The smell of lust

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The scent of desire tantalized Biyao, who stood by the screen. The strange smell she'd detected in the air was emanating from this woman.
She watched the passionate scene unfolding before her with unabashed fervor, feeling neither embarrassment nor the need to shy away. Her beautiful eyes were wide open as she observed the fiery union of man and woman.
In the Flower Realm, there were no moral codes of the human world. Flowers were naturally inclined to attract butterflies, and butterflies, too, sought sustenance.
Therefore, the union of yin and yang was, in her eyes, a perfectly natural thing, nothing to be ashamed of.
Watching the passionate actions and hearing the woman's seductive moans, memories lurking in her mind seemed to be stirred. Her body gradually heated up, and a dull, restless feeling welled up from the depths of her heart, a reaction that made her panic.
Just then, Yao Ye, who had been letting the woman do as she pleased, suddenly reached out and helped the woman on top of him to sit up.
Under the woman's continued manipulation, Yao Ye used seductive eyes to entice Bi Yao, who stood by the screen, and invited her, "It's so boring standing there watching! Wouldn't it be better to come and play together?"
The woman sitting on Yao Ye did not stop her actions because of the presence of a third party, shamelessly manipulating and moaning on Yao Ye.
This woman was a courtesan from the Liu family's flower shop, given to Yao Ye three days ago. Originally from a brothel, her lewdness was beyond question.
Yao Ye, who had been passively lying on the bed, letting the woman please him at her own pace, felt no excitement whatsoever. His lower body's reaction was merely a pure male erection; the woman on top of him was nothing more than a tool for his amusement.
In order to obtain Yao Jin's cultivation secret formula, many business rivals and people who were fanatics for peonies had used countless tricks over the years. They openly offered large sums of gold to buy it, secretly sent people to infiltrate Yao's mansion, or hired martial arts masters to steal the flower-growing secret formula.
Besides these, the most frequently used and most palatable tactic for Yao Ye was the honey trap.
He kept a large number of alluring women like the one he was with in the north courtyard of the Yao residence.
He never hid his fondness for women, and thus readily accepted the temptations offered to him. However, after playing with so many women, he had recently grown tired of them. Although he had physical needs, he felt a general sense of boredom.
Tonight, just as he was about to push away the woman on top of him in his weariness, he keenly sensed someone entering the room.
Although the person didn't make a sound, Yao Ye definitely felt the presence of a third party. Completely unconcerned about his nakedness, he deliberately allowed himself to make love with the woman, letting the newcomer see everything.
Upon seeing the woman who had slipped into the room—her striking and beautiful face and graceful figure—Yao Ye naturally offered a lewd invitation, and the previously dull act suddenly became exciting for him.
His mind was already conjuring images of her naked beneath him, and his burning desire for her inside him grew even stronger.
Biyao, oblivious to Yao Ye's words, rushed forward to her master, whom she had been searching for, and said to him as they were having sex, "Master, I've finally found you! Do you remember Biyao? Master, you haven't changed at all..."
Yao Ye, tired of women using various excuses to approach him, ignored Biyao's words and impatiently pulled her from the edge of the bed, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto his strong, bare chest.
Caught off guard, Biyao was pulled down by a powerful force, lying diagonally against Yao Ye's chest, unable to react as he stripped her of her clothes.
Meanwhile, the woman straddling Yao Ye continued her movements, not stopping because of his actions, but instead becoming even more wild.
Yao Ye enjoyed the pleasure in his lower body, his large hand satisfyingly grasping and kneading Biyao's round, soft breasts encased in a light green bra.
Looking at the snow-white shoulders and neck exposed after her clothes were removed, the smooth, soft flesh ignited a burning desire in his eyes.
"You're such a beautiful little thing! Look how delicate and white your skin is..." Yao Ye used his large hand to forcefully pull the small bodice of Bi Yao's upper body down to her breasts.
A pair of round, soft breasts bounced out, and he kneaded their smooth, plump breasts into his slightly rough hands.
At this moment, the woman who was on Yao Ye's body had reached her climax, and she withdrew his still erect and proud manhood with satisfaction, collapsing weakly and dazed to the side, panting heavily.
