Li Qingmu dragged her the last few inches until her dripping flower lined up perfectly with his still-rigid sword.
His big hands shot straight to her chest and grabbed two overflowing handfuls of the heaviest, softest tits he'd ever touched. They were huge, round, and impossibly perky even after everything, each one easily bigger than his palm. Her fat, rosy nipples stood out thick and stiff like ripe cherries begging to be sucked. They were so swollen and sensitive that when he squeezed, Zhen Rou's back bowed off the bed with a strangled scream-moan.
He kneaded them roughly as his fingers sunk deep into that creamy flesh and he just watched it spill between his hands like warm dough. Every hard massage made her tits jiggle and bounce and wobble as her milk-white skin turned pink under his grip.
Her nipples throbbed in his palms, so engorged they felt like they might pop. He rolled them between his fingers, tugged, twisted just enough to hurt so good, and Zhen Rou could only sob with pleasure, head thrown back, mouth open as she drooled like a mindless doll.
Then, without warning, he slammed his thing back inside her oversensitive, sloppy hole.
The sudden stretch choked the suppressed moan right out of her throat.
She coughed, tongue lolling, spit flying as her eyes rolled so far back only the whites showed. A crazy, delirious giggle bubbled out of her while her limbs flopped uselessly, too pounded-out to move.
But he started pounding again as his hips crashed into hers like he wanted to break her in half.
Her snow-white jade clappers slapped together to create loud sounds of appreciation.
It was as if her delicate rear was giving him a round of applause for his hardwork.
Her walls fluttered and burned.
She felt his shaft swell even thicker inside her as his veins pulsed against her g-spot.
"I-, I can feel it… your yang essence… it's coming…"
She slurred, tongue still hanging out.
Li Qingmu grinned down at her wrecked face.
"Smart girl."
One final thrust and he exploded.
Thick ropes of hot, creamy yang flooded her womb so much it felt like a snowstorm blasting inside her tiny flower. The heat of it seared her from the inside out and pushed every last bit of air from her lungs.
"HAAAUUUUNNN ♥️"
A powerful and shameless moan from the fairy.
It will be a shame for anyone to know political royalty like her is a mess in bed!
Zhen Rou's whole body seized.
"HKKKKK—!?"
Then went completely limp as she collapsed.
Her cum-stuffed heap of a stomach trembled.
[Ding! Host has successfully impregnated his wife!]
[Ding! The host has obtained a Nascent Soul level family protector summoning token!]
Li Qingmu exhaled hard and flopped back onto the bed as his chest heaved.
His manhood slipped out of her with a wet pop.
It was shiny, flaccid and mixed in love juices.
That's when he noticed it.
Tiny pearls of milky white were beading at Zhen Rou's puffy nipples, then dripping slowly down the curves of her massive breasts.
He blinked, stunned. She was lactating, already!
[Suggestion: Use the Milk & Yang Dual Cultivation Method to enrich the breast milk and accelerate fetal spiritual root development. Begin immediate milking and internal supplementation cycle.]
Li Qingmu looked down at his ruined, blissful wife.
Tits leaking, belly full of his seed, peach still twitching and leaking a creamy river onto the sheets.
"I, Li Qingmu, will never run from a challenge!"
He climbed over her again, planting his knees on either side of her hips and pinning her slender shoulders to the soaked mattress.
A puff of hot, steamy breath burst from Zhen Rou's lips the moment his weight settled… she was burning up from the inside out since his thick, rich seed still simmered deep in her womb.
She looked up at him with glassy, love-soaked eyes.
"H-, Husband… aren't you satisfied yet?"
He smirked as his gaze dropped to her chest.
"You don't look satisfied either, babe."
Her massive tits were an absolute mess.
Thick, creamy milk beaded at the tips of her swollen pink nipples, then rolled down the heavy curves in slow, shiny rivers. Every little bounce of her chest made more milk leak out as they sexily traced white paths over flushed skin and dripped off the sides like sweet icing.
The sight alone made his mouth water.
Zhen Rou noticed where he was staring and gave a shy little giggle.
"Does husband really want to drink my milk? You're not a baby, you know~"
Instead of answering, Li Qingmu squeezed his eyes shut, grabbed one overflowing breast with both hands, and squeezed hard. A fat jet of warm milk shot straight into his face and splashed across his cheek.
