[To Become a River of Stars] Dong Xiange - Chapter 103

“I am bullying you.”

“So what?”

His pupils were so close, the faint light swirling within them, the breath escaping his thin lips—enough to captivate anyone’s soul.

Shiliu was swept up in the storm in his eyes, unable to utter a single word. Only glistening droplets continuously fell from her hair, plop, dripping onto the mist-shrouded water surface, splashing tiny ripples.

Li Xuanci gazed at the Shiliu before him. Moonlight gilded her skin, fair as jade. Her round, grape-like eyes held only his reflection—innocent, unaware of the world, focused solely on him.

A defenseless young woman, more than anything else, could stir the inherent malevolence in his bones.

He leaned closer, his cascading black hair dampened by the steam, tangling around Shiliu’s body as he moved.

Shiliu’s underrobe was completely disheveled, hanging loosely as if half-resisting, half-yielding, revealing her delicate collarbones. Where the fabric met her smooth, jade-like shoulders, it disappeared into the nearly transparent collar, half-hidden, half-revealed.

Dark strands of hair snaked over her partially exposed body, the porcelain white and intense black intertwining, outlining her delicate figure, only stirring more heart-pounding desire.

Li Xuanci narrowed his eyes, lowered his head, and accurately, greedily captured her full lower lip. Their breaths collided violently, an ambiguous sensation teasing a tingling numbness across their exposed skin.

Shiliu was trapped by him, played with relentlessly. His tongue slipped in, teasing her shy tongue tip, tangling together, saliva mingling, their panting breaths escaping from their interlocked lips and teeth.

He even deliberately curled his tongue, blatantly licking over her hidden pearly teeth, leaving a scorching sensation.

Shiliu, dizzy from the soaking, her breath stolen, felt even more intoxicated, as if she’d aged wine lees. Her bones softened, grew lighter, as if about to be buoyed up by the gurgling hot spring.

Finding pleasure in this weightless intoxication, she grew dissatisfied with his teasing bestowal. Taking advantage of Li Xuanci releasing her wrist, she raised an arm, splashing fine water droplets, hooked it over his shoulder, and actively kissed him back.

In the quiet night under the moonlight, only the curling white mist remained, enveloping the two immersed in burning passion, concealing all secrets. Only the murmuring, flowing hot spring witnessed their entwined figures.

Their breathing grew increasingly rapid, heat rushing to their heads, making thought impossible. Both abandoned restraint and reason, greedily drawing air from each other’s mouths.

A stray lock of his loosened black hair even drifted into their kiss, but they had no time to brush it away. They let the fine strands be moistened by their saliva, tangling their tongues, twisting into a knot, scraping over the most sensitive tips of their tongues, leaving an extremely subtle yet tantalizing aftertaste.

A bare, firm arm confined Shiliu’s soft, vulnerable body, blatantly caressing every inch of her skin, ruffling the already disheveled underrobe.

Like splitting a freshly picked lotus root, under his intentionally rubbing fingertips, Shiliu’s tender body was finally stripped from the underrobe, glowing with a jade-like sheen under the moonlight. Water droplets rolled down her slender neck, collected in the hollow of her collarbones, and finally slipped between the magnolia-petal-like white bre*sts.

The white underrobe floated on the water’s surface. On the milky spring water, a bright red hair tie drifted. A hand reached over, casually looping that red string around its wrist, flicking up a trail of water droplets.

The next moment, the string was tied around Shiliu’s wrist. The blood-like vivid red constricted her slender, pale wrist, creating a scene of extreme contrast and beauty.

Only then did Shiliu finally come to her senses, her ears red as she struggled, “What mischief are you up to now?”

Li Xuanci paid no heed, simply hanging the red string on a protrusion of a giant rock by the pool.

His hand slid down, following the curve of her spine, stopping at the swell below her waist, finding that ambiguous hollow, and his fingertip pressed down hard. Sure enough, he heard Shiliu’s soft, oriole-like cry.

Satisfied, he relaxed his pressure, using his fingertips on her tender butt*cks, following the rounded curve, rubbing her skin. He leaned close to Shiliu’s burning ear and said in a low voice laced with danger, “Be good, and you’ll suffer less.”

Then he bit her ear cartilage sharply, “But if you disobey, I’ll be even happier.”

Shiliu widened her eyes, looking into his desire-filled, possessive gaze, finally belatedly sensing the danger.

