Shameless Immortal: Emperor of Ten Thousand Beauties

The oppressive, heavy silence of the room was broken only by the thick, wet sounds of He Lan's throat struggling to accommodate Shen Yu's massive, expanded length.

Ggghk… glough… hmnnn…

Shen Yu took things deliberately slow at first, allowing the sheer psychological weight of his sudden dominance to sink into her mind. His grip on her hair was iron-clad, tilting her head at an unyielding angle that forced her face flush against his lower abdomen.

With slow, heavy, deliberate thrusts of his hips, he began to draw his monstrous shaft nearly all the way out, letting her catch a desperate, ragged breath, before burying it right back down to the hilt, stretching the corners of her mouth to their absolute limits.

He Lan's hands clutched frantically at his thighs, her fingers digging uselessly into the dense, marble-like muscle hidden beneath the displaced white and gold garments.

Tears of pure physical reflex streamed down her burning cheeks, smearing her premium cosmetics, yet her expression was devoid of any resistance.

Her pupils were wildly dilated, glazed over with a volatile mixture of breathless shock and absolute, fanatical ecstasy.

Inside her mind, her thoughts were in a complete, chaotic whirl, melting under the raw heat of his presence.

'Ah… heavens… it's so deep… it's touching my very core…' He Lan gasped internally, her mind reeling as a heavy, thick layer of drool escaped the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin.

'I… I thought we would make beautiful, passionate love tonight. I thought he would hold me gently, whisper sweet things, and treat me like the proud daughter of the He Clan…'

'But he's not holding back at all. He's completely using me. He's treating my face like a mere toy for his pleasure…'

Slurp… glough… mgghh!

Shen Yu suddenly shifted his rhythm, the slow pacing melting away into a sharp, ruthless velocity. He began to pump his hips with a hard, bruising momentum, vein-pulsing rod relentlessly into her mouth.

The sheer friction and heat generated by the Bliss-Expanding Pill made her entire face feel like it was on fire.

Yet, as she stared up into those piercing, predatory golden eyes looking down at her like an apex predator evaluating a piece of meat, her internal monologue took a deeply submissive, devoted turn.

'But I don't care… I don't care that he is using me like this!' She cried out in her own mind, a hot, violent wave of wetness instantly drenching her undergarments at the thought.

'Look at him… look at his eyes. This is the true side of the Golden Paragon. He isn't just a saint, he is also a man of towering, monstrous desires, and he chose me to satisfy them first!'

'To be used by a future peerless cultivator, to have his grand, powerful hands gripping my hair so roughly… it feels incredible. It feels so right. I want to please him. I want to be the best tool he has ever used!'

"Mmmph! Gggglk! Ghnnn!" He Lan moaned desperately around the thick intrusion, her throat constricting around the pulsing crown.

She actively leaned into the brutal rhythm, overriding her body's natural urge to gag. With a sudden burst of frantic determination, she sucked harder, using her tongue to tightly wrap around the stretching width of his shaft, desperately trying to maximize his friction and make him feel better.

Shen Yu looked down at her tear-stained, drooling face, highly amused by the sheer depth of devotion shining within her watery gaze.

His dark smirk widened. He reached down with his free hand, his long fingers casually tracing the wet line of saliva trailing down her chin, before lightly tapping her cheek.

"Fascinating," Shen Yu murmured, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that vibrated straight through her skull. "You possess quite the talent, Lady He. It seems you truly understand your purpose tonight."

Hearing his deep praise, He Lan's eyes sparked with a fanatical, dangerous joy. She gripped his solid thighs even tighter, her head bobbing in a messy, wet, and utterly uninhibited frenzy, fully surrendering her dignity to the merciless rhythm of her lord.

The wet, heavy sounds of the merciless friction echoed off the polished jade panels of the sealed lounge.

Shen Yu's movements remained entirely unhurried yet completely crushing, each deep plunge of his hips forcing He Lan's head back until her throat straightened out completely to accommodate the terrifying girth of his shaft.

Drool and sweet spiritual wine mixed together, trailing down her neck and staining the collar of her fine dress, but she kept her eyes wide, staring up at him with an almost religious fervor.

"Mmmph—! Ggghlk!"

Her muffled moans were thick with a sensory overload that was systematically dismantling her high-born sanity.

Watching from the back, Mu Rongxue's breath caught in her throat. Her bare breasts pressed tightly against the solid line of Shen Yu's back, her erect nipples tingling violently from the heat radiating off his marble-like skin. She slid her hands over his broad shoulders, her fingers tracing the dense musculature of his collarbones.

"Young Master Tang... look at how beautifully she takes you," Rongxue whispered, her voice husky and dripping with envy as she pressed her lips against the side of his neck, inhaling his intoxicating masculine scent.

"Look at me too... please. I want to feel that ruthlessness. I want you to dominate me just like that."

Shen Yu didn't immediately answer her. Instead, he tightened his iron grip on He Lan's hair, pulling her face back slowly, deliberately, until his dark-veined shaft slid nearly to the very tip of her wet lips.

He paused for a fraction of a second, letting her look up into his merciless golden eyes, before driving it back down in one massive, uninterrupted thrust.

Thwack!

The brutal impact deep against the back of her throat caused He Lan's entire frame to shudder violently.

Her legs gave out completely, her knees sliding uselessly on the plush carpet as she slumped entirely against his legs, completely anchored and held upright only by the vicious grip he maintained on her hair.

Inside He Lan's mind, the world had shrunk down to nothing but the intense, burning heat between her lips and the absolute, unyielding power of the man above her.

As he continued to ruthlessly dominate He Lan's mouth, Shen Yu reached back with his other hand, his powerful fingers locking onto Mu Rongxue's bare shoulder.

With a single, effortless tug, he pulled her from behind his back straight around to his front. Before she could even gasp, he captured her lips in a deep, bruising kiss.

Rongxue felt a violent surge of pure, ecstatic gladness ripple through her entire body.

She was completely thrilled, her mind exploding with excitement as she frantically kissed her hero back, her tongue desperately tangling with his.

She arched her spine, aggressively pressing her exceptionally large, bare breasts flat against his solid, sculpted chest, molding her erect nipples against his hot skin.

"Fuuu... ahhn..." Su Lian panted heavily from the edge of the cushions, her fingers buried deeply between her own soaking-wet thighs.

The sight of both He Lan and Mu Rongxue being so thoroughly, effortlessly subdued by their idol, one being choked ruthlessly between his thighs while the other was being violently kissed, combined with the lingering, bruising sting on her own nipples where Shen Yu had bitten her earlier, pushed her into a state of absolute, hysterical arousal.

She aggressively rubbed her clitoris, her hips jerking off the carpet in erratic, desperate thrusts.

"Oh, heavens... Young Master Tang... fuck her... break her throat!" Su Lian cried out shamelessly, her voice cracked with lust.

"Look at how dirty she is for you... I want it next... I want to taste you so badly! Ahhh~!"

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