Alisa was wearing a black gown that covered every part of her body except her slender neck and fingers, so one couldn’t judge her figure just by looking at her.
But now that he was hugging her, he could feel that this woman’s body was extremely soft. She smelled like morning dew, so refreshing and invigorating that it made his blood boil.
Although she tried to hide it, at this close distance he could see some traces of wrinkles around her eyes and the corners of her mouth.
But Lucian ignored them. As someone who loved to love milfs, his experience told him the older the woman, the more exquisite her charms.
And he had a feeling that this was related to her reaching her body’s potential limit. So if she broke through again, her body would surely return to her prime.
In addition, the system notified him that this woman had already been added to the Harem Members section, and he could view her status panel if desired.
However, at the moment, he chose to ignore it.
His hands roamed her curvaceous body, feeling the softness of her skin through the thin fabric.
She also didn’t stop him, deliberately slowing down their speed as Lucian’s hands continued to explore Alisa’s body, his fingers tracing the curves hidden beneath her gown slowly arousing her.
She shivered under his touch, her cool skin warming wherever his hands roamed.
“Earlier, why did you tell me that you’ll kill me if I couldn’t use the cultivation technique?” Lucian asked, “And then suddenly you changed behavior. So why should I believe you that you won’t betray me after completing your objective?”
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His hands still reached her plump breasts, cupping them gently. Even through the fabric, he could feel their softness and weight.
Alisa let out a small gasp, her grey eyes meeting his crimson ones.
“Ah, that…” she said, her voice breathy, “You see even if I want to I can’t.”
“What do you mean?” Seeing her nipples harden beneath the thin fabric, Lucian couldn’t resist.
He lowered his head and gently bit them through the gown, causing Alisa to gasp and arch her back.
“Ah! You… bit slowly… nhmm…” she moaned softly, her fingers tangling in his white hair.
slurp~ shlurp~ flick~ schluup~~
Lucian continued, alternating between gentle bites and soothing licks. Through the damp fabric, he could feel the pebbled texture of her areolas.
“Continue what you’re saying,” he murmured against her motherly breast.
Alisa replied stammeringly, her voice hitching as Lucian’s tongue swirled around her nipple, “You see… most Cultivation Techniques can be used for one Realm, then one needs to search for another to break through and reach the next stage. But both of ours can be cultivated upto Nascent stage. So all those potential candidates who came before you, I had no choice but to threaten them to show my authority when they asked too much. But as I was almost certain that you’re the person I’ve waiting for, I’ve explained a bit more to encourage you.”
“Wait! You didn’t kill them!?” Lucian paused, looking up at her with a raised eyebrow.
“If I had killed them back then, would I have an excuse for letting you go? Though I used Soul Lock Talismans to seal their memories of this place and the technique. They left thinking they failed some sort of test to become my disciple.”
Her fingers traced Lucian’s jawline as she continued, “But you, my dear, are different. The moment you successfully activated the [Celestial Flame Lotus], our Fates became intertwined. The technique itself forged a bond between us, one that cannot be easily broken. Without your help, I can’t make my Dao Lotus bloom.”
Finally, they entered a room filled with warmth. Soft white furs covered the floor, and a large bed situation in the middle of the room.
“Isn’t the sect master aware of this?” he asked, deliberately avoiding the word ‘husband’. In his mind, Alisa was already his woman.
As they settled onto the bed, Alisa turned to face Lucian, and shook her head, her white hair swaying.
“His cultivation technique is also special. So if he leaked the news about mine, I could do the same to him. It’s a form of mutual destruction.”
“So you’re both keeping each other’s secrets? Interesting,”
Alisa straddled Lucian’s lap, facing him as they sat on the plush bed.
Her gown had slipped off one shoulder, revealing creamy skin that begged to be touched.
He lowered his head to her exposed shoulder, trailing kisses along her collarbone.
Schlurp~ slick~ chuu~
Alisa shivered, her fingers tangling in his white hair.
Without warning, he bit down on her neck. Alisa gasped, her back arching as pleasure and pain mingled.
“Ah! Lucian… not so rough,” she moaned, shrugging the gown off her shoulders. It pooled around her waist, exposing her full, perky breasts.
Despite her age, they defied gravity, standing proud and firm. Her tits were as huge as Celine’s, with rosy areolas and pink nipples still bearing the marks of Lucian’s eager teeth.
They rose and fell with her quickened breathing, enticing him to explore further.
“Do you have a way to lower your cultivation?” Lucian suddenly asked, his hands now cupping the soft mounds, kneading and squeezing them.
