金龍 Jīnlóng: Golden Dragon: Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms Fanfiction Ch 38B NSFW

Low audible groans sounded in the late summer night atmosphere and a faint; a hushed moaning noise echoed in the wedding chamber, as their seeking bodies discovered, connected, melted and rendered into one another, finally.

That particular night would be the first of many evenings to come for Bai Qian to be Mo Yuan’s legal wife, and most willingly she yielded herself entirely. She gave herself to him as his powerful body settled over her, and dominated her in sweet surrender.

Mo Yuan began his taking of her, making Bai Qian his wife, his woman with a desire filled passionate kiss. Moreover, that unending heated tongue lashing kiss was urgent and demanding from the start. His invading tongue penetrated her open mouth repeatedly in the same way his manhood would later enter her mouth, and her lower treasure…

The tantalizing desire. The tempting need to be deep inside her intensified when an unexpected deluge of excessive wetness, and moisture slathered Bai Qian’s already soaking wet bloom. He desired to take her immediately when her sleek, smooth legs enclosed around Mo Yuan’s backside. His need grew even more when she shifted, sharply tilted her hips and purposely pressed her soft mound to his readiness.

That enticing and titillating sensation of her on his phallus made his manhood jerk tensely. It caused Mo Yuan to abruptly break their fiery kiss, dropped and hang his head forward. He groaned in a hoarse, and raspy tone when Bai Qian blatantly rubbed herself against him.

The warm slickness. The heated wetness of her sweet molasses dripped, shifted and transferred onto him. To her constant provocative grinding, his manhood twitched from the stimulating sensation once, twice then thrice.

Mo Yuan whimpered from the sudden discomfort and pain of his necessity, before speedily descending to her inviting luscious bosoms. His intimate exploration of her continued as he hungrily cupped, fondled and stroked Bai Qian’s ample, rounded breasts. He did this, before taking them in his voracious mouth that descended on them in an urgent consumption.

He gorged himself on her womanly treasures, and Mo Yuan greedily moved from one delicious breast to the other. He was utterly ravenous and delirious with immediate, intense arousal. His mouth. His tongue. His lips kissed, licked, tasted and sucked on her sensitive darkened areolas and hardened nipples fervently, like a parched man who had discovered a hidden well in the desert.

While his insatiable mouth devoured her twin jewels, Mo Yuan’s wandering hand coasted and traveled down below with purpose. He reached wetness, found what he was searching for and uttered breathlessly, “Qian’er, you’re soaking wet.”

She was beyond damp, and her excessive moisture heightened his already raised arousal. Mo Yuan groaned huskily, pressed his index and third fingers together to touch her. Gradually he stroked the full distance of her soaking, pink crevasse which grew moister from the pressure of his touch, and she was enthusiastic.

Bai Qian’s eager body was ready for his private possession, and he was ready to claim her. However, first, Mo Yuan discreetly check her closed female entry. He gingerly pressed against her closed hymen, and his fingertip bounced back from the tight tension of her intact ring of innocence.

Mo Yuan’s hunger filled voice was now one of profound apprehension, and real concern when he said, “I think this is going to hurt you a lot. You seem narrower and more sealed even more than when you were a mortal. I need time to prepare your body so you can endure the pain. Bear with me.”

She heard him. A beautiful and gentle smile came to her full shapely lips. Bai Qian quickly answered without hesitation, and repeated the same words Lifen had once spoken precisely. Bai Qian responded, “Husband, I love you and trust you. I’m not afraid. It’s necessary; needed to make me a woman, and it’s the only way to make another honeymoon baby.”

“Touch me again. Touch me down below. I want you.” Bai Qian purred seductively.

Mo Yuan kissed her lovely breasts and complied to her wishes, then spread her sugary nectar – her sweet juice – all over her soft, silky, female folds. His accomplished fingertips massaged and stroked Bai Qian’s moistened intimate chasm, before steadily scaling up to touch her exposed swollen pinkish jewel.

Then with his skillful middle finger, Mo Yuan carefully flicked her sensitive outer hooded button until it protruded out further, and deliberately manipulated it with constant circular motions. He used her slippery nectar to wet the delicate area, so the smooth movement was polished, slick and perpetual. Bai Qian was drowning in her pleasure and that was his goal to please her.

He desired to satisfy Bai Qian and make her feel good. She appeared to know and held her breath in sweet anticipation. Her big, round, brown eyes followed his every moves anxiously when Mo Yuan gathered, pushed and held her breasts together in one massive hand, and licked them with creeping horizontal sweeps.

