Transmigration; Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Uncle-Chapter 411; Mature Context R+18

She held him there, her nose pressed against his abdomen, maintaining the position until tears pricked at the corners of her eyes from the strain and lack of oxygen.

"Please....!" The plea tore from Lu Yuze’s throat raw and desperate, all control obliterated under the sustained assault. He needed more than just her mouth, needed the connection of being fully joined, needed to feel her around him in a different way before he lost his mind completely from the overwhelming sensation.

She pulled off with a final wet sound, her lips glistening and swollen from their work, her expression triumphant at having reduced him to such complete desperation. "Soon," she promised, her voice husky and laden with satisfaction at the power she wielded. The single word carried both promise and continued torment, suggesting that she might grant his plea but only when she decided he’d suffered enough, when she was satisfied that he’d been thoroughly broken by her attention.

Her scales shimmered with bright luminescence, the jasmine enchantment wrapped around them both like a tangible presence, and Lu Yuze lay trembling beneath her, every muscle taut with need that had accumulated over twelve years and was now demanding immediate satisfaction. His hands flexed helplessly, his body shaking with the effort of maintaining even minimal restraint, completely at her mercy and willing to agree to absolutely anything if she would just finally, mercifully allow him the release he was begging for.

"Please....."

A triumphant smile curved Shuyin’s lips as she looked down at him, his plea for restraint dissolving into a ragged breath. She moved over him, a creature of liquid grace, settling her weight on his hips. Her fingers traced the lines of his chest, a silent promise. My turn. Positioning him at her slick, waiting entrance, she began to sink down. The initial stretch was a delicious, teasing pressure, a question posed by her body to his. Then, a sharp, searing pain lanced through her, a sudden, intimate tear.

Too much... hurts!

A gasp tore from her throat, and her hands flew to his chest, pushing upwards instinctively. "Wait... ow, stop..."

But twelve years of wanting, of denial, had coiled something primal and urgent inside Lu Yuze. His hands, large and strong, clamped onto her hips, a reflex born of a need deeper than conscious thought. He need her now. With a single, powerful motion, he thrust upward, seating himself fully within her.

A cry, sharp and pained, escaped her. Her body seized around him, a vice of shock and agony. A warmth, thick and shocking, trickled down between them, a stark crimson against his skin and her scales. The sight hit him with the force of a physical blow. Virgin. It was her first time.

He had thought all these years she has been with Lu Zeyan, she wasn’t a virgin anymore, seemed to have shocked him and her.

She was also shocked that this body was actually Virgin, she had thought much.... Damn! 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Shock doused the fire in his veins, guilt a cold hand clenching his heart. "Shuyin...." His voice was a hoarse rasp. "You’re bleeding. Stop, let me pull out... you’re in pain." He gripped her hips, trying to lift her, his touch now frantic with concern.

But she wouldn’t be moved. With a strength that felt like a myth made flesh, she locked her thighs around him, her nails digging crescents into his chest. "No... don’t stop!" Tears, bright and unshed, trembled on her lashes, but her glowing eyes blazed with unwavering determination. "It hurts, but... I want you. All of you. Please... move."

They were already here... What was the need to stop? If it became unbearable, she could use her magic to stop pain.

She’s sure? His heart hammered against his ribs, a frantic drum against the cage of his guilt. He searched her face and found only a fierce, painful wanting. He relented, his grip on her hips softening from iron to velvet. He moved, shallowly at first, a gentle rock meant to soothe, not to take. The sharp edges of her pain began to blunt, transforming into a deep, pervasive ache that pulsed with a strange, new heat. His slickness, mingled with her blood, eased the way.

She watched him, her breath hitching. Then, with a small, experimental roll of her hips, she began to move. A gasp escaped her, not of pain, but of startled wonder. Her scales flared brighter, a soft, phosphorescent glow that pulsed in time with her heartbeat, and the air thickened with the intoxicating scent of night-blooming jasmine.

The pace built, a shared rhythm discovered in the dark. Her bounces grew more confident, her grinds bolder. He met her thrust for thrust, his hands guiding her, his gaze locked on the way pleasure was eclipsing pain in her expression. It was tight, impossibly perfect, a sacred space made slick with the proof of her gift.

The climax crested over her without warning, a wave that consumed everything. She shattered with a cry of his name, her entire body convulsing, the glow around her exploding into a blinding supernova that seemed to emanate from her very core. The feeling of her clenching around him, a silken vice of pure sensation, was his undoing. With a guttural roar, Lu Yuze surrendered to the release twelve years in the making, pulsing deep inside her as he held her through the storm.

They collapsed together, a tangle of spent limbs and racing hearts. He pulled her close, his hand tracing soothing circles on her sweat-slicked back. The jasmine scent softened, mingling with the metallic tang of blood.

His voice was a low rumble against her hair. "You okay?"

She burrowed deeper into his chest, a faint, replete smile touching her lips. "I’m fine," she whispered, her voice a sleepy sigh against his skin. It was such an euphoria feeling she hadn’t expected this is how they felt.

Shuyin lay sprawled limply astride him, her ribcage heaving in ragged rhythm, in, out, in, as her lungs burned from the intensity of her earlier screams, her throat feeling raw and scratched like sandpaper rubbed against it.