[Close Disciple Palace - Night]
Roxue pushed him back onto the bed, her eyes gleaming with a different kind of intensity now. The aura suppression was still active, and she was taking control in her own way.
"Horny dog, you want to do it so badly, huh?" she said, her voice low and teasing.
"Ah... maybe," Fang Yuan replied, a smirk playing on his lips.
Does she become another entity during sex or something? This is completely different from how she acted before.
She climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. Her hands moved across his body, exploring with newfound confidence. She pinched his nipples, watching his reaction with amusement.
His cock hardened beneath his pants, creating a visible bulge that made her eyes gleam with satisfaction. She started stroking him through the fabric, her hands working him skillfully.
"Uh..." he moaned, unable to hide his response.
"Hehe, are you enjoying now?" she asked, her voice dripping with confidence.
She bent down and opened his pants. His hardness sprang out immediately, standing at full attention. She wrapped both hands around him and started licking the tip, her tongue working the sensitive head.
Slick.
Oh, now I get it. How that guy didn't leave her. I'm getting addicted easily too.
Slurp.
"Ahhn," he gasped as her tongue rolled across his shaft. She took him deeper, her mouth wrapping around him warmly.
"You're pretty swollen here. Is this because of the marriage?" she asked, pulling back slightly to speak.
"Agh... that might be the case," he managed to say.
"I will take that swelling away. You need to be decent enough to increase my cultivation, or you'll die too quickly," she said, before taking him back in her mouth.
Way to ruin the mood. But I can't complain about the result.
He stood up and gently held her head, his hips moving slowly as he guided her. She sucked him all in, her mouth warm and welcoming. Her tongue wrapped around his glans, and he felt the pleasure building.
She's gently wrapping around me. I can't hold it in.
"I'm cumming," he groaned.
Slurp slurp.
"Uhh," he moaned as hot essence flooded into her mouth. She drank it all, swallowing without hesitation.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
Cultivation increased slightly.
Will I have a chance to visit my family too? he thought absently before pushing her onto the bed.
He pulled her top down, and her big breasts bounced free from the fabric, her skin pale and beautiful in the dim light.
"These are huge. I don't think they'll fit in one hand," he said, his voice filled with appreciation.
"Hey, who told you that you could take the lead?" she protested, but there was no real anger in her voice.
"Shut up. Right now you're just any mortal," he replied, his hands moving to her soft mounds. He fondled them gently, pinching the tips and watching her reaction.
"Hnngh," she moaned, unable to help herself.
He started sucking her breasts, his tongue playing with the peaks. Her moans became louder, and she found herself unable to maintain control anymore. Her hands grabbed his hair, but she wasn't pushing him away.
He kissed her neck, moving his lips across her skin. His fingers found their way between her thighs, touching her wet folds gently. He didn't penetrate right away, just slowly touched up and down, teasing her.
"Ahnn," she gasped, her body trembling.
Then he slipped his fingers inside.
Slick.
"Ahhh... hngh..." she moaned, her hips moving against his hand.
He started fingering her slowly while kissing various parts of her body. His mouth traced a path down her skin, leaving warmth in his wake.
"You... ahn... seem to be in a hurry," she said breathlessly.
"Did you forget we have a marriage ceremony ahead, master?" he said with a teasing tone, emphasizing the last word mockingly.
"Hmph, filthy child," she muttered, but her voice was breathless.
"Now it's time," he whispered.
She was too sensitive. His touch made her unable to move, her body responding to every sensation. He jerked his shaft a bit, getting ready.
Then he positioned himself.
Slick.
Thump thump.
He held one of her legs up and started thrusting into her. She was tight, incredibly tight, and the sensation was overwhelming.
"How do you like that?" he asked, his voice low and dominant.
"It's... agh... filling me up," she gasped, literally drooling from pleasure.
He bent forward and kept thrusting, increasing the pace with each movement. Her moans grew louder, more desperate.
"Ahn... hngh... ahn... agh... uhh," she cried out with each thrust.
"Hngh," he groaned, feeling the pleasure building.
She wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him deeper. Her nails dug into his shoulders.
"Oh... damn, it's... good," he muttered between thrusts.
Thrust.
Slick.
She bit her fingers, trying to hide her moans. Outside the palace, servants were decorating for the ceremony, completely unaware of what was happening inside these chambers. They had no idea what the Empress meant when she said she was coming to check on Fang Yuan.
