Chapter 28: He’s Such a Bastard (R-18)
Lucas had to give it to her—Selene knew how to fuck. The way she moved, the way she rode him in that cramped tub, water splashing everywhere, her thick thighs flexing with every bounce—"it was damn good. She’s got skills," he thought, his hands resting on her hips as she ground down on him, her pussy tight and slick around his cock.
She was into it now, her fingers tangled in his wet hair, gripping tight, pulling just enough to sting. Her moans filled the steamy room, loud and raw, and he could tell she was loving every second of it, lost in the sensation of him filling her up. Lucas, though? He was focused elsewhere—greedily sucking in her Yin energy, letting it flow into him with every thrust. It was rich, thick, buzzing through his core, and he could feel it feeding his cultivation, strengthening him bit by bit.
"She’s mid-stage adept rank, he thought," his mind sharp even as his body hummed with pleasure. Her Yin was strong, no doubt about that, but it wasn’t as pure as Lira’s, there was a roughness to it, a wild edge that didn’t quite match the soft, clean rush he’d gotten from Lira coupled that he was the first person to fuck her.
"Still good, though, he admitted," his lips twitching into a smirk.
He let her ride him for a while, her hips rolling fast, her plump breasts bouncing against his chest, but then he decided he’d had enough of the tub.
Without a word—he didn’t feel like talking to her, not now—he grabbed her under the thighs and stood up, water pouring off them in sheets. She yelped, her arms flailing for a second before wrapping around his neck, and he carried her out of the bath, his steps steady despite the slick floor.
Her wet skin stuck to his, her jasmine scent clinging to him, and he didn’t say a thing—just hauled her over to the bed in the corner of the room. The silence hung heavy between them, thick with tension, but he didn’t care.
He dropped her onto the mattress, the old frame creaking under her weight, and she scrambled to position herself, facing the wall, her knees digging into the sheets. Her fat ass stuck out, round and inviting, practically begging for him, and she twisted her head back to look at him, her eyes dark and desperate.
"Fuck me, Xavier... fuck me... I want more of you," she panted, her voice rough, needy.