Squish… squeeze… squish… squish…
He wasn’t sure if there were such items or ways, but, surprisingly…
“Yes, there are various ways,” Alisa replied, “I have a few talismans that I used to torture my enemies by temporarily suppressing their cultivation. I suppose I can use one on myself…”
She trailed off, a coy smile playing on her lips.
“That sounds perfect.”
She reached into her spatial ring and pulled out a small, intricate talisman covered in glowing runes. With a flick of her wrist, she activated it, and a shimmering field of energy enveloped her body.
Lucian immediately felt the changes. The overwhelming aura of power that had surrounded her diminished, leaving behind a more vulnerable presence.
The faint wrinkles around her eyes and mouth seemed to deepen slightly, accentuating her mature beauty.
Alisa’s breath caught as the talisman took effect. Her body trembled, unused to feeling so exposed and defenseless. She clung to Lucian, her nails digging into his shoulders.
“How does it feel?” Lucian asked, his hands roaming her newly vulnerable body.
“It’s my first time using this on myself,” she whispered, “I feel… strange, like a weak mortal again. But also… alive.”
Lucian held Alisa close, feeling her rapid heartbeat against his chest.
He stroked her back soothingly, letting her adjust to the unfamiliar sensation of vulnerability. Her cool skin warmed beneath his touch as her breathing slowly steadied.
“It’s alright,” he murmured, nuzzling her neck, “I’ve got you.”
But his crimson eyes were now gleaming intensely with a grin playing at the corner of his mouth.
Alisa’s fingers traced the contours of his muscular shoulders, marveling at how different he felt now that her cultivation was lowered.
Without her cultivation, she could fully appreciate the raw physicality of his body — the heat of his skin, and the intoxicating scent of his body.
As her breathing evened out, Lucian’s hands drifted lower, suddenly cupping her plump asscheeks.
“Ehh!!”
As she wasn’t used to such rough behaviour, Alisa was startled when Lucian pinned her down on the bed.
Her grey eyes widened in surprise as she found herself trapped beneath his muscular body, her wrists pinned above her head by one of his hands.
“Now, are you ready for punishment, darling?” Lucian said, his crimson eyes blazing with lust.
Before Alisa could respond, Lucian’s free hand gripped the fabric of her black gown.
Ripppp!
With a swift motion, he tore it apart, the sound of ripping cloth echoing through the room. The tattered remains of the gown fell away, leaving Alisa completely exposed beneath him.
She gasped, her body arching involuntarily as the air caressed her newly bared skin. Without her cultivation to protect her, every sensation felt heightened, more intense.
Now that her tits were out, Lucian could finally see just how plump and chubby they were. They jiggled and wobbled with every breath, drawing his gaze like a magnet.
Lucian sat atop her and pulled his fat dick out, burying it in between the cleavage of her large breasts.
Ptooey~!
Lucian spat between her boobs, lubricating his cock thoroughly, as he brought her two nipples together, tightening the space and beginning to…
Thrust!! thrust! pah! thrust!
He started humping them, his hips thrusting furiously as he pounded her soft flesh.
Slick~ squelch~ slick~ squelch~
“Your tits feel so good, Alisa. I could fuck them all day,” he murmured, his cock sliding wetly between her breasts.
“Ahh… hakhh… uggh..” Alisa could only moan, her eyes closing as she savored the sensation of Lucian’s hard cock rubbing against her skin.
He cupped her head and suddenly shoved his dick in her mouth, pushing it deep down her throat.
Thrust~ gagh! puhh~ oakhh!
Alisa gagged, her eyes bulging as she struggled to breathe. But Lucian held her there, his fingers tangled in her white hair, controlling her movements.
She couldn’t resist, her body weakened by the talisman. Her hands clutched helplessly at the air, her narrow throat spasming as she choked on his thick cock.
Ockg! sluch~! Gugh! Gagh~ thrust~
As he slid in, inch after inch of his thick dick stretching her lips wide, Alisa couldn’t help but feel a sense of helplessness wash over her. She had truly underestimated the size of Lucian’s cock.
She was completely at his mercy, unable to resist as he controlled her every movement.
“Ahh, such a warm mouth!” Lucian said, “You’re so obedient, aren’t you? My little Gilf slut.”
Plop~
He pulled out, letting her breathe.
Alisa coughed, tears streaming down her face as she struggled for air, “t-this… cough! isn’t fair…huff!”
Her voice was raspy, her throat bruised from Lucian’s roughness.
Lucian smiled wickedly, “Oh? We’re just starting. I won’t let you breathe untill I cum!”