Chapter 84: Cumming (R-18)
Lucas kept thrusting into Lira’s tight, wet pussy, her body bent over the table in the academy and her loud moans filling the air as she surrendered to the pleasure. The initial pain of his massive cock had faded, soothed by his Yang-infused dual cultivation technique, leaving only a burning lust that made her hips push back to meet his gentle thrusts. Her pure Yin energy flowed into him, sharp and clean, fueling his cultivation, but he wanted to see her face, to watch her unravel completely.
His hands gripped her hips as he slowed, pulling out slow, his cock glistening with her juices. Lira whimpered, her body trembling, her eyes hazy with need as she glanced back, confused but eager for more.
"Turn over," Lucas said, his voice low and rough, guiding her with a gentle hand. Lira obeyed, her movements shaky, her tunic bunched around her waist as she rolled onto her back on the table, her legs dangling off the edge. Her breasts jiggled with the motion, her nipples hard and glistening from his earlier sucking, her braid spilling across the wood.
He stepped between her thighs, spreading them wide, her pussy wet and ready. He leaned over her, his hands bracing on the table, and lined himself up, the tip of his cock brushing her entrance. Lira moaned soft, her hands reaching for him, clutching his bare shoulders, her eyes locked on his, begging without words.
He pushed in slow, his massive cock stretching her again, but this time she was ready, her pussy welcoming him with a wet, tight grip that made him groan.
He started to thrust in missionary style, his hips moving steady, each stroke deep and deliberate, the table creaking under their weight. Lira’s moans grew louder, raw and unrestrained, echoing off the stone walls as pleasure flooded her, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer. ’He’s... he’s so deep,’ she thought as every thrust sent sparks of pleasure and Yang energy through her core. Her hands slid up, rubbing his neck, his hair, clutching him tight as he fucked her, his chest brushing her breasts, their skin hot and sweaty against each other.
Wanting more of her, Lucas leaned down, his hands sliding under her to hold her close, lifting her slightly so her chest pressed against his. He kissed her hard, his lips claiming hers, tongue pushing into her mouth, tasting her moans as they spilled out, hot and desperate.
Lira hugged him back, her arms wrapping around his shoulders, one hand sliding up to hold the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair, rubbing gently as she kissed him with equal hunger.
Her moans muffled against his mouth, her body arching into him as his thrusts grew deeper, steadier, each one sending waves of pleasure through her. Her pussy was dripping, slick and hot, and she could feel something else, his Yang energy, pouring into her in heavy, deliberate pulses, flooding her core with heat and power. It made her stronger, her cultivation humming, but it also made her hornier, her body burning with a need she couldn’t control. Her fingers tightening in his hair, her hips rocking to meet his thrusts, lost in the feel of his cock and his lips.
Lucas focused, channeling more Yang energy into her through every kiss, every touch, letting it flow from his core into hers, strengthening her, knowing it would make her Yin even purer, richer for him to take.