The slender, tough red string, one end tied around her wrist, the other held in Li Xuanci’s hand. Shiliu’s bewildered, surprised eyes somehow pleased this king of hell. The corner of his eyes curved into a beautiful arc, but his hands showed no mercy. With a tug, he half-hoisted Shiliu’s wrist.

This way, due to the pull on her hand, Shiliu was forced to expose her bre*sts.

Underwater, Li Xuanci’s hand supported the root of her thigh, lifting her out of the water in one motion. Water cascaded down. This tender, pure white body was thus utterly exposed under the moonlight, without any concealment.

His gaze deepened, darker than the night fog, as he examined this body, still flushed pink after its fresh bath. His arms slid between Shiliu’s thighs, and with force, he compelled her to shamefully spread her legs, revealing the smooth, plump mound.

Li Xuanci’s eyes grew even darker, deeper than the night mist. His calloused finger cruelly probed into the tender space between her thighs. His thumb pressed against the soft, swelling outer lips, and with a gentle part, it was like peeling open a hidden lotus heart, revealing the moist, pink flesh within.

Shiliu couldn’t bear such a lewd and wanton position any longer. She twisted and struggled even more fiercely, her curses growing sharper.

“I’m not a child!”

“You… you’re too shameless!”

There was another thought Shiliu couldn’t voice: She was an adult now, how could she be held like a toddler being helped to pee, her upper body hoisted while her lower body was forcibly spread open like this?

Li Xuanci didn’t respond. Instead, the hand holding the red string tightened it, and he raised his other hand, delivering a sharp slap to Shiliu’s exposed pale butt*cks.

This was truly torment. Shiliu’s wrist was pulled taut, forcing her upper body upright, her soft, white bre*sts tremblingly presented to him. Her lower body, caught completely off guard, was struck—it didn’t exactly hurt, but a strange numbness and itch spread from her butt*cks.

It felt incredibly weird, unbearably so.

A wave of frustrated agitation rose in Shiliu, unclear whether it was anger at his cruelty or an attempt to mask the indescribable sensation creeping up from her tailbone.

But before she could vent her fury, an extremely hard penis pressed against her tender opening.

The moment it touched, a slick, viscous fluid seeped from the drenched slit, ambiguously stretching into fine strands against the engorged head of the penis. The strands tangled together, making the member so slippery it could barely gain purchase against her mound, rubbing harshly over the rosy, inner folds.

Shiliu instantly bit her lower lip, trying to stifle the uncontrollable panting. Her pearly teeth pressed until her lips lost their color, but soft, nasal whimpers still escaped.

Li Xuanci, however, curved his lips and leaned close to her ear.

“I told you, if you disobey, I’ll be even happier.”

Looking into his eyes, Shiliu finally understood the deeper meaning behind those words.

Her disobedience gave Li Xuanci the perfect excuse to freely administer his “punishment” upon her body.

The next moment, the red string tightened again, forcing Shiliu’s body to be suspended. Her thighs instinctively clenched, wrapping tightly around the thick, rigid p*nis as if in supplication.

The soft, plump flesh of her thighs rubbed against the bulging veins on his shaft. The prominent ridge scraped mercilessly over her sensitive slit, even causing the flushed, tender inner flesh to peek out.

Shiliu could no longer suppress her moans, panting while cursing Li Xuanci.

“Bastard… mmm…”

The more she cursed, the more frequently Li Xuanci tightened and loosened the hair tie in his hand. Shiliu’s body was thus repeatedly raised and lowered, suspended and dropped.

That pitiful little opening became an ecstatic channel sheathing his member. The swollen, reddened head occasionally emerged from between her pale, tender thighs, only to retreat with each thrust until only a tiny, dripping hole remained, while the rest of the shaft was tightly enveloped by her thigh flesh, kneaded and twisted in utterly soul-stirring pleasure.

Li Xuanci’s jaw tightened as he wantonly rubbed and ground within Shiliu’s thoroughly soaked thighs, thrusting with such force that his sac slapped loudly against her pale butt*cks, leaving red marks.

Shiliu finally couldn’t take it anymore and gasped out words of surrender.

“Stop… stop it… I was wrong… mmm… It’s my fault… Ah!”

On the last word, Li Xuanci’s p*nis parted her slick, dripping entrance and plunged deep inside.