Ruohua's hand kept moving up and down. Every slide of her rough, calloused palm along the thick, hot length felt unnervingly clear and impossible to ignore.
The warm, slick shaft pulsed and twitched in her grip. She could even feel the steady beat of Li Ke's heart transmitted through it, along with the occasional sharp throb whenever her scars scraped over the sensitive head.
"Why do I have to do something like this…!"
She asked herself the same question again in her heart, but the facts had already been established. Things had already gone this far; backing out now would go against her own principles.
As she continued the clumsy, repetitive strokes, something slowly began to sprout inside her. Irritation mixed with a growing restlessness. Unbidden thoughts started wandering through her mind.
Although she was still inexperienced, her life as an adventurer had given her enough knowledge to understand how things between men and women progressed.
Yet looking at the swollen tip—thicker than her own thumb—feeling its heat and the way it kept twitching in her hand, she could not stop herself from wondering:
"Can this thing really fit inside…?"
She belonged to a school that valued self-discipline and the suppression of desire. It was not that marriage or children were forbidden, but one was expected to keep the mind clear while doing what needed to be done.
During training, stray thoughts were not allowed. During special training, even stranger ideas were strictly forbidden.
For a young woman, she had always firmly adhered to those rules. But what true temptation felt like—what real desire actually was—she had never truly understood.
When she washed her body and accidentally touched herself, it never required any real effort to suppress. The sensation was mild and easy to ignore.
But now…
"Why… even though nothing is touching me down there…"
A completely different feeling was rising.
Nothing was touching her, yet that same strange sensation she only ever felt when she accidentally brushed against herself while bathing had begun to bloom between her legs. A warm, restless heat spread outward from that place, mixing with the heavy, masculine scent rising from the thing she held in her hand. The odd, musky smell was not pleasant, yet the more she noticed it, the more it occupied her mind. Her strokes gradually slowed.
"Damn it… I can't keep going like this. I have to finish this quickly!"
Ruohua bit down hard on her lower lip and looked at the thoroughly pleased Li Ke.
"You… how much longer?"
She did not know much about these things, but she knew that by now an ordinary man should already have finished.
Yet nearly ten minutes had passed and Li Ke still showed no sign of release!
This was completely unscientific!
"Mm. I'm a little special," Li Ke answered with a serious expression. "Without the stimulation of breasts or other things, I can't really… ow—ow—"
Before he could finish the sentence, Ruohua finally lost her patience. Her hand clenched tightly around him, her thumb pressing hard against the sensitive tip. Her face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
She finally realized it.
Everything Li Ke had done earlier—grabbing her thighs, the whole act—had been a calculated setup to make her willingly use her hand on him!
"You bastard… you were playing me, weren't you?!"
Her face was black with anger. She felt like a complete fool.
Li Ke only looked helpless.
"Tch. So you noticed?"
A surge of pure fury filled Ruohua's chest. She wanted nothing more than to crush the thing in her hand. But Li Ke did not miss the opening. The moment she opened her mouth to shout, he seized her chin and crushed his lips against hers.
Ruohua instinctively released his cock and tried to push him away, but Li Ke—who had planned this from the start—sucked a large amount of air from her lungs in one breath and pressed her down onto the ground. His tongue immediately began to move with practiced skill, invading her mouth.
Ruohua's eyes widened in panic. Her resistance had no effect. Her strength was no longer enough to match his, and she could not even speak the keyword to activate her weighted armlets. Completely unable to fight back, she could only endure the deep, forceful kiss.
At the same time Li Ke's hands became extremely dishonest. The moment she was pinned, one hand locked both of her wrists above her head. The other slipped straight under the tight fabric of her top. His rough fingers sank into the soft, heavy flesh of her breast, kneading and squeezing the pliant mound while his thumb deliberately teased the already stiffening pink nipple through the thin material.
Her eyes flew wide with shock. She had known Li Ke was lecherous and that he was currently in an unstable state; she had even prepared herself for the possibility that he might go berserk. But she had never expected him to suddenly pin her down like this!
She tried to attack, yet both of her legs were already trapped under his weight. In this position she could not generate any real force. All she could do was let him kiss her and…
Let the shameful pleasure continue to build.
Mentally she was resisting with everything she had, yet her body was adapting far too quickly to Li Ke's unreasonable treatment. Even though his fingers were pinching and crushing her breast hard enough to hurt—especially with the tight top trapping the soft flesh—her body kept telling her it wanted more of that same pain.
The sensation between her legs grew stronger and stronger. The earlier mild strangeness had completely vanished, replaced by a spreading numbness and a continuous warm flow. Her body was frantically demanding more, wanting the thick thing she had been holding earlier to be shoved inside her, even craving the pain of being stretched open.
She understood exactly what was happening.
These were the desires that had accumulated over years of rigorous training and the strict suppression of lust. If Li Ke had never appeared, if he had never so openly stated his wishes, if he had never so nakedly displayed his desire for her, if he had not been strong enough that she could not resist him—none of this would have been a problem. Before the powder keg inside her body was lit, she had plenty of methods to keep it from igniting.
But now…
Hot fluid kept flowing. The intense stimulation on her chest, the drowning sensation of having her air stolen, and her own panic and unease mixed together into a massive shock.
