Shen Yu’s touch softened, his fingers tracing the curve of Lixue’s cheek with a feather-light grace as he pulled her closer into the warmth of the pillows. The morning sun bathed them in a soft glow, but his eyes were far away, lost in the corridors of the past.

"Lixue," he whispered, his voice dropping into a low, hypnotic hum that seemed to vibrate against her skin.

"Close your eyes. Go back with me... do you remember the very first time we met?"

Lixue exhaled softly, her body relaxing into his. "Of course I remember. It was the day our fates were knotted together."

"It was late autumn," Shen Yu began as he remembered from the memories of the previous owner, his voice taking on the cadence of an ancient storyteller.

"The air at the Shen estate was crisp, smelling of fallen pine and mountain mist. Mother had told me that her friend was coming. I remember standing in the grand courtyard, my hands tucked into my ceremonial robes, trying my best to look like the young master my father expected."

"Then, the gates swung open."

He paused, a faint, wistful smile touching his lips.

"Your mother, Aunt Yilan, stepped through the threshold first. She was draped in silk the color of a winter sky, moving with a grace that made the very air around her seem to still. Behind her, she led you, this tiny, porcelain doll of a girl with wide, curious eyes. You were beautiful, even then, a perfect reflection of her."

His gaze intensified, focusing on Lixue’s face as if he were seeing the child she once was.

"But I have to confess something, Lixue. While our fathers talked of treaties and dowries, and while you looked at the koi ponds with wonder, my eyes were anchored to your mother."

"I remember watching the way the sunlight caught the jade in her hair and how her laughter sounded like silver bells in the quiet afternoon. To a young boy, she wasn’t just a guest; she was a goddess who had descended into our dusty world."

He leaned in, his breath warm against Lixue’s ear.

"I was utterly captivated. It wasn’t just a child’s curiosity, it was a deep, soul-stirring infatuation with her poise, her power, and the scent of white lotus that seemed to follow her every step."

"Even then, amidst the talk of our engagement, a part of me was already wondering how a world could hold someone so radiant... and how I could ever let such a presence walk out of my life."

Lixue blinked, her long lashes fluttering as she processed the raw honesty in his voice. "You were just a boy, Yu’er," she whispered, her voice a mix of disbelief and a strange, burgeoning heat.

"A child who didn’t know the weight of his words."

"I was," Shen Yu conceded, his fingers tracing the shell of her ear.

"But even then, I knew what I wanted. Do you remember when our parents retreated to the inner study to finalize the scrolls? We were left in the pavilion. I walked right up to her, ignored the sweets on the table, and looked her straight in the eye. I told her that when I grew up, I was going to marry her."

He chuckled, a rich, vibrant sound that resonated against Lixue’s chest.

"She laughed, that beautiful, melodic sound that still haunts my dreams, and she patted my head. She told me, ’No, little Yu, you are going to marry my daughter, Lixue. She is your destiny.’"

Shen Yu’s gaze darkened, not with malice, but with a playful, possessive fire that made Lixue’s skin tingle. "And I didn’t blink. I told her, ’Then I will simply marry both of you. Why choose between the moon and the stars?’"

Lixue’s breath hitched, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm. "She... she probably thought you were just being a silly, charming child. She was humoring you."

"She did. She smiled, that soft, indulgent smile, and said ’yes’ just to see me puff out my chest," Shen Yu said, his voice dropping to a low, intimate register.

"To her, it was a moment of fleeting innocence. But to me, Lixue, it was a vow. I’ve carried that love for her with the same fierce intensity that I carry my love for you. It isn’t a replacement; it’s an expansion."

He shifted closer, his presence overwhelming and warm. "And now, this ’crisis’ with her core... it feels like the heavens are finally answering a prayer I made a decade ago. It’s fate, Lixue. It’s the chance to bring her into our family, not as an aunt but as a woman, to have both of you by my side as my wives, bound to me for eternity."

Lixue stared at him for a long moment, her resolve melting like wax under a flame. She let out a soft, defeated huff, though her eyes were shining.

"You are impossibly childish, Yu’er. To hold onto a toddler’s crush and turn it into a grand design for a harem..."

"Childish?" He smirked, a wicked glint in his golden eyes. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

His hand slid down beneath the fresh silk sheets, finding the hidden, aching pussy between her thighs. He discovered she was already slick, her body betraying her protests. He withdrew his fingers, glistening and damp, and brought them to her lips so she could scent her own desire.

"If I’m so childish, Lixue, why is your body reacting like this? Why are you so wet just hearing about me claiming your mother?"

Lixue’s face turned a violent, beautiful shade of scarlet. Her protest died in her throat as he pressed his fingers against her mouth, forcing her to taste the reality of her own arousal.

"I don’t think you’re as opposed to the idea as you claim," he whispered, his voice dripping with the dark confidence of a man who knew his wife’s every secret. "In fact, I think the idea of sharing me with her... of us being one family in every sense... excites you."

Lixue bit her lip, her eyes fluttering shut as the final walls of her resistance crumbled into dust. The mental image of her mother joined with them, once a forbidden thought, now acted like a spark in a powder keg, igniting a fire in her blood she could no longer deny.

"Argh! You truly are a demon! A silver-tongued devil who knows exactly how to ruin me!" she gasped, her hands surging upward to tangle desperately in his pristine white hair, pulling him down toward her.

She looked at him with a gaze half-crazed by desire. "Just... do whatever the hell you want with her! Save her, claim her, conquer her, I don’t care anymore! But right now? You belong to me."

"Fuck me, Yu’er. Now!"

A chorus of melodic, sultry laughter erupted from the other side of the bed. Xu Yi leaned back on her elbows, her dragon-pupils slit with amusement, while Meng Yan watched with the knowing smirk of a Matriarch seeing a student finally accept the truth.

"It seems the first wife has finally stopped fighting the inevitable," Xu Yi teased, her voice like velvet.

Shen Yu didn’t need to be told twice. He let out a low, triumphant laugh, a sound of pure, masculine sovereignty, and pushed his dick deep into her pussy.

SHLICK.

The morning sun continued its slow climb over the estate, but inside the chamber, the world ceased to exist. Time stood still as he claimed all three of his ladies in a relentless, feverish round of passion, their shattered moans and the echoes of their shared pleasure vibrating through the walls long into the golden afternoon.

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A/N:

Weekly Goal: 120 Power Stones [6/120]

Monthly Goal: 30 Golden Tickets [20/30]