Although she had heard the words of the Golden Crow's Soul, the Little Demon Empress paid them no heed. Her gaze was fixed on that beautiful immortal face, on that perfect body pressed beneath hers, displaying an emotionless expression. Yet, in her heart, a whirlwind of unnamed feelings stirred, feelings she refused to acknowledge.
In the end, none of it mattered.
All that truly mattered was that she could achieve her vengeance if she pressed forward... Besides, Ren Zu offered no resistance. If he truly despised this "idea" so much, he could have easily freed himself, considering the level of power he possessed.
"...Caiyi," Ren Zu called her name softly and explained, "You don't have to do this... don't force yourself. Ignore the Golden Crow's words, I have a way to get us out of here..."
The Little Demon Empress narrowed her eyes, and for a brief moment, a spark of emotion flashed across her dark eyes.
"Don't tell me what I should or shouldn't do. You don't understand. You can't understand. My life, everything, has been reduced to ashes. This is the only way... the only chance to avenge my family, to restore my family's honor. I'm sorry for this, but this Empress will have to take your Vital Yang for the sake of my vengeance... And I know it's not such an undesirable situation, even though your eyes show no feeling or emotion. I can feel your desire for me..."
Ren Zu opened his mouth to respond, but the words died in his throat. He let out a sigh and, tired of pretending, decided to move forward and reap the fruits of his plans.
All his planning had led him to this moment, the instant when he could finally be with the woman he had fallen in love with. In that sense, he felt happy. At the same time, however, a tinge of sadness gnawed at him, for this seemed to be the only path he had found to make her stay by his side. His "beautiful appearance" had only gotten him so far. Without it, he might never have managed to get close to her, or even survive. But in the end, that was all it was... What truly sustained his actions was sincerity. He had treated her well, cared for her, not because he merely desired her body or anything superficial, but because, in truth, his feelings were real.
And it was precisely those feelings that brought that pang of sadness. Seeing her now, reduced to someone resembling a lifeless doll, driven only by the desire for vengeance, without even caring about lying with him to achieve that end, stirred in him a bitter mix of emotions that were hard to name.
Following the path of a villain was never easy... especially for someone who had once been just an ordinary human, not one of those psychopaths who, upon being reborn, already carried the coldness needed to kill without hesitation. The mere fact that he felt bad for manipulating someone who loved him to stay by his side showed that, deep down, his essence had not yet fully changed.
After all, murder could become a habit, according to one of the phrases left to the world by the famous detective Hercule Poirot. The meaning of that phrase did not refer to someone who killed a human and suddenly woke up with a preference for murdering people, then continued repeating the crime to satisfy their desires. It referred to someone who once solved their problems through murder and, for that person, whenever another problem arose, they thought of solving it through murder again.
But if killing were truly tied to solving the problem, could it be said that this was the result of murder becoming a habit? Could it not be said that murder didn't become a habit, but rather that unavoidable circumstances arose? The situation wasn't about adding murder as an option because it had become a habit, but rather that there was no other option but to kill. Perhaps saying things like "murder" had become a habit was no longer possible.
To his eyes, that phrase summed up his current mindset well. It was true that he could now kill without blinking; man, woman, or child, it mattered little. His cruelty on the battlefield knew no bounds. However, it seemed that this ruthless side existed only against enemies. To become a true villain, worthy of the title he had chosen for himself, he would need to learn to harden himself in other areas as well... even in love.
But that was a thought for later.
Despite all this reflection, his train of thought lasted no longer than an instant.
In the moment he decided to act, the Little Demon Empress moved as if she were a porcelain machine. The snowy, delicate figure swayed before him. Without hesitation, she rose slightly over his body, pressing her hands firmly against his chest. Her gaze, previously cold and impassive, hid a storm of emotions. Her movements were hesitant but determined as she grasped his cock, reaching her hand back.
His cock was already half-hard from before, provoked by her body pressing down on him in that makeshift cowgirl position. Her soft, white ass lightly brushed against him, each touch sending shivers down his spine and making his arousal grow uncontrollably. That was why she said she could feel his desire for her; Caiyi must have felt the growing rigidity of his penis.
