yan murmurs, “Mmm… I like it…” She grasps her other mound, playfully teasing its tender bud.

Seeing Ning Yan touch herself, Li Yao’s eyes flare with heat. She takes the rosy bud into her mouth, sucking and teasing it firmly, occasionally grazing it with her teeth.

Her other hand joins Ning Yan’s, playing with the second mound together. Her fingers tug and rub the hardened bud, stroking it with her fingertips.

Ning Yan moans softly, “Mmm… ah…”

Under their combined touch, the pale mounds flush with a rosy hue, growing fuller and firmer. The tender bud deepens in color, glistening with moisture from Li Yao’s sucking.

Li Yao’s warm lips trail downward, kissing the smooth, pale skin along the way. Her hands remain on the soft mounds, kneading and teasing the buds, sending waves of pleasure through Ning Yan.

The slick fluids between Ning Yan’s thighs flow freely with Li Yao’s caresses, soaking her undergarments and spreading desire throughout her body.

Ning Yan sighs, “Mmm…” The rising itch makes her twist her body, pressing closer to Li Yao. Her pale skin blushes with desire, radiant like a blooming rose.

Li Yao removes all of Ning Yan’s clothing. Her lips continue downward, kissing the flat abdomen, leaving a trail of warm, wet marks with her tongue.

Ning Yan giggles, “That tickles…” As Li Yao’s tongue reaches her navel and licks gently, an unbearable itch prompts her to protest, trying to pull away.

Li Yao prevents her escape, her hands tugging both buds of the mounds at once, drawing a soft moan from Ning Yan.

A sharp cry follows, “Ah…” The tingling pleasure from her mounds halts her attempt to move away.

Li Yao’s tongue seizes the moment, dipping into the small navel, circling and licking slowly while her teeth graze the surrounding skin.

Ning Yan tilts her head back, letting out a sweet, enticing moan, her voice soft and alluring.

Li Yao asks with a sly smile, “Is this spot so sensitive too?” One hand leaves the mound, moving to the undergarments, finding the expected wetness.

Li Yao remarks, “You’re already so wet.” The abundant fluids are impossible to ignore. Her fingers press lightly against the soaked fabric, pushing it slightly into the delicate flower, outlining its enticing shape.

Ning Yan gasps, “Mmm…” The fabric’s pressure brings a mix of slight pain and tingling pleasure, stimulating the petals and deepening the itch within.

Li Yao’s nimble fingers do not relent, stroking the petals through the wet fabric, even teasing the hidden bud within the tender flesh.

Ning Yan moans, “Mmm… ah…” The teasing brings waves of tingling pleasure, causing more fluids to flow, soaking the undergarments until they seem ready to drip.

One hand toys with the delicate bud, pressing and kneading the wet flesh, while the other continues to play with the soft mound.

Ning Yan cries out, “Ah… ah…” The simultaneous teasing above and below draws frequent moans from her. Her mounds swell with tingling warmth, her flower contracts repeatedly, and the pressed bud hardens with desire.

Ning Yan’s eyes grow hazy as she touches Li Yao’s cheek, pleading softly, “Come inside me quickly.”