Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

His hand moved across her trembling flesh like he was mapping uncharted territory, fingertips tracing the curve of her spine before sliding down to cup the soft, jiggling mounds of her ass, squeezing the warm, pliable meat with his rough palms.

The touch was different now—not the brutal grabbing from before, but something almost reverent, like handling a precious doll.

'What is he doing?' Akane's thoughts scattered as his mouth found her pointed fox ear, teeth grazing the sensitive tip before his lips closed around it, sucking gently, his hot breath making the fine fur stand on end.

"Ahh~!?"

She flinched, a sharp intake of breath escaping her parted lips.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing," he murmured against her ear, the vibration sending shivers down her spine.

"Mmm~♡"

Another soft moan slipped from her throat as he nibbled along the edge of her ear, his large hands now cupping both cheeks of her ass, fingers kneading the plump, sweaty flesh with surprising gentleness, digging into the soft creases where her thighs met her buttocks.

He pulled her cheeks apart slowly, deliberately, and she could feel the cool night air in the room hitting her most intimate places—both her dripping, sloppy pussy and her tight, puckered asshole suddenly exposed, the musky scent of her arousal filling the dim space.

"Ungh..."

She whimpered into his embrace, overwhelmed by the strange tenderness.

This wasn't the savage beast who had ravaged her earlier in this very room.

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This was something else entirely, something that made her heart race in a completely different way.

Without warning, he lifted her effortlessly, one arm sliding under her knees while the other supported her back.

Her nine tails wrapped around them both as he carried her princess-style toward the bed, her massive, heaving breasts pressed against his chest, their heavy weight squishing against his hard muscles, nipples hardening from the friction.

'Why is he being so gentle?' The confusion twisted in her stomach as he laid her down on the soft bedding with the care of handling spun glass.

"Let me see how diligent you are, my dear wife," he whispered, leaning down to press his lips against hers in a kiss that was achingly soft, his tongue lightly teasing the seam of her mouth.

Her golden eyes widened in shock.

This tender touch was the last thing she'd expected from him.

His fingers began their slow exploration of her body, treating her skin like delicate porcelain that might shatter under too much pressure, tracing every curve and dip with feather-light strokes.

His tongue emerged, hot and wet, as he lowered his head to her chest.

He took one swollen, leaking nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, and warm milk leaked onto his tongue, the creamy fluid spurting in small jets as he nursed like a starving animal.

"Hngh..."

Slurp~

He pulled back slightly, licking his lips, savoring the sweet, sticky taste coating his mouth.

"You know, I never thought these fat tits would produce milk so fucking sweet. Do you eat honey or something?"

"Honey?" The word came out breathless, her entire body trembling at his crude yet somehow endearing comment.

Her hand flew to her face as crimson blood rushed to her cheeks.

"What are you doing?"

He just chuckled, the sound rumbling in his chest as his fingers continued their downward journey while his mouth returned to her breast, latching on and sucking harder, drawing out more warm milk that dribbled down her skin.

His touch found her pussy, fingers gently flicking her swollen, throbbing clit, the little nub pulsing under his fingertip like a slick, engorged button begging to be rubbed raw.

"Ahhn~♡!"

She moaned, back arching, as he leaned up to press a soft kiss to her forehead.

Then his lips traveled down—across her collarbone, down her stomach, leaving a trail of wet, sloppy kisses until he reached the thick patch of coarse hair between her thighs, matted with her sticky juices.

Her eyes flew wide.

"Stop, not that place. It's vulgar."

He looked up at her, his crimson-gold eyes holding hers captive.

"So are you going to tell me the secret?"

She froze, her eyes narrowing with sudden understanding. "What?"

"I'm telling you—either give me your body or give me that secret," he said, his voice low and commanding.

She trembled, defeat washing over her features, but the quiver of her teeth on her lips showed that the decision was clear to her whom she wanted to side with and sacrifice.

"Do whatever you want," she whispered, turning her head away in surrender.

He gripped her thighs, spreading them wide, his fingers digging into the soft, fleshy inner skin, leaving red marks on her pale flesh.

Her entire body was a canvas of marks from his earlier brutality—bruises blooming on her hips, bite marks on her neck—but now his touch was worship, reverent strokes over every sore spot.

His tongue emerged, long and wet, as he leaned down to taste her, the room's dim lamplight casting shadows over her exposed cunt.

Slurp~

The first lick across her pussy lips made her whimper, her hips jerking involuntarily, the fat lips parting with a wet smack to reveal her dripping slit.

Using both hands, he parted her swollen pussy lips, exposing the pink, glistening flesh inside, stretching them wide until her hole gaped slightly, oozing thick strings of her creamy arousal that dripped down to her asshole.

Her cunt was completely soaked—the inner walls flushed deep red with arousal, veiny and pulsing, her opening clenching and unclenching with desperate need, like a hungry mouth begging to be filled.

Thick, clear juices coated everything, making her pussy shine in the dim light, the scent of her musky, tangy wetness heavy in the air.

Her clit stood out like a small, erect pearl, swollen and begging for attention, twitching with every breath.

The coarse hair around her pussy was already matted with her wetness, clinging to her skin as he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue delving inside her hot, slick channel, lapping at the slick walls and scooping up her filthy nectar.

Slurp... slurp... squelch~

One lick and she moaned.

"Ahn~♡!"

Then he began to suck on her pussy in earnest, his head buried between her thick, quivering thighs while his hands moved up to grip her massive breasts like handles, squeezing the heavy, milk-filled orbs, thumbs roughly pinching her leaking nipples for leverage as he devoured her, his nose grinding against her clit.

"Haah~♡ Ahhn~♡ Ngh~♡!"

Her moans filled the room as his tongue worked her over, thrusting deep into her sloppy hole, fucking her with it while his lips sucked on her folds, slurping up every drop of her cunt juice.

Standing in the corner, Yu Xiang watched everything unfold, her entire body trembling with an emotion she couldn't name.

This gentleness was so different from the brutal way he'd taken her earlier on that waterfall like some animal.

Here, in this dimly lit space at night, he was treating Akane like something precious.

It was confusing and arousing at the same time.

She bit her lips hard enough to taste copper, one hand sliding down between her legs while the other cupped her own breast, fingers pinching her nipple as she rubbed her own dripping pussy.

She imagined him being this gentle with her too, his fingers touching her pussy with the same reverence, his mouth going down on her the same way, tongue-fucking her until she squirted.

The thought made her fingers move faster over her own slick folds, dipping inside her wet heat with squelching sounds.

Slurp... slurp... squelch... slurp~

After what felt like an eternity of his tongue working inside her, probing every filthy inch of her cunt, Akane's body suddenly convulsed the moment she felt his teeth biting her clit in what seemed like a twist rather than a sharp bite, grazing the sensitive bundle of nerves just enough to send shocks through her core.

"AHHHHN~♡!"

She squirted hard, her pussy clenching as she gushed her juices all over his face, hot sprays of her cum splattering his cheeks and mouth, soaking his skin in her sticky release.

Splash~

Her hands gripped his hair desperately as she gasped for air but reflexively buried his face deeper to soothe the release, grinding her sloppy cunt against his lips.

"Stop... please..." she panted, her body going limp, thighs still twitching.

He slowly raised his head, his entire face slick and slimy with her arousal, the clear, viscous fluid trickling down his chin and neck, strands of her pussy juice connecting his lips to her mound.

"I look dirty, right?" he said with a grin before his eyes looked at her lips, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"