報復 Bàofù: Revenge: Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms Fanfiction Ch 20 NSFW Warning: Aggressive Language

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Remembrances…..

It was three days. Only three days had passed but it felt like an eternity without her. Bai Qian left for Nine Heavens right after attending the Eastern Sea Banquet with Ye Hua, and Mo Yuan hadn’t had a proper night’s rest since her departure.

Their last night together on Kunlun Mountain was far from what Mo Yuan expected or imagined but the thrill. The indisputable thrill of their heated physical union. Suddenly, his cheeks flushed crimson and his breath quickened excitedly as the arousing remembrances of their lustful, bodily joining flooded his mind entirely.

Warrior God…..

Mo Yuan recalled the first time he saw Bai Qian nude, never had he seen such immense grace, beauty and visible sensuality in one human being. The image of her provoked a profound animalistic level of desire and carnal lust in him. That was somewhat frightening because his appetite, his craving for her completely shook him to the core. All he knew was that he wanted her for himself. Forever.

Luckily for Mo Yuan, she accepted his marriage proposal and during the past two hundred years, it was him freely touching her. He was the only one. Now he was reveling in a perfect moment, the heat of Bai Qian’s beautiful mouth licking the swollen head of his sex was flawless. Stroking and rhythmically sliding her hand up and down, while expertly twirling her wet tongue around his hard shaft.

He in return was indulging in the sensual visual of parted, creamy, silky thighs and Bai Qian’s pink tantalizing virginal flower presented on his face. Her deep rose colored outer lips in need of a kiss. And just past her twin petals, her entry a narrow opening with a rosy intact ring of innocence.

The flavor of her was sweet like honey. Creamy, milky and candied. The sugary aftertaste of her nectar was enough to drive a man insane. It was from personal experience as to how Mo Yuan knew she could send a man into psychosis. Madness he knew because his urgent tongue hungrily lapped up the fuel of his disorder willingly and gladly.

And if the taste of her wasn’t intoxicating enough, the bouquet of her was floral and feminine. The fragrances exuding from Bai Qian’s body saturated the air around them. Combined with the heady, intoxicating perfume of their physical intimacy created a unique blend scented atmosphere.

They were in the sexually pleasing position of mutual oral pleasure. Bai Qian was provocatively lying on top of him as Mo Yuan ran his big, strong hands over her round bottom. She intuitively tilted her curvy hips grinding herself to the rhythm of his consumption of her.

Warm, silken, soft and invitingly receptive was her body as always but her mind. To Mo Yuan, her emotions and feelings were closed and inaccessible. It was sad. Disturbing to watch her go through the all motions without feeling a thing. She never showed any signs of arousal or enjoyment. Even now she was silent and hushed, while he hungrily devoured her lower treasure as Bai Qian was actively grinding herself on his face. Her frigid response or lack of response was regrettably typical.

He’d grown used to her impassivity and in the midst of his feasting, Bai Qian abruptly stood, turned around and positioned herself between his muscular thighs and coolly explained, “Now, you’ll be able to watch yourself come in my mouth.”

Mo Yuan rapidly pushed himself up on his elbows, watched the erotic show of her seductively sucking and licking his manhood to perfection. His hard twitching sex now intentionally placed between her full heavenly breasts. She pushed them together to encase him in her delicious flesh, and the sensual movements were subtle bouncing. The blissful touch was flawless with her hot mouth ravishing the fat, precum covered head of his thick sword.

“You’re so beautiful that I could watch you forever.” Mo Yuan whispered and moaned raspy, hoarse sounds.

Close, on the brink of climax due to the intoxicating rapture from her accomplished skill of oral pleasure. Bai Qian could effortlessly bring him to orgasm speedily. She proceeded smoothly and didn’t skip a beat. Not even a single moment’s pause and without stopping her physical motions, she raised her dark eyes and met his gaze. She watched him to calculate his arousal.

She precisely knew how to make his arousal soar. Looking overly provocative, she suddenly sped up and sucked on him with more pressure. Bai Qian released him from her breasts and her firmly grasping hands took their place. Deeply into her greedy mouth and throat, she devoured him while swiftly moving her hands until Mo Yuan came in her mouth. She didn’t stop until she sucked him dry. She swallowed his nectar and casually took a couple sips of water to rinse out her mouth.

