“Ye Hua I love you,” Qian Qian said, still squatting beside him.
Ye Hua smiled and said, “I know.”
Qian Qian was surprised. “You do?”
Ye Hua nodded, “Yes, I know that you love me like a little brother.”
Qian Qian lightly chuckled, shook her head and said, “No, I don’t love you like a younger brother. I love you as a woman loves a man. The way a wife loves her husband. I know you don’t love me the same way, but I love you regardless.”
Ye Hua stopped planting the peach tree, looked up at Qian Qian utterly confused and asked, “Why?”
She shrugged and replied, “Well, you’re good at strategic planning, you’re good in combat, you play a little chess, and you draw quite well. Oh, and your storytelling skills are pretty good. I’ve been told that I have terrible taste in men, but I think you might be an exception,” she smiled as she ended her sentence.
Ye Hua stared at her for a long time and asked softly, “You love me like real love? Like between a man and a woman?”
Qian Qian nodded and said, “Yes, that’s how I love you.”
Ye Hua couldn’t believe his ears. He stared at her stunned, blinking before it finally hit him. Ye Hua took her hand and lifted her up as he stood up himself before throwing his arms around Qian Qian’s waist. She giggled as he spun her around in the air. Ye Hua went to hold her face and saw the dirt on his hands, so he used a little magic to clean them off. Ye Hua held Qian Qian and kissed her with all the passion he’d been holding in for six long years.
During their kiss time ceased to exist. Everything else vanished. It was just the two of them, and nothing else mattered.
Ye Hua picked up his beautiful wife and carried her into The Hall of Beautiful Youth. As he carried her up the stairs, Qian Qian asked,
“Do you need an enchantment spell? I don’t want to force you into something that goes against your will.”
Ye Hua smiled shyly and replied, “I don’t need an enchantment spell, and I am more than willing,” as he laid Qian Qian down on the bed.
Now, this was the first time Ye Hua was to be intimate with a woman. He’d spoken to his Uncle Lian Song before his wedding as to what to expect. Uncle Lian Song told him that it would be painful if it was her first time and to move slowly so Ye Hua would know when she was ready. Uncle Lian Song told him to listen to his body and promised nature would guide him. Uncle Lian Song also said to Ye Hua that there was nothing as pleasurable as being intimate with a beautiful woman.
His uncle also hit Ye Hua with his fan and said he was jealous that Ye Hua was asking about being with Qian Qian.
Since Qian Qian had already been with Mo Yuan, Ye Hua thought there wouldn’t be any pain involved and only pleasure.
Ye Hua kissed Qian Qian for a very long time. Intimately, passionately, deeply as their tongues touched, caressed and danced. They touched each other’s bodies over their clothes. Qian Qian reached out first and started to undress Ye Hua before he undressed her. When she felt Ye Hua’s readiness against her body, her eyelashes fluttered in surprise as she looked at him confused.
Ye Hua smiled and said, “I told you I wasn’t homosexual,” before kissing her lips again.
Once they were undressed, their movements were slow and tender. Ye Hua explored Qian Qian’s body from her head down to her toes with his hands, lips, and mouth. Ye Hua parted her smooth legs, went to her enticing flower with his hungry mouth and tasted her dew for the first time. He groaned deeply from the sweetness of her nectar. Ye Hua’s tongue slowly tasted, licked and explored her lower treasure, unable to get enough. Ye Hua would have stayed there for hours if she’d allowed him to.
The pleasure he experienced from giving Qian Qian pleasure was something Ye Hua couldn’t put into words. Her soft moaning, the smoothness of her skin, her luscious and tantalizing body flooded his senses. Even though he felt a level of urgency, Ye Hua didn’t want the moment to end. It was when he heard Qian Qian groaning loudly from her climax, and he tasted an increase of her sweetness on his tongue, that Ye Hua couldn’t wait any longer.
When Ye Hua pulled himself up to her, Qian Qian pulled his face to hers. When she licked his lips to taste her honey, Ye Hua’s need intensified instantly. He used his hand to guide himself inside her. Qian Qian’s wetness made his thick manhood slide in with ease. Ye Hua released a low growl when he felt her moisture. He was slowly entering her when he felt her body stiffen as she sucked in a sharp breath of air. Ye Hua felt something pushing against his sword that kept him from going any deeper. Ye Hua looked down at Qian Qian confused when she said,
“Don’t stop Ye Hua. I’m not afraid. I love you. Make me yours completely.”
Ye Hua had assumed that Mo Yuan had deflowered Qian Qian. It never occurred to him that she would still be intact. Qian Qian wrapped her graceful arms around his neck and told him to continue before pulling his lips to hers. Ye Hua closed his eyes, grunted and pushed through the thin barrier until he was inside her completely, groaning the whole time from the exquisite sensation and pleasure. Qian Qian broke their kiss and sucked in the air sharply. Her eyes closed tightly and her eyebrows furrowed, so Ye Hua expected her to cry out from the pain, but instead, she let out a single sultry moaning “Yessssssss.”
Ye Hua almost lost control when he heard her groaning and moaning his name. Qian Qian wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper inside her. Ye Hua’s body moved on its own. Nature had taken over. Ye Hua heard himself making noises that sounded animalistic, as his strokes became deeper and harder. The sensation of her newly flowered bloom that tightly embraced his thick shaft was unexplainable. The metallic scent and warmth of her blood mixed with Qian Qian’s wetness pushed Ye Hua into a faster, harder, and deeper measured pace.
Qian opened her eyes, moaned and whimpered, “Ye Hua…I’m ready…. Don’t stop…Yes.. just like that. I love you.”
Ye Hua breathlessly panted as he increased his pace. When Qian Qian hit her peak, she held on to Ye Hua’s body tightly, as her insides squeezed and tightened around his throbbing manhood. With his final stroke, he clenched, released his essence deep into her and lost himself, in the unsurpassable pleasure of his peak. Ye Hua wasn’t able to move; he immobilized by the intensity of his climax.
When Ye Hua finally regained his senses, he opened his eyes and saw Qian Qian staring at him in tears. Ye Hua became afraid. Worry filled his deep, expressive eyes and Ye Hua asked softly,
“Qian Qian, Did I hurt you?”
She nodded her head as tears ran down her face and whispered, “No Ye Hua, you healed me. You healed my broken heart. Thank you for waiting so patiently for me. I love you. I do.”
Ye Hua’s eyes begin to water as he placed his forehead against hers and whispered back, “I would have waited an eternity for you. I worship you. I love you, Qian Qian.”
As Ye Hua looked at his stunning wife, he saw Qian Qian’s aura suddenly become brighter and glow. She had ascended to High Goddess. Qian Qian had passed her heavenly trial. Ye Hua and Mo Yuan had been Qian Qian’s trial of the bitterness of heartbreak and the will to find unconditional new love.
to be continued……………