BTTH: The More Children I Have The Stronger I Become

Ya Fei's breath came in ragged gasps as Ye Chen's hands traced down her body, parting her thighs with tender possessiveness. His gaze burned over her, drinking in every shudder, every desperate tremble of her trembling form.

"Look at you," he murmured, his voice thick with desire, fingers brushing along her inner thigh in teasing circles. "Already so eager for me."

She whimpered, her nails pressing into the sheets as his touch inched closer to where she ached for him. "Ye Chen-ah! Don't-don't tease-!"

A low chuckle rumbled from his chest as his fingers finally grazed her heated core, drawing a broken moan from her lips.

"Mmm, such a sweet sound," he murmured, circling her sensitive center with agonizing slowness. "But I think I can make you sing even louder."

"Nngh-Y-Ye Chen!" Her back arched off the bed, hips lifting against his hand as pleasure sparked through her.

"Tell me what you need," he commanded, his voice rough with longing.

"M-More... please-!" she begged, her thighs trembling around his wrist.

With a satisfied smile, he obeyed, his fingers delving deep before curling just right-

"AH! YES! THERE-!" Her voice shattered as he found that perfect spot, her entire body tightening like a coiled spring.

Ye Chen didn't relent, his thumb pressing firm, worshipful circles against her while his fingers moved in a rhythm that wrenched louder, more desperate cries from her.

"TOO MUCH! I-I CAN'T-!" Her moans turned breathless as pleasure built, her body clenching around him.

"You can," he growled, leaning down to press a searing kiss to her collarbone. "Let go for me, Ya Fei. Let me feel you."

And just like that-she fell apart.

"YE CHEN-!!" Her cry echoed through the room as her release crashed over her, her body shuddering wildly beneath him.

He kept his touch steady, drawing out every last pulse of her pleasure until she lay gasping, boneless beneath him.

When she finally stilled, he pulled back with a dark, satisfied smile.

"Perfect," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. "And we're only beginning."

The moment her climax faded, Ye Chen gave her no time to recover. With a possessive growl, he turned her onto her back, the sheets damp beneath her. He guided her trembling legs over his shoulders, lifting her hips to a devastating angle-spread wide, her heated core glistening in the dim light.

"Nngh-Ye Chen-!" Her protest melted into a gasp as he pressed his hardened length against her entrance, already throbbing from her first release.

"Look at you," he murmured, voice rough with need. "Still trembling for me. So eager."

With one slow, deliberate thrust, he filled her completely.

"S-So deep-! Ah!" Her nails raked down his back as her body stretched around him, yielding to his every movement. The slick sounds of their joining filled the air, mingling with their ragged breaths.

Ye Chen's grip on her thighs tightened, his hips rolling in deep, measured strokes, each one dragging a broken moan from her lips.

"You feel incredible," he breathed against her ear, his voice thick with reverence. "Like heaven wrapped around me."

Ya Fei could only whimper, her head pressing back into the pillows as pleasure coiled tighter, hotter. The rhythm of their bodies grew more urgent, each movement drawing them closer to the edge.

"Ye Chen-I'm g-going to-!"

"Then let go," he urged, driving into her harder. "I want to feel you."

Her cry shattered the air as her release overtook her, her body clenching around him in desperate waves. But he didn't stop-only slowed, drawing out her pleasure until she trembled, oversensitive and breathless.

Before she could recover, Ye Chen pulled her against his chest, turning her onto her side. One arm hooked beneath her knee, opening her further, while the other wrapped around her waist, holding her close.

When he slid into her again, Ya Fei gasped-this angle was deeper, his every movement igniting fresh sparks of pleasure.

"You're even more beautiful like this," he murmured, his lips brushing her neck as he moved inside her.

His free hand drifted down, fingers finding her sensitive peak, stroking in time with his thrusts. The dual sensations had her gasping, her body tightening around him.

"Y-Ye Chen-please-!"

"Please what?" he teased, his voice warm against her skin. "Tell me."

She arched back against him, her silent plea clear in the way her body sought his.

With a dark chuckle, he obliged-his movements turned deeper, more deliberate. His fingers worked her with tender precision, and she could feel another climax building-too fast, too overwhelming-

"Come for me," he whispered.

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