The master suite was a pressure cooker of sexual energy, the air so thick with the scent of moon-chilled nectar and raw, primal musk that every breath felt like drinking a potent aphrodisiac. Shen Yu stood over them like a dark god, his 9th Stage Qi vibrating through the very floorboards, his golden eyes burning with a light that stripped them of every remaining shred of modesty.

Shlukk... Shlukk... Shlukk-nnn!

With a guttural growl that sounded more like a beast than a man, Shen Yu gripped the dark emerald tresses of Meng Yan, pulling his stone-hard length from her throat with a wet, echoing pop.

Pop!

Meng Yan let out a shattered, needy whimper. Her hazel eyes were dazed, her pupils dilated as she stared at the void he left behind, her tongue still flicking toward the empty air as if trying to recapture the heat. But the disappointment was scorched away by what she saw next.

Shen Yu wrapped a powerful, calloused hand around his shaft, stroking it with a frantic, blurring speed that forced the veins to bulge and the head to turn a deep, bruised purple.

Schlik... Schlick... Schlick...

Knowing the flood was coming, Meng Yan instinctively sank lower onto the silk sheets, her jaw unhinging as she tilted her head back, offering her throat as a sacrificial altar. Beside her, Lixue mirrored the supplication, her small hands clutching her own thighs as she positioned her face directly beneath the pulsating tip.

"Watch closely," Shen Yu rasped, his voice a low, sovereign vibration. "This is the essence of the man who owns you."

The first spurt hit like a physical strike.

Splurt!

A thick, steaming rope of white essence lashed across Meng Yan’s flushed cheek and into her open mouth, followed instantly by another that coated Lixue’s forehead and bridged the gap between her wide, blue eyes. Shen Yu didn’t just climax; he erupted with the force of a shattered dam.

Splat! Squelch! Splat!

The torrent was relentless, a pressurized deluge fueled by his transcendent physique. It painted their faces in a messy, white mask, the fluid so thick and viscous it felt heavy against their skin. They tried to gulp it down, their throats bobbing in a desperate, rhythmic dance, but the volume was astronomical. The cream-colored fluid overflowed, cascading down their cheeks and dripping from their chins in long, translucent strings.

Splatter... Drip... Slop...

Shen Yu’s hips bucked with every fresh surge, his body refusing to stop. The essence drenched their necks and pooled in the delicate hollows of their collarbones before finally spilling over the swell of their breasts. They looked like two statues of jade and ivory that had been defiled by a primordial deity, their bodies glistening and reeking of his dominance.

"Mmmph... Ahhh..." Lixue moaned, her eyes rolling back into her head as she tasted the salty, metallic richness of his power.

Shen Yu exhaled a long, shaky breath that hissed through his teeth. He looked down at the two beauties, the Iron Matriarch and the Sword of the Tang Clan, both of them absolutely drenched from head to chest in his seed.

"Clean it up," Shen Yu commanded, his voice returning to its cool, sovereign steel. "I don’t want a single drop of my essence wasted on the floor. Use your tongues on me, then yourselves."

The two women moved with a dazed, frantic devotion. Lixue leaned in first, her tongue flickering out like a kitten’s to lap the residual drips from the red head of his shaft, while Meng Yan used her fingers to scoop a heavy glob of the fluid from her own cleavage, sucking them clean with a lewd, rhythmic sound.

Mlem... Slurp... Pop...

Meng Yan hummed deep in her throat as she licked the cream-colored fluid from her own lips, her eyes never leaving Shen Yu’s golden orbs. "It’s so thick tonight," she rasped, her voice husky and ruined with lust. "Our husband’s power is truly... overflowing."

They spent the next several minutes in a dedicated, solitary worship. There was only the sound of wet friction as they cleaned their own skin, each lick and swallow a private declaration of submission.

Slurp... Slurp... Schlup...

Shen Yu’s pulse hammered in his ears. Seeing them like this, shame forgotten, bodies marked by him, was the ultimate catalyst. With a sudden, forceful movement, he seized Lixue by her slender waist, tossing her onto the center of the expansive silk bed. Before her breath could return, he grabbed Meng Yan by her lush hips, throwing her down beside the younger girl.

The visual contrast was a masterclass in carnal perfection. Both were flushed crimson, their skin glistening with sweat and the faint, lingering dampness of his seed. Meng Yan, with her mature, sophisticated features and heavy, voluptuous breasts that settled enticingly under his gaze; and Lixue, with her youthful face and perky, medium-sized breasts that stood firm and inviting. They were a symphony of different ages and different beauties, both belonging to him.

Shen Yu’s length, already revitalized and stone-hard, throbbed with a fresh wave of desire. He lunged forward, pinning Lixue’s wrists above her head with one hand as he began to kiss her with a rough, bruising passion that tasted of his own essence.

Mmuph... Chu... Slurp...

Lixue’s back arched, her legs tangling around his waist. Shen Yu’s eyes flickered to the side, landing on the Matriarch who was watching the scene with wide, hungry eyes and a dripping pussy.

"Yan’er... align it!" he commanded.

Meng Yan scrambled closer on all fours, her hands reaching out to wrap around the massive, pulsating shaft. She felt the incredible, radiating heat as she expertly guided the tip toward Lixue’s drenched, twitching entrance.

Shlick... Squelch...

She pressed the head against the sensitive, swollen folds, watching with a voyeur’s fascination as Shen Yu delivered a powerful, bone-deep thrust. Lixue’s eyes rolled back, a shattered cry escaping her lips as the massive girth forced its way inside, stretching her pale skin to the absolute limit.

PLAP... Squelch!

"Ahhh... So this is how it looks," Meng Yan whispered, her voice trembling as she watched his dark length disappear into Lixue’s pink depths from inches away. "To see such a huge dick disappear inside... it’s so beautiful. It fits her so perfectly."

Squelch... Shlukk... Plap...

"Look at her, Yan’er," Shen Yu rasped, his pace already increasing as he began to hammer into Lixue with rhythmic, heavy thuds. "Look at how your sister takes every inch of me."