She cried out in ecstasy. Mo Yuan continued to worship her beautiful breasts, while stroking and stimulating her sensitive, delicate clitoris. He caressed her with increasing speed and pressure. And it didn’t take long before Bai Qian reached her pleasure peak. She orgasmed. So provocatively she moaned, cried out repeatedly as she reached her climax and when she came, it was like a waterfall down below.

The massive surge of wetness on his fingertips made Mo Yuan’s dark eyes glimmer with bubbling excitement, and lust. He pulled his fingers up to his face and eagerly sucked the sweetness off his digits. Bai Qian’s delicious honey stimulated him more as he speedily shifted, descended between her milky parted thighs and gaped blatantly at her explicit beauty.

She blushed uncontrollably, giggled demurely like an embarrassed schoolgirl when Mo Yuan wantonly gawked, and stared at her sweet honeysuckle flower. It was luscious, exquisite and bewitching. He deeply inhaled her unique womanly scent. It didn’t surprise him that she smelled edible and delicious.

Bai Qian smelled as tempting as she looked. Her outer petals were a darker rose shade, perhaps similar undertone as her nipples but lighter in hue. Her feminine folds were full, plump and silky soft so he kissed them. Mo Yuan purposely parted her and exposed a slick, flushed, rosy center. It was the same roseate color as the inside of her lips and mouth. It was utterly kissable so he gave her treasure a smooch, a french kiss that is and tasted her.

He licked her again and again. Loudly Bai Qian groaned from the intense pleasure and placed her hand on his head. She raised her voluptuous hips, and intentionally ground herself against his flat elongated tongue. So provocative. So sensuous. Entirely aroused, she rolled and gyrated her body to the movements of his oral consumption of her.

Breathlessly Bai Qian panted, murmured, moaned, cried out and her body tensed tightly like a pulled back coil. She was ready to climax again. However, Mo Yuan recognized her body’s signals. Intentionally changed his licking tongue’s rhythm, and shifted his area of concentration to delay her peak.

He did this again and again and again. He purposely enhanced her arousal, her need with oral pleasure but without bringing her to orgasm. He did this several times to raise her necessity. Her urgent body demanded more, couldn’t endure the teasing for long and Bai Qian begged, “Mo Gēge… I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to lose my mind.” She whimpered, “I need you deep inside me. I need you now.”

His preparation was complete. Mo Yuan immediately ascended up her overly stimulated body, and pressed his lips to hers. Bai Qian wordlessly reached out and firmly seized him. Intentionally she massaged, and pressed the swollen head of his ready sex against her alluring slit with titillating vertical sweeps, before positioning him directly against her intact hymen.

Mo Yuan felt Bai Qian’s hot body tighten and tense as she braced herself for the pain. He listened to her silent body language, followed her lead then pushed, ripped and tore in as he entered her narrow space with a single prodding jab.

Immediately Bai Qian cried out loudly from the sharp pain, while Mo Yuan gasped audibly from the crushing pressure of her inner hold. The different sensations were unbelievable due to the extremities. She was excessively slippery, sticky and warm. So beckoning but she was snug, narrow and compact- too compressing.

She was too tight and he had to pull out. Deliberately he withdrew himself entirely but he craved, and his body demanded to be inside her warm inner sanctuary again. Therefore, Mo Yuan penetrated her again with slow progressively creeping speed. However, he couldn’t hold himself back and gave her all his length and plunged deep. Her body involuntarily spasmed from his low diving insertions.

Mo Yuan saw her suffering, released their joined hands, and tenderly wiped away the wetness on her face from her tears. “I love you and I’m so sorry for hurting you.” She replied promptly, “I love you too. I’m fine and it’s alright. I can handle the pain. Don’t stop.”

Bai Qian said this but her cheeks were hot, rosy and crimsoned as she breathed with labored panting inhalations. She was in pain and discomfort. He knew it. However, Mo Yuan couldn’t stop but instead, he concentrated on his thrusts and tried not to speed up too soon.

It would hurt her more if he delayed and were to withdraw all the way. It was more beneficial for her if he gradually stretched her out from within, and in all honesty, he couldn’t bring himself to leave the euphoria of her intimate warmth.

Alternatively, he intently watched her face and listened to her body for signs, while penetrating her with careful, measured and steady strokes. Bai Qian grimaced, and whimpered when the tip of his sword hit her inner cervical barricade at the end of his descent.

Mo Yuan was in the deepest part of her and he gave her continuous steady thrusts. Suddenly she stopped crying out and could readily accommodate him entirely. It felt like sheer heaven when Bai Qian loosened up ever so slightly.

