If Dong Zhuo knew that he had once fawned over his nephew and slept with a woman who should have been his, what would he think?
And it seems his nephew is quite interested in his beautiful foreign wife. Would he regret letting a wolf into his house?
Lu Ming didn't know, nor did he care, Dong Zhuo's thoughts. He only knew that beautiful women should belong to him, should all be his! Whether they were taken or untouchable, they were all his!
Lu Ming was also reaching his climax. He could clearly feel Diao Chan about to climax again; too many climaxes were a burden for her.
So his thrusting and hip movements became even more rapid.
Despite Diao Chan's continuous moans and cries, Lu Ming didn't stop for a moment. His thrusting and withdrawing movements didn't slow down; instead, they became even more rapid, each time slamming into her thick, fleshy core!
"Waaah... Ah... No... I can't... Ahhh... It's too deep... Waaah... Be gentle... It's too... heavy... No... Chan'er doesn't... want... Ah!" Diao Chan let out a plaintive, sweet cry. Her deepest core gripped and bit down hard on Lu Ming's inserted glans, and the next moment, she spurted out a stream of thick, warm, milky-white vaginal fluid!
It completely soaked the purplish-red glans.
She clung to Lu Ming's body like an octopus, her jade-like buttocks rising and falling wildly.
Even with Lu Ming's superb sexual skills and extensive experience with women, he couldn't hold back his ejaculation under the intense contractions of Diao Chan's vagina and the frenzied shaking of her plump buttocks.
"Ah...I came...I came...Ah...I came it all to you!! You little slut!" Lu Ming roared repeatedly, his massive penis pounding and thrusting violently in the final moments. His thick, long, and menacing penis slammed into Diao Chan's clitoris, and with a growl, his glans opened wide, gushing out thick, hot semen that sprayed onto Diao Chan's plump vulva!
Diao Chan's exquisite vagina writhed violently, her vulva gripping Lu Ming's enormous glans so tightly it was almost locked in place.
The streams of hot semen washed directly onto her plump vulva, stimulating her to gasp and her full body tremble violently.
Her delicate hands gripped the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white, a testament to the intense stimulation!
Lu Ming felt the tightness of Diao Chan's vagina, a powerful contraction that nearly overstimulated his penis, each contraction causing him to ejaculate an extra spurt of semen.
Diao Chan, stimulated by the hot semen, also climaxed again, releasing a warm stream of vaginal fluid.
The two streams of essence continuously mingled inside Diao Chan's body, the intense stimulation causing her eyes to roll back, her face to flush, and saliva to trickle from her lips; she was almost moaning softly!
Both were exchanging essences in the throes of orgasm. Although Lu Ming had ejaculated, his penis showed no signs of softening, remaining as hard as iron, like a steel rod!
"So good!" Lu Ming exhaled, his scrotum throbbing slightly from ejaculating.
Diao Chan was only a young girl, yet she could make him feel like this; if she were an adult, wouldn't she exhaust him to death?
Having a beautiful but devastating woman like Diao Chan is a double-edged sword; it's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
Diao Chan had already fainted again, only to be woken up in the middle of the night.
Then she was brutally raped for another half hour, her vagina now swollen and red, making it difficult for her to walk.
Even unconscious, her body was still twitching, the afterglow of her orgasm still flowing through her.
Rationality might be lost, but her body continued to experience orgasms.
The next day, Lu Ming got up early. Seeing Diao Chan's swollen genitals, he suppressed the urge to rape her again, kissed her red lips, and prepared to get up.
Diao Chan surprisingly opened her eyes, struggling to sit up despite her aching body. "Husband, let me help you dress."
"Alright, we'll do it later. You don't even have the strength to get up now. Rest well these next few days. I'll have Aunt Yu choose two maids for you. Once you're feeling better, you can choose your own personal maid." Lu Ming stroked Diao Chan's pretty face, looking at her exquisite features with a sense of satisfaction. Even just holding this fragrant beauty and doing nothing was a pleasure.
No wonder there's a saying that emperors neglect morning court. With a beauty in his arms, nothing else matters, nothing else matters.
"Thank you, husband. Serving you is my blessing." Diao Chan endured the pain in her lower body and got up to help Lu Ming dress.
Lu Ming could love her, but she wouldn't take it for granted. Having been sold as a child, Diao Chan knew how to climb the social ladder and how to utilize the resources around her.
She only wanted a stable family, a life where she wouldn't be sold or given away at any time.
After Lu Ming left, Diao Chan sat down on the bed.
Aunt Yu had already entered carrying a tray, her plain face flushed with an alluring rosy glow. Being with the master meant she always received some favors; a woman couldn't be without the nourishment of a man's semen. A flower nourished by semen always blooms with an alluring luster.
On the tray were three bowls of medicinal food: ginger tea, pepper soup, and spider orchid tea, accompanied by a pot of fresh tropical roasted chicken for nutritional supplementation.
"Aunt, this is the medicinal food and supplements the meal that Master prepared for you. The medicinal food can relieve pain and soothe the body, while this roasted chicken can replenish your strength and relieve hunger," Aunt Yu explained as she placed the food on the table. "I wonder what kind of maid you would like, Aunt? I'd like to find some suitable ones to serve you."
There was no arrogance or self-satisfaction in her tone.
Aunt Yu always maintained a humble, servant's perspective, never becoming arrogant despite being favored.
She didn't need to compete with anyone; as long as she did her duty, no one would make things difficult for her, and that was enough.
Aunt Yu could maintain her composure, and Diao Chan didn't dare truly treat her as a servant.
Last night's wanton intercourse had already shown that Aunt Yu was actually a very considerate figure among the servants; Diao Chan was too busy trying to curry favor to put on airs.
There were many women in the mansion, and while the concubines weren't as beautiful as her, they weren't far behind.
Especially Feng Qin, whose beauty was comparable to hers, but whose reputation was less prominent. Therefore, for Diao Chan to survive among so many women, forming a small, supportive group was crucial.