Chapter 38

Chapter 38

The room was dim, with only the candle on the table casting a faint glow. Their shadows flickered on the wall with the evening breeze. The thick dragon tail swept past the candle, and the flame went out entirely.

The room plunged into complete darkness. Lu Yuanyin's fingers stiffened as she felt the heat in her palm; her cheeks burned. Even though she had said earlier that she would use her hand to help Huo Wuyan, that was just shooting my mouth off… She had no idea how to actually do it!

She knew Huo Wuyan wouldn't agree, so she dared to tease him, just wanting to get a reaction out of him. She never expected him to take her up on it!

The scorching heat radiating from him pressed against her side. Sweat beaded on Lu Yuanyin's forehead. Their breaths intertwined in the night, amplifying every faint sound. She could almost hear his heart pounding violently.

Sensing her hesitation and stalling, the person behind her rubbed against her impatiently. Her long eyelashes fluttered. Lu Yuanyin felt as if she were on fire. She quickly said, "Wait, I'm not fully awake yet. Just give me a moment! Let me prepare!"

Hearing this, Huo Wuyan lifted his eyelids, his crimson eyes fixed on her flushed face. Even her earlobes were tinged red. She scrambled to sit up, flustered. Seeing her panicked state, he was no longer as impatient as before.

Huo Wuyan slowly released his hold on her. He sat up slightly, leaning casually against the cold wall, his expression dark as he watched the young girl. She hurried over to pour a cup of cool tea, gulping it down, then rushed to the cabinet, rummaging through it.

Huo Wuyan frowned, his gaze falling. The room was filled with her fragrance, even stronger on the soft couch. The golden dragon tail slithered eagerly through the narrow space. He felt a flame surge from his lower abdomen, rapidly spreading through his limbs, and he tugged impatiently at his neat collar.

Lu Yuanyin was frantically thinking about what to do next when she felt an itch on her leg. Looking down, she saw the thick dragon tail occasionally brushing impatiently against her calf. Her scalp prickled. She knew Huo Wuyan was at his limit; she couldn't delay any longer today.

After hesitating for a moment, she slowly made her way to the bed.

Having reached the Golden Core stage, she could see in the dark. Huo Wuyan leaned against the wall with a cool expression. His figure seemed more robust and taller than usual. His legs had transformed into a thick dragon tail, and golden scales covered his exposed skin. Crimson demonic patterns spread across his cheeks, trailing down his neck into his robe.

The twisted horns cast winding shadows across his face. His eyes were bloodshot, the depths dark and murky.

Compared to his usual aloof restraint, he now looked sinister and wild, almost like the legendary violent and evil version of himself. Lu Yuanyin sat cautiously on the edge of the bed, looking at the dragon tail coiled in the room, unsure where to start.

As if sensing her confusion, Huo Wuyan grasped her slender wrist and guided her hand to an unspeakable place.

It was burning to the touch. Her long eyelashes fluttered, and her fingers curled slightly.

Remembering what the senior sisters of the Hehuan Sect had told her, she tentatively touched it.

The large hand around her wrist suddenly tightened, and his body tensed instantly.

Lu Yuanyin's cheeks grew even hotter. She mimicked the earlier motion and gently touched it again.

As she moved, Huo Wuyan's pupils contracted, and a low groan escaped his throat…

The bed curtains swayed, the candlelight dimmed.

A sweet fragrance lingered around his nose. Huo Wuyan felt sparks ignite wherever her fingers touched. The already restless blood in his body screamed wildly, as if something strange was growing in his flesh, greedily demanding more.

The place that had never been touched was extraordinarily sensitive. He could feel her soft palm tighten slightly.

Huo Wuyan's body suddenly tensed. He instinctively resisted this strange yet familiar sensation… yet couldn't help wanting to sink into it.

He stared intently at Lu Yuanyin's fair face, his gaze lingering on her crimson lips.

Suddenly, her nail lightly scraped a certain spot. His waist tightened, and an unfamiliar feeling flooded his mind, like countless lightning bolts violently coursing through his body.

His mind went blank.

Lu Yuanyin felt the dragon tail wrapped around her calf tighten abruptly. Huo Wuyan panted heavily, burying his face in her snow-white neck. His rough horns brushed against her cheek, causing a slight tickle.

Lu Yuanyin never expected Huo Wuyan to react so strongly. In the past, even when sinking into desire, his eyes held rationality and detachment, with a touch of cold indifference.

But now, that dragon tail greedily curled around her palm, urgently and humbly begging her for more pleasure.

Watching him lose himself in her hand, a flicker of pride rose in her heart.

However, her pride quickly vanished. She felt the skin on her palm nearly rubbed raw, yet he still demanded without end.