“My Shì qī, what am I going to do without you?” Mo Yuan asked while tenderly kissing the top of her head. Bai Qian laid on his muscular chest in his protective arms, while he ran his long fingers lovingly through her silky hair.

A single humored chuckle came from her lips and Bai Qian said somewhat nonchalantly, “I guess you’ll have to take care of yourself…manually. You’ll be fine. Why not go into seclusion then you won’t miss me at all.”

What nonsense Mo Yuan thought to himself and deliberately rolled her over so he was now on top. Intently staring into her dull, lifeless eyes, he declared, “I’m going to visit you in Nine Heavens so I can’t go into seclusion. Since we’re going to be separated, I should have my ways with you now while I can.”

He smiled and showered her lovely face with light kisses adoringly. On her graceful neck, Mo Yuan purposely left behind reddish bruise like love marks. Hickies on her fair, flawless skin where it was most eye catching. He used his magic so she couldn’t erase them. Only time would make them fade and disappear but they would remain long enough for Ye Hua to see. His marks. Even if Bai Qian didn’t tell him about them, Mo Yuan knew a time would come when he and his twin would talk about her face to face.

In Mo Yuan’s mind, there was a level of profound cruelty letting Ye Hua find out about his and Bai Qian’s engagement, when everyone else received the official declaration of their pending marriage. As his older brother, he hoped that one pain he could save him from experiencing. Or at least, make it less traumatic.

Bai Qian’s cold, impersonal, informal way of delivering the truth was beyond painful and cruel. Unless she genuinely didn’t know how Ye Hua still felt about her. Her method of presentation was pure evil.

“I love you.” Mo Yuan whispered.

He forced his worries of Ye Hua out of his mind. Mo Yuan wasn’t in a comfortable position to worry about others, when he was in the most precarious state. There was a chance he could lose Bai Qian to her past love. Lose her to Ye Hua.

Instead, Mo Yuan closed his eyes and lost himself in the exquisite sensation of her presence. He explored and devoured her perfect young body. Kissing and licking her luscious full breasts. Her delicious breasts. He pushed them together, and his tongue leisurely washed over them horizontally, before sucking one edible berry-like nipple after the other. Swiftly growing erect again in the process. Bai Qian had that effect on him, always.

Automatically she ran her fingers through his loose hair and replied in a dispassionate tone, “I know you love me but it’s time for me to go. I’m attending the Eastern Sea Banquet tomorrow so I need to rest.”

There were many times when her brisk behavior was painful, hurtful and this was one of those moments. Bai Qian was planning on leaving him for three years, and didn’t feel the desire to linger with him all night or as long as she could.

“Stay with me tonight. I need you. Let me make love to you. I want to be inside you.”

Mo Yuan lovingly proposed trying his best not to sound too needy, but his soft voice was becoming hoarse with desire. The closeness of her tantalizing body inflamed his extreme passion for her, as he rubbed the head of his hard sex against her private closed entry. He moaned softly from the intense pleasure.

Solemnly she answered, “Shifu, I thought we were waiting for our wedding night?”

He held her face tenderly with both hands and smiled cherishing her beautiful face. The sheer love he felt for Bai Qian overwhelmed him. Passionately and deeply pressing his lips to her full luscious mouth. His tongue moved into her mouth and twisted with hers. Mo Yuan placed his forehead lightly against hers and sighed when she broke their kiss first.

“No, let’s not wait until the wedding. You’re going to be my wife so there isn’t a need to delay. Unless you have another reason you’re not telling me.” Mo Yuan questioned slightly afraid of her reply.

The greatest keeper of secrets was Bai Qian. Her secrets that his gaze searched but as usual, she exposed nothing. She was the master of hiding, concealment, and camouflage. She contemplated his words and studied his face with slightly furrowed brows. Mo Yuan questioned. No, he anxiously worried. Was she purposely delaying and saving herself for Ye Hua? The rush of jealousy ignited in him again fiercely.

He felt nervous, ashamed and embarrassed but he was testing Bai Qian. Testing her loyalty to him, questioning her promise to marry him due to his insecurities and doubts that wouldn’t wane within him. They only intensified, grew and multiplied knowing she would be with Ye Hua.

