[To Become a River of Stars] Dong Xiange - Chapter 104

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

“Don’t… don’t do that anymore… I was wrong… mmm… It was my fault… Ah!”

On the last word, Li Xuanci’s member parted her drenched entrance, plunging deep inside.

It was like cleaving into moist, warm, soft shellfish meat. The plump, soft lips enveloped the thick, rigid shaft. The deep pink, delicate folds within rubbed against the bulging veins of his manhood. With every inch he advanced, the throbbing vessels along his root scraped against the quivering, tender flesh.

So savage and rough, it almost made her scream. Pleasure surged from her spine to the back of her head, sharp as a blade piercing her skin.

Even the misty steam became an accomplice. The heat seeped into every pore, making her head spin, with no way to vent the overload of stimulation coursing through her body.

Shiliu was speechless, even forgetting how to breathe. She could only helplessly part her lips, inhaling more of the damp, misty air.

Her entire body felt weightless, as if about to float and sway upwards with the rising heat. Only the slick, wet sheath remained, greedily lapping at Li Xuanci’s body, pinned in place by his warm, solid length.

Li Xuanci wasn’t faring much better. That incredibly hot, tight channel sucked and milked him in a thousand ways. Waves of tender flesh surged around him, squeezing and grinding against every ridge and bulge of his shaft. His member, soaked in the watery depths, swelled unbearably. Each greedy clench was suffocating, a numbing sensation crawling over his scalp.

His lean waist flexed powerfully. The ruddy, thick shaft forced its way completely through the slick, plump mound. The throbbing veins scraped harshly, stretching the narrow slit wide open. The pink entrance was fed until full and swollen, glistening rivulets of her fluids continuously slicking his length.

How long had it been?

How long since he’d last thrust so satisfyingly into this drenched, feverish heat?

Li Xuanci’s jawline tightened. Through the disheveled strands of his black hair, one could just glimpse the young man’s prominent Adam’s apple bobbing slightly.

Freed from its bindings, his dark hair cascaded down, the ends lightly skimming the water’s surface, brushing over the small of her back.

He opened his eyes, looking down at Shiliu, impaled upon him.

Her face still held a trace of bewildered innocence, yet it was now mingled with a hint of naive, candid desire, hidden in her bitten lower lip, her intoxicated gaze, and her flushed, ripe earlobes.

That strange, overwhelming urge to destroy swept over him again.

Pound into her ruthlessly, make her scream, make her come until she can’t stand, f*ck her until she’s utterly spent, soft and dripping, until she can only cling to his c*ck, pleading for more.

Then see if she can maintain that innocent and frank stupidity.

Li Xuanci deliberately tugged the red cord in his hand. Shiliu, lost in passion, was forced to arch her chest forward. The small, soft, white mounds, their tips still trembling, awaited the torment to come.

He flicked his tongue out, slowly, deliberately, with unbearably light, shallow licks against the cherry-pink peaks. Such a superficial tease was enough to make Shiliu moan throatily, her lower passage clenching rhythmically around his shaft.

Her reaction drew a soft chuckle from Li Xuanci. His breath ghosted over the exquisitely sensitive tips, making even Shiliu’s slender back begin to tremble.

Her wrists were bound, her legs pinned by his arms. The surging desire, with no other outlet, grew increasingly unbearable, pouring forth from the only available opening. The soft flesh of her inner thighs unconsciously rubbed against his hips and butt*cks, grinding and pressing.

Her entrance seemed to develop a will of its own, mouthing his fierce member, sucking on each prominent vein.

Even though she was so blatantly begging for it, all she received in return were Li Xuanci’s gentle, shallow teases on her bre*sts and the slow, deliberate thrusts of the flesh buried deep within her.

Finally, under such torment, Shiliu understood. He was doing it on purpose.

The frustration spreading from her core tormented her, making every bone restless, until grievance finally welled up.

But this grievance, Shiliu refused to keep bottled up. Her hands were tied, so she put effort into kicking him, shouting, “I’m the one who hasn’t eaten, not you!”

She’d slept all day, so it was normal that she hadn’t eaten. He was clearly full, yet he was being so stingy with his effort. How utterly detestable.

So infuriating!

But perhaps because she hadn’t eaten, what should have been an accusation came out incredibly soft, boneless, even somewhat coquettish.

Li Xuanci didn’t answer, only buried his face in her shoulder without speaking, his breath turbid and hot, and he let out a low laugh.

How could she be so amusing? All living beings are foolish, but why is it that only her stupidity is so entertaining?

Before Shiliu could lose her temper, the next moment, the member embedded within her began to thrust fiercely.

Once the bow was drawn, this ferocious weapon left no room for quarter, tearing through the tightly constricting tender flesh, inch by inch, relentlessly plunging deeper.

Until it reached the very depths.

Shiliu was finally filled, yet her entrance trembled uncontrollably, fluids flowing profusely, dripping wetly onto her sensitive perineum.

Li Xuanci gave her no chance to catch her breath. After thrusting to the hilt, he used the engorged, thick head to press against the innermost tender flesh, and immediately began to move.

Their intimate parts were glued together, skin against skin, bodily fluids mingling into one, almost forming strands. With the slightest movement, sticky threads were pulled from the utterly soaked junction of her thighs.

The rough member was soaked. When withdrawn, even the veins coiling around it were licked shiny by the watery passage. It threateningly retreated, then, with force from his waist, plunged back in entirely until the root collided with the soft, fleshy entrance.