The sensation of being tightly encased by her was incredible. Mo Yuan loudly groaned at the very same time as she. And Bai Qian abruptly dropped her head back. Her silky legs that had been securely enclosed around him released, gathered and drew up closer to the sides of her body as she widened her spread for him.

He felt her tension melt like rendering fat on the fire. Bai Qian’s rigid body softened and her breathing didn’t sound labored or forced. Instead, most provocatively she moaned and a look of absolute rapture overcame her face.

“Husband… I love you.” She purred seductively then growled like a cat in estrus, in full heat, “I’m ready now and you don’t have to hold back anymore. Please give it to me. I want all of you.”

She was ready and Mo Yuan passionately kissed her one last time, before swiftly he launched himself up off her upper torso. He extended his arms straight, planted his palms by the sides of her body directly above her bent and raised knees.

Mo Yuan took a few deep inhales and exhales, then sharply dipped his hips, thrust deep and sunk fully into her newly blossomed flower. He gave her all of himself as she’d asked of him and descended into her deep inner core. He entered, withdrew and entered her again and again, like speeding piston pumping into the heart of her femininity continually.

Provocatively Bai Qian moaned out in pure ecstasy, “Don’t stop. Feels incredible… That’s it. I’m coming… I’m coming so hard… Ahhhh, now…”

As she approached climax, Bai Qian’s hands vigorously stimulated her beautiful breasts, and rolled edible nipples between her fingertips. Euphorically she cried out from her intense pleasure peak and she wasn’t alone. No, Mo Yuan was right there with her, panting and making loud grunting sounds, while thrusting into her open bloom with vigorous penetrations.

He sped up, rammed low in between her silken inside folds a few more times, before abruptly seizing from his powerful orgasm. Mo Yuan growled back, “You feel too incredible…so wet and tight. I’m coming too…”

Almost violently Mo Yuan clenched, jerked then paused as his phallus pulsated and released. Most deliberately he withdrew and reentered, as his manhood throbbed and discharged all his seeds.

He experienced an unbelievably powerful climax before collapsing on Bai Qian. He was breathless as Mo Yuan rested his head against her chest, while his body trembled and shuddered.

He didn’t budge for a few moments, and it took a few long minutes for Mo Yuan to regather his scattered thoughts. He laid perfectly tranquil and quietly listened to Bai Qian’s still racing heartbeat.

Mo Yuan rested while she casually raked, and ran her fingertips through his slightly sweat dampened hair. Eventually, he raised his head, opened his eyes and noticed his new wife intently staring up at him.

She was smiling, fighting the urge to giggle and teased. “My darling husband, you’ve held out on me, haven’t you? That felt much different than what we did when I was a mortal.”

Mo Yuan grinned and explained his reserve. “I would have killed Lifen if I did that to her. I might have split her little body into two pieces.”

She scoffed at him and ridiculed, “That was an extremely passive and underhanded way of bragging about your large size.”

Mo Yuan took his open palm, ran it flat over her face from the top of her head to the tip of her chin, and shifted off her body. He laid beside her, pulled Bai Qian into his loving embrace and covered her forehead with kisses. She wrapped her arms around him, hugged him tightly and cooed with soft sighs of contentment.

She closed her eyes and rested momentarily. Mo Yuan played with the little, fine, short baby hairs on her hairline by her temples. Bai Qian suddenly shoved him on his back, and sprawled out across his broad chest then ask in earnest.

Bai Qian curiously questioned, “When can we go it again? Husband, I see a basin with clean water. I’ll clean us off and we can do it again but this time, more and longer…and harder. Much harder…”

“Whatever my darling wife desires because I’m here to please her. My Queen Bai Qian, I’m at your disposal.” Mo Yuan replied, and watched her leap off the oversized bed before he finished his sentence. She returned with a bowl of warm water and a soft towel then gently washed him.

Mo Yuan asked, “How much did you bleed this time? Less or more than last time?”

“About the same as the first time but I’m less sore than I was. Maybe it has to do with immortal healing or something like that.” Bai Qian responded as she deftly cleaned him, and then herself before placing the dirty water in the far corner of the room.

Quickly she came back with a wine bottle in her hand, and rested perched right beside him. She took a big swig and kissed Mo Yuan, so the powerful potent liqueur flowed into his mouth. However, it tasted pleasant and it warmed his body from the inside out.