The rest sprayed everywhere, and Zhen Rou's whole body jolted like she'd been shocked as a squeaky moan flew out of her plump, rosy lips.
He didn't give her time to recover.
He pinned her down harder and latched onto one fat nipple like a starving man.
The second his lips sealed around it, sweet, warm milk flooded his mouth in thick waves.
"Haaauuunn ♥️ Husband, pleaseee~"
He sucked hard till his cheeks hollowed and his tongue swirled as he pulled long, greedy gulps while she writhed under him.
"Ah! Husband's sucking so hard… my nipple's gonna br-, break… ♥"
She whimpered exactly like those shy girls who pretend to protest but secretly love it.
"It's coming out too much… I can't stop it… nnh!"
He switched to the other breast, then shoved both swollen nipples into his mouth at once.
Milk poured faster than he could swallow; it spilled from the corners of his lips, ran down his chin, dripped onto her small, round belly. Every hard pull made Zhen Rou's back arch and her jade legs kick.
She babbled nonsense between moans.
"So embarrassing… drinking your wife's milk like I'm some sort of cow…"
Her nipples milked harder.
"You're such a pervert, husband~♥"
He just growled and kept sucking until his cheeks bulged and his throat worked overtime swallowing the endless creamy flood.
When he finally pulled off with a loud pop, both of them were painted in milk… sticky white streaks drying on their skin as the whole bed reeked of her sweet cream.
Zhen Rou cupped the undersides of her aching tits and whined softly.
"They hurt so bad… so full…"
Li Qingmu brushed damp hair from her face.
"Those beauty pills I've been feeding you turned your womb into premium grade. Because you now have my powerful yang inside you your body's already making milk for our baby. But don't worry…"
He placed a hand on his chest.
"I'll take responsibility and empty you properly."
He dove back in like a mad dog as he crammed both leaking nipples into his mouth again and sucked with the brutal force of a vacuum.
Zhen Rou screamed as her hips bucked wildly and then she started pissing herself again as love juice shot out in strong bursts every time he pulled hard on her tits.
The more she squirted, the lighter her breasts felt.
The ache melted into sweet relief.
Finally he reared back, mouth so full that milk leaked down his chin in thick streams.
Zhen Rou panted, blushing, and shyly covered her puffy nipples with tiny hands.
"They… don't hurt anymore. Thank you, husband~"
She rubbed her thighs together, still trembling.
Zhen Rou used to be called a cow for being fat.
Now she's a cow for a whole different reason!
Li Qingmu grinned like a devil, swishing the last mouthful like it was fine wine. Then he hooked two fingers into her creamy, cum-drooling flower, spread her open wide, and spat the entire warm load of her own milk straight onto her clit.
Zhen Rou squealed as her face flamed.
"W-what are you—kyaa!"
He ignored her as he worked the milky spit and leftover cum together with his fingers, rubbing slow circles over her swollen folds until everything turned into a sticky mess.
The Milk-Yang Dual Cultivation Method.
A pregnant woman and her male partner can team up in a special energy-exchange ritual.
This transfers the man's yang power to the woman.
Her body uses that energy to create magically refined breast milk… before or right after birth.
The spirit-refined milk then helps the baby to develop better talent faster than normal.
"Be patient, Rou'er."
Every stroke made lewdly squelched to coat her little flower in a pearly white glaze.
"You lewd devil!"
She cried in an embarrassed voice.
"No husband in the world would do this ♥"
He just chuckled then scooped up a big handful of the warm milk-cum mix and shoved his dripping fingers straight into her open mouth.
"Mmph—!"
She tried to protest, eyes wide, but the taste hit her tongue and her complaints melted into soft, greedy sucking just like Li Qingmu was doing moments ago.
She swirled her tongue around his fingers like a kitten lapping cream as drool and milk ran down her chin while she stared up at him in submission.
This is the face of a domesticated noblewoman!
He fingered her mouth slow and deep until she was moaning around his digits.
Her hips rolled again.
This is how she begs for more without words.
When he finally pulled his fingers free he collapsed beside her and wheezed tiredly.
Zhen Rou immediately rolled into him and curled up like a spoiled little housecat.
Her cheek on his chest, one leg thrown over his.
"Husband is amazing…"
She sounded sleepy and satisfied.
Li Qingmu kissed her sweaty forehead, voice soft.
"You're the amazing one, Rou'er."