Mo Yuan stared into her eyes looking for answers but instead, what he saw made him more afraid. There was once a time when he knew her thoughts, her feelings, her desires just by her gaze alone. Now she had such unreadable eyes. Bai Qian’s dark gaze was indecipherable. Had she caught his testing of her and of course, she did. She saw right through him as always.

Her silent response to reassurance was wordlessly grabbing his readiness, and intentionally positioned him against her. She tried to descend on him but Mo Yuan stopped her from hurting herself. Secretly he was ecstatic, and it would be a lie to say he wasn’t thrilled and entirely relieved with her response. If she was willing to let him deflower her, then she was sincerely planning on marrying him and her words about being over Ye Hua were truths.

He whispered, “My Shì qī, let me do it slowly. Stop me if it’s too painful.”

“Don’t worry about hurting me. I’ll be fine.” Bai Qian replied indifferently.

Mo Yuan stroked himself against her growing anxious with need, but there wasn’t enough moisture and she was dry. Too dry to enter so he deliberately licked his palm a couple of times and used his saliva to wet himself. Concentrating on controlling his depth of penetration, he stroked her with himself. He pushed forward and she said nothing. Not a word or a sound did she make. It was difficult to gauge her pain because she was expressionless.

A part of Mo Yuan wanted to stop. He wasn’t blind. He could apparently see his and her feelings were different. It was clear Bai Qian didn’t feel the same as himself, but the jealous man in him pushed further into her innocence and ripped through her virginal seal. Her intact hymen, he broke through it and suddenly there was warm sticky wetness from her.

Tearing her open caused a loud gasp but it came from Mo Yuan due to her tight hold. However, she didn’t even utter a sound or bat an eyelash or blink. Nor did she flinch from the pain. He wondered if it was possible for a woman not to experience pain when first opened? How was it possible for her to not feel anything and the lack of reaction from her was soul crushing. Broken inside was Bai Qian and all he wanted was to heal her with his love.

“My love, am I hurting you? Do you want me to stop?” Mo Yuan asked tenderly.

Even though she didn’t express any physical discomfort, he worried because she was his love. Bai Qian’s lack of response, her absence of feelings was heartbreaking.

She replied calmly, “No, don’t stop. I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt. You can go all the way. Deeper.”

Mo Yuan placed his elbows on the outside of her shoulders and caressed her face with both hands. The love poured from his eyes, when he passionately crushed his mouth to hers and entered her inner warmth. The heat was intoxicating and euphoric. His diving strokes were slow, tender, slightly sticky and wet from her blood.

It was heaven for him. The feel of being enfolded by her tightly. Such sweetness. Mo Yuan plunged into her and reveled in the hot inner warmth. Bai Qian was silent but he felt her body tremble slightly and suddenly an increase of moisture, a surge of wetness made his insertions slick and smooth. She could control her mind but her body betrayed her. She wasn’t anywhere near climax but there was some physical response.

Mo Yuan soothed lovingly, “I won’t hurt you. Ever. I only want to love you. Let me love you and allow yourself to let go. Please Seventeen. Let yourself feel.”

Being called by her old name Seventeen threw her off guard. Bai Qian gasped and unshed tears momentarily shimmered in her eyes. His tender words broke through her emotional barrier temporarily, and her increased wetness was evidence to her body’s surrender. But swiftly she raised her barricade around herself, because it was her now practiced and perfected characteristic.

It was difficult to continue when she was so cold and Mo Yuan felt defeated tried to pull out, when she roughly pushed down with both hands on his backside to keep him from stopping. Bai Qian wanted him to proceed and in all honesty, he didn’t want to stop either. He moved slowly and pumped into her silky wetness with deep diving thrusting strokes. He gave her all of himself. All of his girth and still not a peep. Not a single word passed her lips from her.

Then she finally spoke and used the most obscene pornographic language, he never expected to hear from her sweet lips.

She came back harder and colder due to her small emotional breakdown. It was her turn to test Mo Yuan when Bai Qian asked in a taunting tone with a spark in her eyes, “How does my cunt feel? Does fucking me feel good as you expected?”