Mo Yuan stared and drank in the breathtaking sight of his new wife, Bai Qian, as if she were wine. She resembled a whimsical fairy, or spirited young nymph naked with her long dark hair cascading everywhere. She unceremoniously took several sips of wine, before most lazily using her magic to get the fruit and pastries from the table nearby, instead of getting up and using her legs to walk.

The happy newlywed couple drank wine, ate fruit, moon-cakes and pastries in bed. They chatted, laughed then made love throughout the night, and once more in the middle of the night before finally drifting off into a peaceful slumber. Snuggled up in each other’s arms.

The next morning…

The lingering sensation of Mo Yuan’s fingertip roused Bai Qian from her dream or dreams. Slowly like lazy rolling rainwater, his finger deliberately traveled all down her feminine spine and left invisible brush strokes, as he wrote out characters with his unseen calligraphy.

The light swipes woke her. Bai Qian was flat on her stomach. She had slept deeply like a child. She yawned, rubbed her bare legs together and stretch them out. Then all the erotic memories from the night before immersed her brain making her realize not all was a dream. It was her wedding night and the first night as Mo Yuan’s wife.

“Good morning, husband.” Bai Qian’s soft voice sounded hoarse, still sleepy since it was early morning.

Mo Yuan kissed her shoulders lovingly and caressed her back. “Are you sore? Did I hurt you last night?”

Bai Qian chuckled faintly and replied, “I’m a little sore but I’ll live and I know what you’re writing on my back. It’s our love poem.” Said she then recited the infamous poetry:

“I want to be your love forever and ever,
Without break or decay.
When the hills are all flat,
The rivers are all dry.
When it thunders in winter,
When it snows in summer.
When heaven and earth mingle,
Not till then will I part from you.”

“You still remember the poem after all this time?” Bai Qian asked in a soft mumble. Mo Yuan’s lips now took place where his finger had drawn, and he kissed lovingly down her spine.

“How can I forget the moment of the most compelling seduction in my life? It was so stirring that I spontaneously proposed to you, and asked you to marry me that evening.” Replied Mo Yuan as he covered her back with tender kisses and slyly asked, “Qian’er, I know you’re sore, but would you think me too greedy if I wanted to make love to you again?”

She snickered and responded playfully, “You didn’t seem too worried, or concerned about my opinion of you when you took me in the middle of the night- like a bandit. So why are you acting so modest and polite now?”

He didn’t respond. However, now his lips gave way to his tongue and gave her extra pleasure. Mo Yuan slowly licked all the way down her graceful backbone, until he reached her indented and dimpled lower back.

Firmly he bit into the left side of her heart shaped bottom, reached over, separated her luscious thighs with his right hand. She heard Mo Yuan sucked in sharply, as he blatantly stared at her delicate honeysuckle blossom.

Then with his thick second and third fingers, Mo Yuan steadily stroked her silken protruding lower outer petals, and her body instantly came to life. Softly she moaned when he parted her folds, and rubbed the entire length of her moist crevasse with full enticing sweeps.

She felt soreness from his probing fingers gently caressing the sensitive area, where he had opened her the night before. “Ahh…so beautiful. Qian’er, your blossom down here is more beautiful than real flowers.” Mo Yuan uttered and his voice was full of need.

Bai Qian felt his fingers tenderly rub the sore spot where he had made her a woman. He covered and slathered her in fresh nectar that had drizzled from her honeypot, before sliding his fingers inside her newly blossomed flower. The sensual noise of wet friction from her sugar walls sounded with Mo Yuan’s manual penetration.

Gradually Mo Yuan pulled out his now glossy dew covered fingers, and Bai Qian’s body’s eagerness fueled his sexual appetite further. He positioned himself directly behind her, parted her legs wide, then guided his thick phallus into her wet tightness and she whimpered.

Bai Qian groaned from the satisfaction of his smooth and slick entry. The excessive dew from her bloom made his demanding insertions effortless. And the feeling of fullness, and becoming one with Mo Yuan propelled her arousal even more.

Everything about him turned Bai Qian on especially when his powerful, and muscular body directly tented over hers, as if Mo Yuan were in an upright push up position. His taut arms stayed tight, flexed and displayed his hard sculpted biceps, muscular forearms.

Mo Yuan’s flawless body drove her crazy with lust, and more of her slick moisture covered where their bodies met and joined to become one. He felt the sudden wetness between them and grunted with every insertion.

Mo Yuan’s long, silky loose hair dangled in his face, and swept across her exposed shoulders when his body swayed with his thrusting motions. Bai Qian sharply arched her lower back, and tilted her long swan-like neck up toward his striking face to meet his burning appetite filled gaze.

