A Fox Spirit Between Her Thighs - Chapter 33

As a mortal, Liu Chengzhen depletes his spiritual energy, which now provides only a fraction of what the fox demon once required, yet this modest contribution suffices to sustain Ning Yan’s demon core in its normal rhythm. Through her own cultivation, she restores what remains, ensuring her strength endures.

True to her solemn promise, Li Yao commits to building a temple for him, and without delay, she directs workers to begin construction in Linjiang City the following day, her resolve as steadfast as her word.

With unwavering devotion, Li Yao channels her cunning and vast resources into protecting Ning Yan, sparing no expense for her beloved. Whether it means relinquishing her own power or sacrificing her physical form, she would shield Ning Yan’s soul, guarding even the faintest wisp of her essence to keep her safe.

Li Yao reserves all her tenderness for Ning Yan, pouring every ounce of her softness into their bond. Though Ning Yan remains unfamiliar with the intricacies of love, her heart, captivated by Li Yao’s devotion, finds no room for another, bound tightly to her beloved.

Having come to understand the depths of human love, the fox grows increasingly inseparable from Li Yao, yearning to remain by her side at every moment, a longing that aligns perfectly with Li Yao’s deepest desires.

As the carriage rolls into the town along a wide, smooth road, armored riders clear the path ahead, while servants follow closely, safeguarding the princess’s ornate carriage at the heart of the procession. Laden with five hundred carts of grain on the outward journey, the convoy now travels lighter on its return, unburdened by the weight of its earlier load.

Spacious enough to hold over a dozen people, the carriage could accommodate tables, chairs, and screens, yet Li Yao prefers simplicity, requesting only soft furs to line its interior. Positioned at the front, Su Ya remains ready to serve, though the alluring sounds drifting from within flush her cheeks with embarrassment, her ears burning at the intimate whispers.

Gently lifting Ning Yan’s undergarment, Li Yao holds a grape between her lips, tracing it slowly across the smooth expanse of Ning Yan’s flat abdomen, where the cool touch of the spring-water-chilled fruit mingles with the warm, moist caress of her tongue. The gentle licking, combined with the rolling grape, sparks a tingling, ticklish sensation that dances across Ning Yan’s skin.

While one hand grips a full mound through the fabric, her tongue guides the grape to the delicate dip of Ning Yan’s navel, and her other hand glides along Ning Yan’s thigh, savoring the silky texture of her flawless skin, healed of all wounds by her own magic to reveal a radiant, unblemished surface.

Unable to endure the teasing sensation, Ning Yan giggles softly, “That tickles…” Wrapping her bent legs around Li Yao’s waist, she presses a hand gently against the head moving at her abdomen, her laughter mingling with desire.

Rising slightly with the grape still held between her lips, Li Yao’s dark eyes shimmer with longing, the small purple fruit framed by her cherry lips and white teeth, while her partially open robe reveals a tantalizing glimpse of her allure.

Mesmerized by the sight, Ning Yan leans forward, her red lips meeting Li Yao’s in a tender kiss, her teeth gently nibbling, savoring the sweetness of both the fruit and Li Yao’s lips in a delicate dance of affection.

With her phoenix-like eyes narrowing slightly, Li Yao deepens the kiss, soft yet stirring, pushing the grape into Ning Yan’s mouth with her tongue before claiming her lips fully, eagerly sucking and licking the lush, full petals with unrestrained passion.

Holding the grape in her mouth without breaking it, Ning Yan lets her delicate tongue entwine playfully with Li Yao’s, her body pressing closer, brushing lightly against her to tease her desire further, each movement a subtle invitation.

Drawing a deep breath, Li Yao’s voice emerges low and husky as she murmurs, “Do you want it?” Her words carry the weight of their shared longing, hanging in the air between them.

A playful smile glints in Ning Yan’s purple eyes as her pale hand softly strokes Li Yao’s chest through her undergarment, her red lips drawing near to brush her tongue lightly against Li Yao’s soft lips, each touch a spark of temptation.

Enveloped by Ning Yan’s sweet fragrance, Li Yao lets out a low moan, succumbing to the intoxicating allure of her teasing, her senses overwhelmed by the closeness.

Framed by long lashes, Ning Yan’s luminous eyes sparkle with mischief as she counters with a teasing smile, “Am I more fun, or is the grape?” Her words, light and provocative, dance between them.

Shattering Li Yao’s restraint, Ning Yan’s playful taunt prompts her to encircle Ning Yan’s slender waist, pulling her into a fierce, consuming kiss. Her tongue boldly captures Ning Yan’s, sucking and licking her lips with a near-wild intensity that speaks of her longing.

Ning Yan releases a soft moan, “Mmm…” The fierce kiss steals her breath, and the grape, caught in the forceful exchange, shifts to the side of her mouth, where her teeth instinctively bite down, releasing sweet juice that bursts across her tongue.

Passionately, Li Yao licks and nibbles Ning Yan’s sweet mouth, eagerly drawing in the mingled flavors of fruit juice and saliva, though the grape’s pulp occasionally disrupts the moment. With a deft flick of her tongue, she pushes it out and swallows it casually, her focus unbroken.

Twisting the bud with her fingers, Li Yao kneads the soft mound vigorously, her tongue licking away the sweet juice spilling from Ning Yan’s lips as she murmurs, “You’re more fun,” her voice thick with desire.

The fabric hinders the touch against Ning Yan’s skin, prompting her to press closer, rubbing restlessly as she breathes lightly, “Help me take it off,” her words a soft plea laced with urgency.

This enchanting demon never fails to set Li Yao’s heart trembling with desire, each gesture pulling her deeper into longing.

With deft fingers, Li Yao unties the strap at Ning Yan’s neck, eagerly pulling away the undergarment to reveal the full mounds before her heated gaze, their rosy buds resembling newly ripened fruit, vibrant and irresistibly alluring.

Gliding her hands to the mounds, Li Yao kneads the full flesh freely, her fingers lightly tugging the buds, which harden instantly under her touch. “Yan’er, you’re so beautiful…” she whispers, her voice soft with awe.

A tingling pleasure draws a delicate moan from Ning Yan, “Ah… mmm…” Her cheeks flush deeply, and her misty eyes radiate an intoxicating charm that captivates the moment.

Stirred by Ning Yan’s moan, Li Yao lowers her head, taking a mound into her mouth, sucking firmly on the soft flesh while her tongue teases the bud, her phoenix-like eyes locked on Ning Yan’s face, drinking in her reactions.

Meeting her gaze, Ning Yan’s purple eyes shimmer as her arms wrap around Li Yao’s back, her red lips curving into an enchanting smile. “Do you want me?” she asks, her voice a soft, inviting whisper.

Ning Yan’s alluring demeanor pushes Li Yao to the edge of madness, her desire overwhelming.

Biting the bud firmly, Li Yao sucks hard, eliciting a muffled moan from Ning Yan. Releasing it, she licks it lightly with a wicked smile, her voice low and resolute. “I’ll show you how much I want you,” she promises, her words a vow of passion.