In this life, he had been blessed in that area, in contrast to his original fate of being just an ordinary man... He had never actually measured it, but he knew his cock was over ten inches long and nearly three inches wide, as thick as her delicate forearm...
As soon as the Little Demon Empress grabbed his penis, she felt the hot thickness pulsing in her hand, hardening quickly with each stroke. A knot tightened in her stomach, and for a moment, a pang of nervousness shot through her—would it even be possible for that to fit inside her? Her eyes widened, but only for a moment. The hatred burning in her chest, vaster than the heavens and deeper than the oceans, swallowed any insecurity. Vengeance was all that mattered.
With a trembling sigh, she moved and positioned herself over him, spreading her legs in an indecent "M." Her delicate, naked body was fully exposed under the golden light flooding the surroundings...
She gently held his penis with her small hand, which couldn't fully encircle his member, and guided it to her entrance...
No words passed between them.
Ren Zu couldn't take his eyes off the Little Demon Empress. Her delicate beauty seemed designed to torment him with desire. Her long, black hair, as dark as a moonless night, cascaded down to her hips, sliding like silk and caressing his skin as it moved. A sweet jasmine scent permeated the air, intoxicating his senses and igniting his body in anticipation.
Her skin, white as snow, gleamed under the golden light, smooth and soft as white jade. Every curve seemed to beg to be touched. Her fragile shoulders and slender waist, so delicate he could dominate her with one hand, accentuated the femininity of her form. It was a body made to be possessed—small, slender, but irresistibly tempting. Her discreet, firm, and well-shaped breasts rose gently, crowned with pink nipples that resembled red pearls. The contrast between her pale skin and those rosy tips made him want to taste them, to feel their flavor, to hear the sounds she would try to suppress when touched there.
He lowered his gaze and saw what awaited him.
Her small, pink, delicate opening rubbed against his now fully rigid and pulsing member. With her hand, she held his cock and massaged her juicy lower lips, sending a shiver that rose to his chest. His heart raced, and he restrained himself, holding back from taking the initiative. He knew that, being her first time and having mustered the courage to act, any hasty move could have the opposite effect and scare her, breaking the delicate situation. So, he let her do what she wanted for now.
After all, he would still have four hundred and ninety-nine more chances to fuck her the way he wanted...
Noticing the slightly aroused expression in his dark eyes, a strange warmth bubbled in the Little Demon Empress's stomach. She had been watching him for some time too, and part of the reason she didn't mind lying with him, beyond the desire for vengeance, was the deep feelings she harbored for him. There was a hidden, suppressed but persistent desire that surfaced whenever she saw him shirtless during training or when she recalled their first meeting, when both were naked...
She doubted anyone wouldn't feel that way upon seeing him.
The man before her wasn't just handsome; no adjective could do justice to the almost supernatural perfection of his form. His skin emitted a subtle glow, as if every cell were infused with serene light. His muscles were sculpted to perfection: broad shoulders, a firm chest, and an abdomen marked with lines that seemed hand-carved by gods. His long, black hair flowed like waves across the floor, creating a poetic contrast against the paleness of his skin. And those eyes... deep, abyssal, reflected her nakedness with a cold, almost inhuman calm, though there was a desire to possess her within those eyes...
For Ren Zu, the sight of her delicate body pressing against him was like fire poured into his veins. The Little Demon Empress's small, fragile hips descended slowly, and he could feel the heat of her pussy vibrating, trembling as if begging for his cock. The wetness flowed excessively, forming glistening threads that dripped onto his skin, betraying how much her body wanted him, even without any emotion on her face.
The thick, purple glans pressed against her wet opening, rubbing back and forth. Each stroke spread the flowing honey, soaking his cock down to the base. The contrast was absurd; the hard, pulsing member seemed too brutal to fit there, but her pussy's flesh contracted in spasms, trembling, as if calling for something it shouldn't be able to handle.
Then, finally, she gave in.
With a slow, inexorable movement, her insides opened.
"Hhhhnnngh ~!"
A muffled sound escaped as the tight flesh was stretched, centimeter by centimeter, in a wet snap. The massive cock sank slowly, pushing the inner walls that stretched to their limit, sucking him in with convulsive waves. With each advance, her little pussy swallowed deeper, sucking and engulfing that monster as if it wanted to trap it forever.