He thrust with such ferocity that the small passage was forced completely open. Even her peach-like buttocks trembled violently in his palm. Her eyes grew intoxicated, like wind ruffling the white spring, shimmering with ripples, the allure within growing increasingly intense.

“Deep… too deep… Mmm…”

Sweet, soft moans mixed with panting escaped Shiliu’s throat. Lost in the onslaught of passion, her ankles unconsciously rubbed against the small of Li Xuanci’s back, her soft thigh flesh grinding against the muscles of his back, like smooth ointment rolling over his body.

Such dual coquetry undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Li Xuanci bent down and bit the ni*ple that swayed gently with each thrust, his warm tongue ironing over the bre*st flesh inch by inch. Then, with his teeth, he pinched that red, swollen, pitiful tip, answering her somewhat vaguely from between his lips.

“It’s your passage that’s too shallow.”

His breath, carrying his words, scattered haphazardly over her breast flesh, his tongue deliberately or inadvertently flicking over the nipple.

“Once it’s f*cked open, it’ll be able to hold it all.”

Such explicit words, spoken from Li Xuanci’s noble lips.

His eyes no longer held much restraint; instead, a deep storm had risen, churning waves of desire within his gaze, growing increasingly unbridled.

As he bent down to bite her tender bre*st, Li Xuanci’s body arched slightly, forming a bow drawn ready to strike. His member plunged even more fiercely into the dripping wet, soft passage.

Like an arrow, it nailed deeply into the tender flesh at the deepest part of her.

This time, Shiliu finally couldn’t help but scream, her legs kicking and rubbing against him.

“Ah! Gently, you b*stard! Mmm…”

Li Xuanci, however, remained utterly unmoved. He thrust in deeply, then withdrew shallowly, giving no chance for respite, pounding into her passage again and again.

He deliberately withdrew only a small portion each time before thrusting back in with extreme force, making his sac slap pap pap against her pale buttocks.

He even used a clever force from his waist, each time he thrust in, rolling the arrogant member over the inner flesh that sucked and clenched around it, using the swollen, hard head to tease and pinch every sensitive spot of tender flesh, directly stimulating the watery passage to convulse and suck on his tip repeatedly.

It was yet another instance of utterly soul-stirring ecstasy.

Shiliu’s panting was broken into fragments by his thrusts, leaving only intermittent moans and complaints laced with charm. This sound, in turn, became the wind urging the waves of desire to surge higher.

Li Xuanci simply let go of the hand supporting her butt*cks, relying solely on his c*ck thrusting into Shiliu’s wet core to hold her up.

This way, the two were connected only by their intimate joining, becoming the sole point of support. Shiliu’s upper body had no strength, forcing her tight passage to clench fiercely around the penetrating p*nis, seeking some sense of security this way.

Uncontrollable wetness spread from within her core, an overwhelming, aching sensation. Shiliu’s face flushed with shame, unable to believe this man grew more shameless with each passing day.

Gasping, she cursed, “What… what mischief are you up to now?” while helplessly trying to hook her legs around his waist to stabilize herself.

But Li Xuanci saw through her, reaching out to lift one of her slender calves. The space between his thumb and index finger gripped her pale, delicate shin, and with a pull, he drew her over, bending her body into a lewd angle.

It still wasn’t enough. He licked and nibbled the skin softened by the hot spring, using his teeth to bite the tender flesh on her calf, leaving a red mark.

The faint sting and this twisted posture further stimulated Shiliu to deeply engulf the connected p*nis, sucking and milking it in every way possible. The soft, fragmented moans from her mouth were as gentle as a kitten’s, her body growing even more boneless.

It was enough to make one’s heart itch with frustration.

Fine beads of sweat dotted Li Xuanci’s forehead. The tight clenching made it difficult for him; he gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to fill her passage with his thick release, and began thrusting fiercely and ruthlessly.

Holding nothing back, he simply plunged fully into her core, parting all the tender flesh that surged to lick and suck, driving into the deepest part, withdrawing, then thrusting back in harshly again, repeating the cycle, lost and unable to wake from the intoxication.

But the more he f*cked her, the tighter and wetter her passage became, biting down fiercely with each movement, like a coquettish plea or a form of retaliation, thoroughly grinding against every nerve on his p*nis, tempting it to release all its seed inside.

Li Xuanci grew more ferocious, using brutal force to pound open this desperately tight little hole, f*cking until fluids splashed everywhere, until his c*ck was coated with fine froth.

Drip, drip, drop—the uncontrolled lewd fluids fell from the entwined gen*tals onto the hot spring, raising provocative sounds of water.

And the sound of male and female bodies colliding, smack, smack, the entrance to her core f*cked into a red, hot, wet, soft mess, utterly muddy, his p*nis growing even hotter, harder, and more swollen.

Secretive and lingering.

Even the scent was filled with an atmosphere of lust, floating upwards with the steam.

Shiliu’s moans grew increasingly drawn-out, fragmented beyond coherence, broken, becoming a winding, whimpering melody that soared higher and higher.

Finally, amidst the increasingly rapid, pounding sounds, Li Xuanci drove deeply into the very depths of her wet core.

Releasing with fierce satisfaction.

Leaving behind a dazed Shiliu, trembling as she clenched around the full load of seed inside her, coming, her fluids mixing with his, all trapped without a single drop escaping by the penis still buried deep within her.