Mo Yuan’s deep, dark eyes smoldered as he securely supported and held her under her chin. With his right hand, he seized her before lowering his face towards her then kissed her intensely. His tongue slithered and coasted into her anxious waiting mouth, then sensuously encircled, entwined around her like a snake after finding it’s mate.

Their hot tempestuous kiss continued and remained while Mo Yuan made love to her. The intriguing sounds of bodily pleasure echoed in the space around them, when his defined pelvis firmly slapped against her round derriere on his descending thrusts.

Mo Yuan suddenly ended their heated French kiss, and sensuously licked her lips before propelling himself up on his knees. Bai Qian intuitively knew what he needed. She parted her thighs wider, pushed back on and against him with a sharp arch in her lower back. She shifted her bottom up towards him and entirely presented herself to his needs.

He groaned long and thick when he slid and entered her again. The fullness of Mo Yuan’s thrusting manhood stretched, and expanded her lower treasure to his male sex for a perfect fit. The sexual noises from them grew louder and louder in the air, as he banged into her with more power, more speed.

Bai Qian felt him suddenly widen more inside her, when Mo Yuan grabbed the sides of her hips. He pulled her towards him to absorb his strokes and sped up drastically.

His fingertips dug into her fleshy skin and the blissful pain was euphoric. She felt her body’s urgency rise when Mo Yuan purposely licked his fingers wet. He moved his right hand, and simultaneously rubbed her pink pearl without breaking his speed of penetration.

The level of bliss was madness. Insanity. She repeatedly cried out from her intense pleasure, as the titillating ticklish sensation of a pending orgasm appeared right on the brink. Mo Yuan seemed to sense Bai Qian’s state of readiness, and suddenly gave her everything he had.

The revealing sounds of his firm, taut thighs, and defined pelvis slapping against her round bottom loudly echoed in the room, and her ears. Bai Qian screamed out in sheer ecstasy overcome, swept away by her rapturous pleasure as she and Mo Yuan climaxed together, again and again.

They shared bodily pleasure all morning and after hours of intimacy, Bai Qian rested beside him and sulked, “Mo Gēge, since we’re married now, does that mean our love story is over?”

Affectionately Mo Yuan tapped the tip of her nose with his index finger, kissed her lips and replied, “No, our story’s not over. We still have our honeymoon that is never ending and we have eternity. Plus, as the old saying goes ‘it isn’t over until it’s over’ and we still have a honeymoon baby to make.”

They laid firmly side by side and relaxed in their post lovemaking bliss. Bai Qian hugged his head that was resting against her chest. She twirled a long strand of Mo Yuan’s hair around her index finger, while he languidly massaged her breasts, kissed and slowly sucked her nipples leisurely.

That was until an unexpected knocking on the door of their wedding chamber startled them both…stopped everything.

The newlywed couple froze when a faint female attendant’s voice called out, “High God Mo Yuan. Forgive the disturbance and we’re sorry to interrupt you two but breakfast is served.”

“The Fox Empress has prepared wild five mushroom congee with ginseng for you, and chilled sour plum soup for High Goddess.” Another voice finished the other’s sentence.

Gradually the heavy doors began to open. Mo Yuan swiftly covered both their bodies and concealed their nudity. Numerous soundless female attendants entered the wedding chamber, and worked diligently in complete silence.

Two male servants suddenly carried in a large table with many food items. Other servants covertly straightened up the room while other maids changed out the water, tea, wine and replaced the burned out incense burners.

Bai Qian curiously peeked out from the blankets, and chuckled most nervously before she asked, “How did you know we were awake? I certainly hope you haven’t been waiting outside our room since last night.”

All the servants in attendance blushed wildly, immediately lowered their gaze, and announced something that made both Mo Yuan and Bai Qian, gasp out in unison from sheer incredulity.

They said, “We heard you two speaking and knew you were awake. We have been in wait outside your room the entire time if you needed something. Gugu, is there anything you need or want?”

Abruptly, Bai Qian turned her widened eyes toward her now blushing husband, Mo Yuan, and sunk low into the covers. She buried her embarrassed face deep into his chest entirely mortified to discover there was an audience for their night, and morning of bodily pleasure.

Their awkward situation resulted in Mo Yuan, the Master of Kunlun Mountain, gaining a secretive nickname among the female deities. After what the many servants overheard on their wedding night, Mo Yuan became the ‘Master of Bodily Pleasure.’

However, the women who attended Bai Qian’s bachelorette party called Mo Yuan, the ‘Master of Cunnilingus.’

To be continued…..

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