Ren Zu lost his breath in that instant. The glans met resistance, and as it forced its way through, a violent shiver ran down his spine. The virgin flesh was suffocating: too tight, too soft, too hot. Her insides enveloped him like a living prison, squeezing from all sides, pulsing and trembling in uncontrollable contractions that seemed to sap every ounce of his strength.
"Nhhhhh…!"
A guttural sound escaped his throat as he threw his head back, teeth clenched. The pleasure was so brutal it hurt. Each time he sank deeper, his cock felt on the verge of exploding, crushed by the suffocating grip that left no space.
It was the first time for both of them, and so every sensation came raw, violent, like waves crashing against rocks. The friction of her virgin, wet, and sticky flesh made his entire body shudder. He felt every nerve of hers trying to mold around his thickness, squeezing, contracting, and sucking relentlessly.
The sounds filled the Ancestral Land of the Golden Crow: *schlick, squelch, plop*, the noise of the lubrication dripping and the walls being stretched beyond their limit.
Pain burned in her delicate body, but it was already mixed with a perverse pleasure that made her pussy tremble endlessly, throbbing around his cock as if it would suck everything inside. Her eyes half-closed, without shine, without emotion, but a certain turmoil could be seen in her dark pupils.
When, finally, his member reached the bottom, the impact resonated like muffled thunder within her. His cock hit her cervix, crushing every nerve in its path, and a stifled scream echoed from her lips:
"Aaahhh ~!"
The shock coursed through both of them.
She descended all the way, burying him entirely inside her in one final thrust.
Ren Zu let out a guttural moan, his body arching in brutal ecstasy.
The glans pressed against her depths, mercilessly crushing her uterus, and the pleasure surged through his nerves like electricity. His cock throbbed like a heart, rigid to the extreme, each vein pulsing against that insatiable pussy that engulfed him relentlessly.
He gasped deeply, his eyes half-closed in ecstasy, but suddenly noticed a scarlet thread sliding down the junction of their bodies. The blood tinged the transparent honey dripping from her tight pussy, trailing down to his own hips in a hot, viscous stream. His heart tightened.
"Caiyi… are you okay?" His voice came out low, tense, broken by the pleasure threatening to overwhelm him.
Her eyes moved slowly, staring down at him, black as abysses. No response. No words. Just silence. Then, as if she hadn't heard, she moved her hips upward.
"Nhhnn…!"
Ren Zu moaned loudly as the hot, tight flesh slid up his cock, letting it slip halfway. The pressure eased for just a moment, only for her to descend again, slowly, crushing him to the bottom. The wet sound exploded between them, like a clap.
*Pa!*
Her little pussy squeezed and sucked every centimeter as if incapable of letting him escape.
The blood mixed with the abundant lubrication, turning each movement into a perversely hot, slippery, addictive friction.
Ren Zu held his breath. His body wanted to grab that waist and take control, but he hesitated. He was seeing her empty face, so cold, so distant, and yet her hips moved in a mechanical rhythm, rising and falling, riding as if it were just a task to complete.
But as the minutes dragged on, the obscene sound echoed louder, the stifled moans escaped her pale lips, and each descent seemed heavier, hungrier.
The Little Demon Empress's breathing became irregular. Her shoulders trembled faintly, her fragile body beginning to react against her will. The grip of her pussy grew even tighter, contracting in involuntary spasms every time his massive cock sank to her uterus.
"Ahhhnnn…" A soft, muffled sound escaped her, unable to be contained.
Ren Zu's eyes widened, his heart racing.
He couldn't take it anymore. He brought his hands to her delicate waist and held her firmly.
The Little Demon Empress's eyes narrowed immediately, cold as a sword's blade. Her gaze fell on him like that of a death god, a silent promise of punishment.
But she didn't stop.
Even staring at him that way, her hips kept moving, riding slowly, in an increasingly wet, increasingly indecent back-and-forth.
Ren Zu moaned, gripping her waist tighter, guiding her movements even against that murderous look. The pleasure was unbearable. Her flesh seemed to suck his soul, contracting with every deep thrust, squeezing his cock to the root.
