Qin Rou's moans had long since lost any trace of dignity. Her cheek pressed against the rough tree bark, mouth open, drooling faintly, while her hips rocked back to meet Mo Li's brutal thrusts.
Then he shifted angle, hand gripping her waist like iron — and slammed forward so hard her entire body jolted. The thick crown of his cock battered right against her cervix, forcing it open.
"AH—!!"
Qin Rou's scream tore through the forest, eyes rolling back. Her Yin Furnace Body responded instantly, instinctively — her womb sucked at his cockhead, desperate to pull it deeper, to cradle it in the soft, hungry heat meant for harvesting yang.
The sensation ripped through her in a shocking wave, a twisted bliss that blurred the line between agony and ecstasy. Slick gushed out around his shaft, soaking her thighs.
Mo Li's low growl ghosted over her ear.
"Fucking perfect… your greedy little yin furnace is swallowing me all the way into your womb."
He slammed in again, harder, making her ass ripple from the impact, forcing her cervix to stretch and hug his cock. Each thrust ground directly into her womb, sending shivers of humiliating delight up her spine.
Qin Rou's hands clawed at the tree, tears streaking her face. Her voice broke on a sob that turned into a desperate plea.
"Ahh… ah— please… Mo Li… d-deeper… fuck my womb more… my yin… it needs…!"
She wanted to die from the shame — begging him to breed her like some sow, to let his yang crash into her cultivation core where it could melt into her yin. Her womb twitched again, clamping on him with greedy pulses.
Mo Li's dark laughter rumbled against her back.
"Even your womb knows what it was made for.Pulling on my cock like it's starving — your slutty little furnace wants to be filled to bursting."
Her inner walls squeezed violently, milking him in helpless waves. Another gush of slick betrayed just how much her Yin Furnace Body craved every savage inch.
She shook her head, tears dripping, voice wrecked.
"N-No… please… it's too much… I can't… but it feels… it feels too good—!"
His pace grew rougher, erratic, each thrust smashing her cervix aside. Her belly fluttered with shameful anticipation, her yin greedily clawing at his yang through every stroke.
"Fuck… going to fill this filthy furnace of yours—"
With a final savage slam, he buried himself to the hilt and let out a feral growl. Thick, molten heat burst directly into her womb, flooding it, the sensation so hot and raw it ripped another orgasm right out of her.
"AH—! Oh gods… i-it's so hot inside me…!"
Qin Rou's pussy convulsed wildly around him, sucking at every spurt of his seed, her Yin Furnace Body instinctively sealing tight to trap his potent yang where it could feed her cultivation.
When Mo Li finally pulled out, a wet pop sounded, and his seed immediately started dripping from her gaping, swollen hole, sliding in slow, humiliating rivulets down her thighs.
Qin Rou could only pant weakly, slumped against the tree, eyes half-lidded in a daze, her entire body still trembling from the force of her orgasm.
My… my yin… it's pulling so hard… I still want more… even after all that…
Her womb gave a tiny involuntary squeeze, forcing another thick bead of cum to slip out and drip to the dirt.
Mo Li gave her plush ass a sharp slap that made her yelp. The sting rippled straight through her, making her Yin Furnace Body flutter in helpless delight.
"Cultivate now, while my yang is still flooding your womb," he ordered, voice dark and commanding."Let it soak into that greedy little yin of yours."
She whimpered, face burning. But her pussy throbbed again, proving her body's eager compliance. She sank to her knees in the dirt, spreading her legs wide, hands glowing faintly as she began circulating her qi.
The effect was immediate — her cultivation base surged, drinking in the mingled yin and yang swirling inside her, her breath catching on tiny aftershocks of pleasure.
Mo Li settled behind her, resting a hand lightly atop her head. He drew in slow, even breaths, letting his demonic core pull on the potent yin now swirling in her furnace. It tasted lush, overripe — the yin of a body built to be fucked and fed upon.
Perfect. This slut's yin furnace is a treasure — even better than I imagined.And the best part? Her body craves every filthy second of it.