Chapter 51 - Singing Lips. (1/2)

Yan Jing’s strength was exceptional as he mowed through her violently, and in no time, Yan Luan was already screaming between her unrestrained moans as her legs, which were still on his shoulders, bounced against his shoulders according to the momentum.

But that was not all, as he quickly pulled a nearby pillow and placed it underneath her full buttocks, making it easier for him to hit the wall of her cervix with each thrust.

“En~ My little lewd baby girl, how I wish I would just fuck you to death… Does it feel good, scream for me!”

Yan Luan flinched at the tone in his voice, frightened by the sudden crazed madness he was displaying. She had always knew that her brother was a huge pervert in bed, always coming up with new ways and games to play with her, but this was the first time he had taken her so directly.

No games, no teasing.

It was pure fucking.

He wasn’t even trying to hold her steady by the waist anymore, and instead, gripped her on her thighs firmly as he rammed her fiercely, his ferocity obviously growing as time passed.

She could feel a sore pain all through her back and her abdomen, but somehow, her ravaged walls were contracting like crazy as she relished in his masculine dominancy.

“I… I love it! It feels good~ Ah!”

She felt as if she was on a swaying wooden boat at sea while helplessly trapped and forced to endure his thunderstorm-like attack, causing her to almost fall from the couch many times as the couch shook unsteadily from their wild activities.

All that was left within the room was her lascivious moaning, which was accompanied by the sound of water sloshing from his relentless conquest.

“Yo, I was wondering why I was sent out today, to think that you were enjoying such a wonderful meal in solitary behind my back.”

The familiar voice seemed to appear out of thin air, but not only did it not ease the man’s actions, it had somehow ignited every single flame within the man, causing him to rammed through her burning warmness with no mercy.

Meanwhile, Yan Luan could only stare blankly at the newcomer standing outside the window as she held her breath subconsciously, unknowingly clenching up and tightening her filled walls.

“Take it all!” He flung his head back as he growled in relief.

And as his scorching seeds poured through her sensitive walls, she too, had reached her limit. There was nothing she could do other than relishing in the burning pleasure within her walls and womb, before a sharp jolt spread throughout her entire body, causing her eyes to roll back into her head and her thoughts to escape her mind entirely.

Her body did not stop trembling in spasms even when Yan Jing finally withdrew himself from her after a long pause.

“Hmph, at least close the goddamn window next time! I could hear her screaming from miles away.” Yan Dao muttered softly as lazed against the windowsill, before running his horse whip softly through her tender skin.

Her skin, which were usually snow-white and delicate, were now colored with a scarlet tint due to her recent climax, and they looked exceptionally appealing to his eyes.

He circled his horse whip around her enormous twin bunnies, before poking at her upright and hardened beans teasingly.

“Mm……” Yan Luan, who was still in a dazed, murmured softly at the slight disturbance, but she did not try to stop him, as her entire body was limp and that she did not possess the strength to do so.

But Yan Dao had only just begun, sneering as he trailed his horse whip over her slightly convex abdomen, “Tsk, look at how much you had drank, it’s no wonder that you’re in such a bliss.”

His observations were accurate, because when he finally spread her trembling thighs apart, all he could see was his elder brother’s seeds leaking out slightly from her swollen twin butterfly-like petals, while the cushion beneath her was already drenched to the brim, as if it had been laid out in the rain.

He poked her slightly at her still-twitching lips, softly pushing one of her petals to the side, only to see a wave of his brother’s seeds flowing out from her, and when he finally withdrew his whip, it was already coated with the mixture of his brother’s thick liquid and her sweet nectar.

“Is it done?” Yan Jing asked calmly as he picked her up gently, placing her on a dry spot on the couch before feeding her a cup of tea, which she drank instinctively even though she was still in a daze, it was probably because her throat was truly sore from all of the screaming from before.

“It’s but a small matter of selecting a few personnel, but rest assured, it’s done.” Yan Dao replied slowly as he casually played with the lewd liquid stained on his fingertips, pinching his index finger together with his thumb and holding them apart to see how sticky it was.

Meanwhile, finally regaining her full consciousness after drinking the cup of tea, Yan Luan, who was still caught up in the lingering aftertaste of her recent climax, tried to pull a thin blanket over her sore body, only to be stopped by the watching Yan Jing.

“Do not be hasty, we’re not done yet.”

“Come again? I really can’t anymore, let’s do it tomorrow~” Yan Luan blinked her bright eyes pitifully while her lips rose up into a rosy pout.

But Yan Dao had only nodded enthusiastically at his elder brother’s words, and was already inside the room before she could even finish her words.