She clenched her teeth, trying to remain impassive, but her rhythm began to falter. Her hips sped up slightly, then slowed, as if she were getting lost in the sensation. Each faster descent caused a wet slap, and each rise left a thick thread of fluid connecting her pussy to his throbbing cock.
Ren Zu couldn't pretend anymore. Her body was giving in. The heat, the grip, the stifled moans, everything screamed that this vengeance was turning into something addictive.
And so was he.
With every movement, every contraction, he felt the addiction growing within him, as if he needed her more than he needed to breathe.
"Caiyi…" His voice came out hoarse, almost pleading, as he guided her into a deeper movement.
She merely closed her eyes for a moment, as if unwilling to face reality, and continued riding him.
Time seemed to drag in the slow rhythm of her hips. Ren Zu, lying down, observed every detail as if trapped in a spell. The Little Demon Empress's small, delicate body moved over him with an indecency that would shock any inhabitant of the Illusory Demon Realm, irresistibly erotic... Her firm breasts rose and fell gently with each thrust, swaying in a hypnotic rhythm. They weren't large, but their perfect shape, her pale skin gleaming under the faint light's reflection. Her pink nipples were hard, erect. Her silky, long, black hair was completely spread across her back, with some strands cascading over her shoulders, clinging to her skin due to sweat. Wet strands stuck to her chest, dripping droplets that slid down the valley between her breasts, mingling with the glistening wetness between her legs.
Ren Zu panted heavily, feeling himself being sucked with every descent. The intoxicating scent of sweat and sex filled the air, making everything even more heady. His body trembled, trying to hold back, but the absurd pressure of that pussy made him waver.
On the other hand, she showed nothing. Her empty, fixed gaze stared at him like a soulless doll. But her body reacted in silence: the involuntary spasms, the uncontrollable grip, the stifled moans that escaped when she thought she wasn't letting anything show.
Ten minutes passed like this, in a slow torture, until Ren Zu finally succumbed. His entire body arched, muscles contracting, and he exploded inside her.
The hot semen flooded the Little Demon Empress's insides. Her eyes widened for a moment, her breathing faltered, and a crystalline moan escaped her lips. A pure, sweet, unexpected sound. But she quickly suppressed it, clamping her mouth shut, as if denying that pleasure were possible.
And, to Ren Zu's surprise, she didn't stop. Even with her womb being filled, she kept riding, as if it weren't enough, as if she needed to squeeze every drop from him.
That ignited something in him.
Ren Zu bit his lips, his eyes gleaming with boldness. Without warning, he sat up, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her against his chest. Now seated, he began thrusting upward, completely ignoring the cold look she cast over him. Each thrust made her body jolt, her breasts bounce, and the wet sounds echo even louder in the room. She tried to maintain her rigidity, but her legs betrayed her. Instinctively, she wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer, holding him tighter. It was an unconscious trap, as if her own body were begging for more.
Ren Zu took advantage. With a sudden thrust, he flipped her over, placing her back against the ground. He gripped her hips firmly and began fucking her mercilessly, each deep thrust eliciting an obscene slap, each impact making her breasts bounce sideways.
The Little Demon Empress's gaze grew even colder, almost murderous. But that didn't stop him. On the contrary, it inflamed him. Ren Zu leaned over her, capturing her lips in a fiery kiss.
Her eyes widened in shock. Her world stopped for a moment. She would push him away, she would resist… but then he thrust deep, so deep her entire womb trembled. At the same instant, a moan escaped her throat, muffled against his lips.
The kiss deepened.
Images of everything that had happened between them in the past week exploded in her mind: everything merged into a single moment, eroding the barriers she had built to carry out her vengeance.
Her body melted beneath him. Her eyes closed, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. Far from pushing him away, she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss with a need she dared not admit.
His thrusts grew stronger, more desperate, each one drawing muffled moans against her mouth. The kiss ceased to be an invasion and became a silent surrender, a shared desperation.
His cock throbbed inside her relentlessly, swollen, tense, each vein pressed by the suffocating grip of that insatiable pussy.