*

Sensing her hesitation, the golden dragon tail greedily coiled around her slender waist, tightening slightly. Her breath caught, and she instinctively pushed at his tail, trying to escape his hold.

But the tail only tightened its grip. Lu Yuanyin bit her red lip, looking into his bloodshot eyes. Her gaze shifted, and she saw that his arousal still showed no sign of subsiding.

She looked away uncomfortably and said softly, "Can you hurry it up? My hand is hurting. I'm not supposed to overexert myself right now…"

Huo Wuyan gave a low grunt in response, but his movements didn't pause at all.

As time passed, Lu Yuanyin felt her hand growing numb and hard to lift, her palm burning with pain.

She suppressed the urge to pinch him and whispered, "Huo Wuyan, I'm so tired…"

Just as she urged him again, she heard a hoarse grunt by her ear.

The bed curtains swayed, and faint voices drifted in from outside. At the same time, countless fireworks burst in the night sky.

The pitch-black sky suddenly lit up as bright as day.

Her palm burned, and a rich, strange scent filled her nostrils.

Huo Wuyan leaned expressionlessly against the wall, his robe disheveled, his gaze fixed on Lu Yuanyin sitting by the bed. He could tell her body was drenched in his scent…

His Adam's apple bobbed.

Lu Yuanyin quickly pulled her hand away and rubbed her sore wrist. She saw her palm reddened from the friction and couldn't help shooting him a glare. As Huo Wuyan threw on his robe and stepped into the inner chamber's pool, she silently rubbed her wrist and prepared to leave the room.

But just as she opened the door, she heard a faint rustling behind her. She turned in surprise and saw a thick dragon tail emerging from the room.

Lu Yuanyin gasped as the powerful tail once again wrapped around her slender waist, tightening and pulling her toward him without resistance. She stumbled and fell into the water.

Her thin clothes soaked through instantly, clinging wetly to her body. Lu Yuanyin widened her eyes in dissatisfaction, about to complain.

But she felt that the thing that had just settled was now stirring again.

Huo Wuyan stretched out his arms and wordlessly pulled her into his arms. Her hair spilled messily down her back. The soaked clothes clung to her, outlining her graceful figure, revealing large expanses of fair skin.

His arms tightened, as if he wanted to crush her into his bones and devour her.

Lu Yuanyin's eyelashes trembled. She saw their clothes tangled ambiguously in the water, white and black hair interwoven, swaying with the flowing currents.

*

The golden dragon tail coiled beneath the pool. Hot breath swept across her white neck, and his hoarse voice came from behind.

"One more time."

Lu Yuanyin, "…"

The candlelight flickered in the room, casting a dim glow on the wall, blurring their silhouettes.

Lu Yuanyin had no idea how long she had been in the room. Every time she thought Huo Wuyan was about to finish, he would drag her into more mischief.

At one point, she even thought Huo Wuyan might die from overexertion.

His stamina was terrifyingly good…

In this regard, he was practically a natural-born talent. In the months before, Huo Wuyan hadn't even experienced a kiss—he was a dragon who had never been with anyone, who would blush when she touched him. But in the past few days, he had made rapid strides in this area.

Lu Yuanyin didn’t know where he had learned those new moves. She lay wearily on the chaise lounge, her disheveled hair scattered messily across the bed, her delicate lips swollen and red, her fair neck covered with bruised blue-purple hickeys.

She stared blankly at the dark ceiling. The room was filled with rising heat, and she let out a low sigh, now too tired to lift even a finger.

As she was dozing off, she felt that heat fall upon her back again.

He silently pulled her into his embrace.

Lu Yuanyin’s scalp immediately tingled. She was now afraid even at the sight of Huo Wuyan.

She yawned, a film of tears welling up in her eyes. She pouted and whined, “Huo Wuyan, I’m so tired…”

Huo Wuyan said in a low voice, “One last time…”

Lu Yuanyin’s scalp prickled instantly. She couldn’t help but glare at him fiercely and said through clenched teeth, “That’s what you said just now! Every time it’s the last time! You’re messing with me!”

Huo Wuyan looked at her tear-filled eyes. He leaned down, grabbed her waist, and set her on the windowsill. Their eyes met, and he kissed her still-teary, wet eyelashes. “Help me.”

His voice was hoarse, carrying a hunger and desire he himself hadn’t noticed.

The moment she saw him like this, Lu Yuanyin wanted to run, but he locked his arms around her waist, engulfing her in his scorching heat. Behind her was the cold wall, the hard window frame pressed into her back; there was nowhere for her to flee.

Her slender fingertips rested on his muscular arm as she weakly pushed against him, but the figure before her remained unmoved, even pressing closer still, making the surrounding air feel thinner.

The air was thick with heat.

Author’s note:

None.