I was dumbfounded. Truly dumbfounded.
I had only been trying to do this thing called teasing — just like I’d learned from the cultured movies. It never went this badly in those. What exactly had I done wrong?
I wasn’t sure. And once again, I was pathetically reminded of how inexperienced I was with these things. It wasn’t like I’d ever had a dating life to begin with.
And somehow, I was going to kickstart it all by managing multiple women at once.
’I really thought that one out, didn’t I?’
I stared at the door for a long moment, then heaved a sigh and dropped into the chair. I leaned back, closed my eyes, and let my head rest against the backrest.
’What to do, what to do...’
Just then, the door sounded and swung open abruptly. I straightened up, completely caught off guard.
’She’s back!’
There was a small, cute frown on her face. Then she said:
"If I manage to teach you everything about the sword, will you touch me like that every time? I want you to always touch me. I like it when you touch me."
I glanced at the door — still slightly ajar — and rushed to slam it closed with my shoulder. Then I fixed her with an intense glare.
’What in the world is wrong with her?!’
How she had no regard for her surroundings was baffling. How was I the only one who cared about other people finding out?!
"Listen, Lady Yuan—"
"And stop calling me Lady Yuan too."
I glared at her. "Will you stop calling me Lord Cade?"
"No." She retorted immediately, paused and added, "You’re someone I respect..." She lowered her face, a soft blush painting across her pale cheeks. "You made me experience things I never thought I could experience. Things I only read about in books."
She raised her head and looked at me directly.
"You don’t understand, Lord Cade. I feel so refreshed that if I were to die today, I’d have no regrets. And that is because of the manner with which you touched me. For me, Lord Cade, you’re forever a lord."
I stood there, mouth hanging open, completely blindsided by her words.
’It’s not even that deep...’
If I didn’t know better, I’d say Lady Yuan — or should I say Yuan — was falling in love.
’It can’t be. She just loves the sex. She’s never had anything like it before.’
I exhaled and let a smile settle on my face.
"I understand then, Yuan. Come over here — let me give you a little reward for our first lesson."
I walked back and settled into the chair, then signaled for her to approach. She did, carefully, her steps measured. Then she sat on my lap.
I fixed her with a pleasant smile before my eyes drifted toward her breasts. My throat went dry somehow. I guided one of her legs over to the other side, causing her to fully face me. Her tail shifted slightly behind her as she adjusted.
She met my gaze, then tried to look away.
I started by kissing her collarbones. I sucked gently and kissed downward toward her collar, shifting the fabric aside with my hands. Her tattoo came into view. I kissed her almost-white skin, tracing a path toward the tattoo and down the swell of her breast. I sucked on the soft flesh and continued lower, pulling away the wrappings she used to bind herself.
By now, soft gasps had already begun escaping her lips. Her waist moved sensually against my groin, instinct overriding any shyness.
I freed my cock as I kissed her breast, taking my time before reaching her pale areolas. As she moaned, she glanced down toward my groin. I sensed hesitation — but then her hand reached out and gently wrapped around it.
The sensation of her touch sent waves of shock through my nervous system. Her hand was cold. That cold sensation combined with the intimacy of her grip created an ineffable pleasure. A small gasp escaped me before I could stop it.
Her hand fumbled around my cock, exploring it, clearly unsure what to do — but that uncertainty was its own source of pleasure. I just sat back and let myself enjoy it.
I gave her a small smile.
"Do you want it inside you?"
She trembled at the question, looked away with a soft blush spreading across her face, and answered:
"Yes... my lord."
I found my way to her underwear, parted the fabric to the side, and spoke to her in a low, steamy tone.
"Then I’d like you to sit on it."
"Eh? Isn’t that hurtful?" She seemed suddenly flustered. So cute that I almost laughed — but I suppressed it and guided her hips up slightly instead. I positioned myself right beneath her entrance and commanded softly:
"Now sit."
She lowered herself slowly, my cock splitting her open inch by inch. At first, she moved like she wanted to jerk back up, but I held her hips steady and guided her down with gentle, relentless pressure. Her mouth hung open the entire time, as if her scream had been seized in her throat. Her brows creased upward like the intrusion was truly unbearable.
But the look on her face wasn’t pain.
It was an overwhelming flood of pleasure — one she had clearly never experienced before.
She gasped and moaned, her mouth frozen open. She managed to sit completely on it, and her expression contorted with something between terror and bliss.
Before she could get used to the size, I gripped her waist, pulled back slightly, and pushed up into her. She gasped louder.
She looked like she wanted to seize any chance to escape my cock — but her body wasn’t cooperating. Even as I thrust again, she let out another groan, this one a tangled mixture of pain and pleasure.
I moved several more times, each thrust faster than the last. With each one, her moans grew louder, her expression sinking deeper into that maze of ecstasy.
And before I knew it, her waist had adjusted. Her tail shook slightly as she settled fully onto me and began twirling her hips sensually. I held her breasts and sucked on them as she found her rhythm.
She threw her head back. Her pace quickened.
"Auuhmm, Lord Cade, this is so good. It’s so good. S-so goo—d, awwwhnn, I’m ha—ppy, awwwwhnn..."