Her body, which Li Ke had pinned so firmly, suddenly arched upward like a fish thrashing on land. She managed to lift herself just enough to partially break free of his control—and then…
The already slightly damp shorts between her legs rapidly became soaked. The grass beneath her was quickly stained with a different scent, and a faint steam rose from the wetness.
She felt as though something inside her body had been released. A wave of intense, almost unbearable comfort washed through her, leaving her entire body limp and relaxed.
Li Ke finally released her.
Yet Ruohua did not immediately attack him, nor did she cry out. Even though tears had gathered at the corners of her eyes and her expression was strange, her mind was completely blank.
It was not only because of the sudden climax. It was also because she could not believe what had just happened.
Her high, full chest rose and fell with heavy breaths. The lips that Li Ke's kiss had turned a deep red remained parted as she continued to pant. Even though he had already moved away, her body still lay in the same pinned position.
As her breathing gradually steadied and the afterglow of climax faded, her reason slowly returned.
Even so, she still did not react violently. She remained motionless, trapped in disbelief.
She did not want to move. Her body was still savoring that sensation. She could clearly feel it expecting what would come next—expecting an even more intense impact. Her spirit had not prepared itself at all, yet her body had already made its own preparations and had unilaterally pushed her to the place she had always been curious about.
The same pleasure that had made Seria so completely absorbed—she had truly felt it. And Li Ke had not even done anything truly substantial to her body before bringing her to that state.
The realization left her with complicated feelings… and a deep sense of disappointment toward her own body.
She subconsciously touched her chest, feeling the lingering soreness Li Ke's fingers had left behind. Even now, while it still hurt, she still wanted more.
Her still-trembling lower body, still lost in the afterglow, was already waiting for the real thing to arrive.
Her body had completely betrayed her spirit and her will.
So she looked at Li Ke with thoroughly complicated eyes.
What surprised her, however, was that Li Ke showed no intention of continuing at all. He had even pulled his pants back up. She could still clearly see the hard outline straining against the fabric, and he was still in that abnormal state—yet he wore an expression of satisfaction.
"Why… did you stop?"
She did not understand. Given the state her body had just been in, if Li Ke had stripped her clothes off completely, she might not have been able to resist him at all. She might even have half-pushed, half-accepted it.
That realization made her deeply unhappy. It meant she could not truly control her own body. She did not even understand it!
Her body had already been suppressed to this degree, yet she had known nothing about it!
"Mm. Because from the very beginning I never planned to take you. All I wanted was to feel your breasts. But you were too serious, so I had to take a long detour."
Li Ke spread his hands. He had sensed that Ruohua's body was fully ready, so he had pushed forward—but he had never expected that her spirit was still completely unprepared. That was why he had stopped himself at the last moment and refrained from thrusting into her right after her first climax.
After all, if one only wanted a beautiful body, there were many methods. Winning the spirit, however, was far more difficult.
Looking at Ruohua, who kept her head lowered and remained silent, he could not help asking:
"But haven't you ever done this kind of thing to yourself? You're suppressed to an unbelievable degree."
Ruohua's heart was a complete mess. She knew she ought to hate Li Ke, yet in the present situation she could not even summon any real anger. Instead, a faint, shameful anticipation of him doing it again kept rising.
She could not understand why she had become like this—why she felt so… so base—yet she still could not stop the expectation.
In the middle of those complicated feelings she answered him, even though she herself did not know why she was answering.
"I… I never have… Martial artists cannot indulge in desire. I… I don't know why I became like this either…"
Right now her mind was completely filled with the sensation from moments ago. No matter how hard she tried, she could not drive it away. She could not forget it at all. The strict self-discipline that had once been as ordinary as breathing now felt unbearably difficult when she looked back on it. The faint stirrings she used to suppress so easily now left her with no idea how to suppress them again.
And she understood exactly why.
It was like a person who did not know how long they would live and could therefore happily live each day—once they learned the exact length of their remaining lifespan, when the end approached they could no longer feel at ease no matter what.
When she had never known this kind of pleasure, she could easily remain immune and even lecture others with a stern face. But after truly tasting the sweetness, she finally understood how incredible it was.
It was a demand of the body. It was pure pleasure. Wanting to quit something like that was almost impossible!
Her body had already matured. It was already waiting to become pregnant. It had already made every preparation. Li Ke's arrival had been both the key that unlocked her armor and the hammer that smashed it. She could never return to her previous state.
She was no longer someone who knew nothing and could therefore focus purely on training!
"You bastard…"
She gritted her teeth. Her resentment toward Li Ke only grew deeper. Even while her body still longed for him, she could not stop wanting to punch him.
Because of this, the speed of her growth would be affected!
Yet…
Remembering the feeling of being completely pinned down by Li Ke just now, Ruohua could not help biting her lip.
She was looking forward to it—looking forward to that sensation of being overpowered.
It seemed she also… wanted a solid backer?
Ruohua's thoughts grew slightly dazed. At that moment Li Ke suddenly pulled her into his arms. She instinctively tried to resist, yet her arms felt completely powerless. The afterglow of climax had left her not only physically languid but also in a strange mental state that made resistance almost impossible.
"So… want to join my harem?"