The rhythm became chaotic when he could no longer hold back. With a hoarse moan, Ren Zu sank to the bottom and unleashed another hot torrent inside her. The violent surge made her tremble, her eyes widening again as she felt the scalding liquid fill her completely.
But he didn't stop; somehow, it seemed he had limitless stamina for this, to the point of surprising even himself. He resumed fucking her mercilessly. Each thrust was deep, heavy, crushing her cervix without mercy. The Little Demon Empress, until then a doll without expression, began to change. Her body reacted on its own, her legs gripping him tighter, her hips trembling in response, and the heat inside her growing ever more suffocating.
Then it happened. When an especially deep thrust hit her, a shock coursed through the young Empress's entire body. She opened her mouth in a muffled scream, her eyes half-closed, her nails scratching his back without realizing. Her pussy trembled violently, contracting so fiercely it seemed to want to swallow his cock entirely.
The Little Demon Empress's first orgasm exploded overwhelmingly, shattering any cold mask that remained. Her mind seemed to dissolve into white, every fiber of her body vibrating in absolute pleasure. It was as if she had been swallowed by an incandescent wave, burning from the inside out, unable to breathe, unable to think, only to feel.
Ren Zu moaned loudly as he was crushed by the convulsive grip, his cock being sucked to the root as her heat gushed uncontrollably.
And yet, Ren Zu didn't stop. He kissed her fiercely, stealing her breath, while continuing to thrust deep, ignoring her weakness, as if he wanted to break that coldness once and for all and imprint his presence inside the Little Demon Empress until nothing remained but him.
In the midst of the act, he maneuvered the Little Demon Empress's body and turned her onto her stomach, forcing her to support herself on her knees and hands on the golden floor. Her delicate, jade-like body arched almost unrealistically, her slender waist and small hips trembling under his touch. Without giving her time to recover, he gripped her waist firmly and penetrated her again, drawing a muffled moan from her lips.
He held her waist tightly and resumed penetrating her with brutality, each thrust echoing through the room in a wet, obscene slap. Her ass swayed with each impact, small, round, perfect in its fragility, and he couldn't restrain himself. His hands slid over her soft buttocks, squeezing, marking, parting each piece of flesh as if he wanted to mold it in his hands.
The Little Demon Empress, who before emitted nothing but silence, now moaned uncontrollably. Her parted lips released broken, almost sobbing sounds:
"Aaahh... haaahh... nghhh... ahhhhnn...!"
Each thrust drew a muffled scream from her, a hoarse and desperate sound, as if the pleasure were crushing her from within. Her pussy contracted in disordered spasms, making Ren Zu's cock throb with even greater violence.
He gripped her waist firmly, increasing the rhythm, making the thrusts even more frenzied, the wet sounds echoing shamelessly: *schlp, schlp, schlp!* Her moans mingled with the sound, growing louder.
"Ahhhhnn...! Haaahhh... aaaihhhnnn... ahhh...! Ahhhhhhhnnnn...!"
When he parted her cheeks, his eyes met a devastating sight: her untouched, pink asshole contracted slightly in nervous reflexes, just above her already stretched, swollen, and throbbing pussy from the relentless use of his cock. The contrast between that closed entrance and the gaping slit, dripping with each thrust, sent a shiver down his spine, as if he were facing a forbidden paradise.
With each new thrust, he plunged deep, and her little pussy opened entirely around him, sucking him as if it were impossible to let go. The sound of flesh being stretched, the maddening grip, the mix of cum and fluids dripping down her slender thighs, all formed an almost surreal scene. It didn't take long for him to cum again...
But as if his stamina were limitless, he continued fucking her for a long time in various positions.
... The two simply lost themselves in pleasure, exploring each other's bodies without caring about the world.
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(A/N: Originally, I hadn't planned on writing this more explicit scene, but I realized it is important for the characters' development and for marking the turning point in their relationship. After this moment, their bond enters its final stage, gaining greater depth and meaning. In the upcoming chapters, Ren Zu will finally acquire the Golden Crow Bloodline and reveal all of his planning behind it. This will also mark the beginning of a positive and coherent change in his journey, consolidating the growth I have been building for him.
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