"Your loyal servant still needs more of your love," he whispered against her ear, keeping up the relentless pace.
"Cumming," he groaned moments later.
He came inside her, loads of essence filling her. This was the fourth time.
They both lay on the bed afterward, exhausted. Fang Yuan stared at the ceiling, catching his breath.
Then he felt movement.
Slurp.
"Huh?" he looked down to see her sucking him again, completely on her own this time. One hand jerked him while the other played with his sac.
"Master, I'm gonna cum again," he warned.
She pulled out and looked at him with a lewd expression on her face. Her eyes were glazed, her mouth wet.
"Let's continue," she said.
She climbed up on him, and he held her hips as she moved herself. His hands guided her movements as she rode him, her body moving in rhythm with his.
"Hahn... ahn... ahn... hngh... ugh... imm," she moaned, her body shaking.
She came too, her body trembling against his. She lay down after cumming, completely weak and exhausted.
The effect of the aura suppression had worn off two hours ago, but she hadn't realized it. He had continued with her for another hour even after she regained her full power, and she hadn't stopped him. That told him everything he needed to know.
[After One Hour]
Fang Yuan got up and looked at Roxue sleeping on the bed. Semen covered her body, from her breasts to her wet folds that were still leaking slightly. He walked to the window and put a robe on his shoulders, then took a cup of jade tea and stood looking out.
"What's done is done. It's not like this is our first time, and I believe I'm useful to you in some ways too, right?" he said to himself, though his words were meant for her.
Roxue got up slowly and dressed without saying much. As she left, she paused at the door.
"Come to the palace in the evening for the ceremony," she said coldly, as if nothing had happened between them.
Then she was gone.
Fang Yuan exhaled slowly, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Huff, I really am crazy to try this stunt. If I hadn't seen that aura suppression card, I would be begging on some street right now. But what exactly does this guy have on her?" he muttered, walking back to his bed.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
10 years of cultivation granted from dual cultivation.
Current realm - Rank 2 Warrior Realm.
Fang Yuan's eyes widened. "Whoa, people take years to achieve this, and I'm getting it right away."
Physique unlocked, locked currently.
"How do I get it?" he asked the system.
The system didn't respond.
"Forget it if you can't answer. But now I can finally cultivate even without spiritual roots," he said, a huge grin spreading across his face.
After settling his cultivation base, which had suddenly shot up dramatically, he went to the door. The sun was beginning to set, painting the sky orange and red.
"Now I will climb to the top ranks. So what if my wife is an Empress and even a Peak Master of the Holy Sect? She won't be the only one I have," he said to himself, his voice filled with confidence and ambition.
[Evening - Wedding Place]
The grand hall was filled with important figures from across the continent. Servants moved about, arranging final decorations. The energy in the air was tense and excited.
An announcer's voice boomed across the hall.
"Here comes the Empress of the Demon Blood Clan, the Golden Peak Master of the Holy Sect, Empress Qi Roxue!"
The doors opened, and she entered. She wore traditional red garments, her face covered as was customary. The pressure of her cultivation base was palpable, making everyone in the hall bow their heads slightly.
People murmured among themselves.
"Is this the pressure of a Peak Master?"
"She has both beauty and power."
"Two powerful positions. She could finish a country in a day."
In one corner, the Third Prince, Lin Xuyao, sighed deeply. One of his bootlickers immediately noticed and leaned in.
"I heard the Third Prince came here even with such a busy schedule. That's quite surprising," the bootlicker said.
"The Empress is indeed worthy of her reputation. But alas, it's a pity she's married to that kind of person," the Third Prince replied, his eyes following Roxue as she took her place.
The bootlicker added fuel to the fire, seeing an opportunity.
"She shouldn't be married to a dog. If I were you, I wouldn't let the woman I admire marry to a shithead like that. Even his name is that of the demon who terrorized us years ago."
The Third Prince took a sip of wine, his expression unreadable.
"I can't suddenly stop all of this or their reputation will fall to ruins. But I sure do want to see the filth marrying her," he said coldly.
The announcer's voice rang out again.
"The Empress has arrived! Now let's welcome the husband—Fang Yuan!"
All eyes turned toward the entrance, waiting to see the man who would marry the most powerful woman in the Holy Sect.