Yu Xiang's hand suddenly halted against his face, her fingers loosening their grip on the bed sheet. The thin fabric slid away slowly as she met his eyes, her breath catching at the mischievous glint she found there.

"Hey, what happened?" Tianlong asked, noticing how her expression had shifted from protective panic to something deeper, more vulnerable.

He blinked in surprise as her hands moved to the front of her robes, fingers trembling slightly as they began to work at the silk ties across her chest. The purple fabric whispered against itself as she started to part it.

"Are you really gonna do that?" he asked, his voice dropping to a rougher register as understanding dawned.

She halted, her violet eyes lifting to meet his with sudden uncertainty. "You don't want?"

The question hung between them, raw and honest in its simplicity.

"I want, definitely," he replied without hesitation, his crimson-gold gaze never leaving her face.

Yu Xiang's fingers resumed their work, slowly parting her robes to reveal the pale expanse of her chest. Her skin was like polished jade in the dim light filtering through the hut's walls, unmarked and perfect.

As the silk fell away completely, her breasts came into view—full and round like ripe mangoes, not overly large but perfectly proportioned to her frame.

Tianlong found himself staring, drinking in every detail. Her breasts had a natural bounce to them, the kind that spoke of youth and vitality.

But what caught his attention most were her nipples—flat against the smooth mounds, pale pink and delicate, almost blending with her skin tone. They weren't the pronounced peaks he was used to with his other wives, but rather soft, subtle rises that gave her an almost innocent appearance.

"They are strange, right?" Yu Xiang's voice was barely above a whisper, self-consciousness creeping into her tone as she noticed his intense scrutiny.

Her arms moved instinctively to cover herself, but something in his expression stopped her. His eyes held no judgment, no disappointment—only fascination and growing hunger.

Before he could respond, she reached out with one finger and poked gently at his forehead. "They're gorgeous," she said softly, as if trying to convince herself as much as him.

When she looked toward his face, she saw something that made her pulse quicken. For the first time since they'd met, she could see the effect she was having on him—the way his breathing had deepened, how his pupils had dilated, the slight tremor in his hands as he fought for control.

'I can control him,' the realization hit her like lightning, as she tilted her chest only to see his eyes follow it again and again like stick to it.

She bit her lip as a thought crossed her mind, seeing him under her control finally.

"Do you want it?" she asked, her voice gaining confidence as she watched his reaction.

The effect was immediate and devastating.

He didn't hesitate.

Both hands shot out to grab her breasts, his palms cupping the full weight of them as he leaned forward like a man about to devour ripe fruit. His fingers squeezed gently, testing their softness, thumbs brushing over those flat, sensitive nipples.

"Ahhnn~!" The moan escaped her lips before she could stop it, her back arching as electricity shot through her body.

Yu Xiang's eyes widened as she watched his expression transform completely.

Gone was the calculating emperor, the manipulative predator - in his place was a man utterly entranced by her body, his control slipping away with each touch.

"It seems I might not be able to control myself," he said, looking up at her with eyes that burned with raw need.

She looked absolutely gorgeous like this - robes fallen open, breasts exposed and flushed with arousal, violet eyes wide with surprise at her own power over him.

Her black hair fell in waves around her shoulders, and that strange peach scent that drove him wild seemed to intensify.

Her ambitious pride soared as she clearly saw him leaning forward, completely under her spell. This was what she had always craved - true power over someone stronger than herself.

Then he started to suck her nipple.

"Nnnnghhhh~!"

The flat, pink bud disappeared between his lips as he sealed his mouth around it, his tongue working in circles to coax it to hardness.

Since her nipples were so flat, he had to work differently - using the broad surface of his tongue to massage the entire areola while his lips created suction.

Yu Xiang's hand immediately flew to cover her face, eyes squeezing shut as overwhelming sensation crashed over her. Her chin pressed down on his head, fingers tangling in his dark hair as she tried to muffle her increasingly desperate sounds.

"Ahhhnn~ Mmmmph~ Emperor~!"

His other hand wasn't idle - fingers kneading and massaging her right breast, occasionally pinching that flat nipple between thumb and forefinger, coaxing it to respond.

The contrast between his hot mouth on one side and the cooler air on the other made her entire body tremble.

Under the bedsheet, his cock had grown painfully hard, the thick length tenting the fabric as it pressed against her thigh.

"Nnnnghhh~! Ohhh~ Emperor~!" Her cries were muffled by her own hand flying up to cover her face, trying hopelessly to contain her moans while her other hand tangled into his hair.

He groaned low against her skin, sucking harder, vibrating heat straight through her chest as his teeth grazed her.

His free hand wandered lower, gripping her ass through the thin robe.

He groped brutally, kneading her soft flesh and dragging her closer against his chest until she was half straddling his lap.

"Ahhhhnn~! M-mmhhnnn~! You're… too rough~!" she panted, though her thighs trembled from the raw pleasure coursing through her.

Every brutal squeeze of her ass sent shocks through her core.

Beneath the crumpled bedsheet, something huge pressed against her thigh.

His cock had grown hard as iron, the bulge so thick it made the fabric rise visibly.

With a grunt, Tianlong adjusted himself, and the sheet slid away — revealing the full beast for her to see.

Her breath hitched. Nine full inches of thick, veined cock jutted out, twitching and leaking strands of precum from its swollen tip.

Her eyes widened in awe. "N-no again…"

"Stroke me," he growled against her breast, biting down on her nipple just hard enough to make her cry out. "Wrap that little hand around my cock. Do it."

She gasped, but obeyed instinctively. Her slender fingers curled around the thick shaft, barely able to fit all the way around.

It was hot, pulsing with life, veins ridging under her touch.

"Haaahhnnn~ f-fuck~!" Tianlong groaned, arching his back as her hand slid along his dick. The grip of her smooth palm made his hips jerk involuntarily.

While his mouth devoured her breasts, his other hand kept squeezing and kneading her ass, pushing her down so she couldn't wriggle away, forcing her into position.

She whimpered, torn between being overwhelmed and intoxicated by how completely he was using her body. "Ahhh~! It's so… wait~! I feel~."

Her hand slid up and down with wet, sloppy strokes as precum smeared between her fingers. The sounds of her hand working him — wet, slick schlicks — filled the room along with her breathless moans.

He groaned savagely against her nipple, sucking harder, tongue working furiously, switching from one breast to the other as if starving for her.

Each flat bud stiffened under his relentless attack, darkening pink as he coaxed them sensitive.

Her toes curled, thighs trembling, robe falling wide open as she gasped and whined. "Ahhhh! Mmmhhhhnnn! More~! Don't stop!"

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