The vocabulary was offensive, vulgar, indecent but her words only intensified his mad lust when Mo Yuan surprised himself and growled back, “Yes, I love fucking your hot tight cunt. I need to break you in before you leave me and go to Nine Heavens.”

It surprised Mo Yuan to hear her laugh at his obscene response. His unexpected crude answer made her chuckle somewhat delighted. She suddenly dropped her head back, sharply arched into him and commanded in a sultry, sexy voice, “Then break me in and fuck me harder.”

He only wanted to please her as always. Mo Yuan sped up and continued his intense internal attack. There wasn’t anything tender or gentle about her defloration. It was rough, harsh and crude. However, for the first time since they became intimate two hundred years ago, she finally showed a flash of emotion on her face. Thoroughly entertained was she. That’s how Bai Qian appeared to see the side of him that was crude, vulgar and unrefined.

She stated, “I like this side of you, Shifu. Being noble and proper all the time doesn’t suit you. You’re a Warrior God with infinite power. You can do anything you want. I loathe weak men who drop on bent knees for others.”

It was madness but her unusual behavior, her obscene language made him feel as if he were on edge, the brink of insanity. He licked his lips and swiftly, fluidly his body moved like the warrior he is. Mo Yuan with tiny movement rose to his knees and roughly, effortlessly as if she were a rag doll, he yanked her up to his pelvis by her hips and pounded into her forcibly with all his might. He felt like a wild animal. Beastly.

So severe was his pounding insertions, her bleeding increased drastically ran down her backside and down his thighs but she murmured pleased, “Yes, this is who you are. Strong, powerful. My Shifu. My Warrior God.”

A beautiful smile came to her full lips and Bai Qian watched him intently with focused, dark, sparkling eyes and commanded, “Harder!”

A wild rush of adrenaline overcame him as if he were going into a savage battle. Mo Yuan thrust into her in a way that was closer to a violation. ‘Rape’ but this was what she wanted. In the end, he knew he would always do whatever she desired.

The physical sensation was exquisite and like nothing, he’d ever known before. Ever. And their bodily union was primal, violent and raw. He loudly grunted with every pleasure inducing thrust. Descending, sinking and drowning in an indescribable ecstasy.

“I’M COMING SO HARD INSIDE YOU!” Mo Yuan roared and loudly bellowed out so fiercely that the sound traveled through his privacy spell, and everyone on Kunlun Mountain heard him say that he was coming inside her.

Mo Yuan struggled to catch his winded, ragged breaths and focus his scattered thoughts. He looked down at her in utter disbelief. Who was this obscenely arousing woman in his bed staring back at him? Was this the real Bai Qian? And if so he was addicted to her and obsessed with her. Now he was terrified of himself and his action that would follow because he was now treading on unknown territory. His love just became an obsession and he knew he would die before he would ever release her.

“You’re bleeding too much, my love. Why? Why did you want it so rough? How much did I hurt you? Be honest with me.” Now his lust was fulfilled for the moment, Mo Yuan’s full concern instantly shifted back to Bai Qian. The amount of her bleeding concerned him.

How nonchalant was her reply when she casually said, “I’m not hurt at all. I bled a lot with Ye Hua too. I’ll clean it up.”

She rose to leave the bed but Mo Yuan speedily grabbed her ankle, and his cheeks reddened as he asked somewhat angrily, “How can you bring Ye Hua up at a time like this? Are you sure you’re over him? I’m starting to worry about letting you go.”

“Why? Don’t you trust me? If I wanted Ye Hua, I would have gone to him by now.” Bai Qian answered without expression.

His head was throbbing. Mo Yuan massaged his forehead, chuckled but in total disbelief. He reminded her and spoke. “Don’t forget we’re engaged. We have the same face but remember, I’m not Ye Hua. I’ve never hurt you and I never took you eyes or broke your heart. I’d kill someone before I’d let anyone harm you. Always remember how much I love you.”

There was nothing else he could say. Mo Yuan was heavyhearted. However, as usual, he hid his pain and delicately cleaned first Bai Qian and then himself. Slowly, gently made tender love to her like he wanted to deflower her all night, and into the morning until she left to meet Ye Hua. He couldn’t stand to see her go.

It was childish and he knew it but Mo Yuan covered her entire body with his love marks.

To be continued…..