"Baby, let me see how lewd you are, please me, let me explode." Yao Ye treated Bi Yao like a skilled prostitute, pulling her up to sit up with a slightly rough manner, pointing to his swollen and thick manhood and demanding.
Bi Yao knelt beside Yao Ye, her eyes following the direction of his finger, seeing the red, swollen, and erect penis between his legs. "Master, wait a minute..."
She had only just transformed into human form, and she wasn't fully used to this body yet! Besides, she hadn't explained her identity to her master, nor had she stated her purpose. Why was he in such a hurry for her to serve him?
She shook her head, stubbornly pulling her small hand away from his grasp as he touched her swollen groin, while simultaneously trying to move away from him and get off the bed.
Caught off guard, he let Biyao slip out of his grasp.
The throbbing pain in his lower body made him resentful of Biyao's avoidance. "Just a little prostitute, what are you pretending to be innocent in front of me for? Come here!"
Biyao, weak in the knees, grabbed the table beside her for support. "I'm not called a prostitute, I'm Biyao! Master, don't you really recognize Biyao?" She didn't understand the meaning of "prostitute," thinking it was a person's name.
Seeing the confused expression on Biyao's face, Yao Ye assumed she was playing tricks, deliberately putting on an act in front of him.
But seeing that she was indeed beautiful and charming, with a hot and voluptuous figure, he suppressed his anger and coaxed her softly, "Come, come to me..."
Although his tone softened, the burning gaze in his eyes made Biyao hesitant to step forward. Instead, she retreated hesitantly until her body hit the cool jade table behind her, where she stopped and stared blankly at him.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Yao Ye didn't want to waste any more time waiting. He casually pulled the sheet from the bed, wiped away the other woman's bodily fluids that had stained his lower body, and then got up and walked towards Biyao.
Biyao watched anxiously as Yao Ye's tall and strong body approached her. With each movement, his erect penis clearly showed a strong intent to violate her.
The expression on his handsome face made her heart pound wildly, and a sense of unease welled up from the depths of her heart, prompting her to want to escape his gaze.
She obeyed her instincts, heeding the warning in her heart, and turned to run towards the door, only to be pulled by his large hand and forcibly dragged into his broad embrace.
"Master, let go... I'm scared of you..." Biyao struggled to break free from Yao Ye's grip, pleading incessantly.
She had never seen such a wild and arrogant expression on her master's face before, and she was genuinely terrified.
Her limp body writhing before him and her fearful pleas only fueled the brutal male lust in his blood.
He laughed lewdly as he pressed her petite body against the jade table, forcing her face down on the cold surface.
"You pretentious little slut, you really know how to tease men!"
He ripped off the remaining disheveled clothing from her body, her underpants torn to shreds by his brute force, her flawless white skin exposed naked before his hungry eyes.
Then, without any mercy, he forced her thighs apart, his strong, narrow buttocks squeezing between her round, upturned buttocks. His large hands pressed down on her vest, pressing her breasts tightly against the cold table, making it impossible for her to get up or struggle.
He pressed his thick, swollen penis against her tender opening, ignoring her dryness before arousal, and roughly thrust into her.
"Ah!" A sharp cry of agony escaped Biyao's lips as a powerful, tearing pain erupted from her lower body, almost causing her to faint.
His fully erect, thick member forcefully penetrated her delicate, tight passage; how could the hymen, a symbol of purity, withstand his size? It tore open upon penetration.
The tender, narrow walls of flesh couldn't withstand his brutality, almost ripping open, the inner flesh chafed and bleeding.
She trembled all over from the excruciating pain, profusely sweating, instantly covering her body, and collapsed onto the table, groaning in agony.
"Damn it!" Yao Ye cursed as his penis pierced her hymen.
He hadn't expected Biyao to be genuinely innocent and virgin, not acting.
Her softness fueled his desire to penetrate her, leaving his thick, long penis lingering within her tender, tight passage, which was contracting in agony, without immediately thrusting, hoping to slightly alleviate her pain.
He gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to ride her, and leaned down to kiss her sweaty back. Then, he pressed his face to the back of her neck, gently pecking at her smooth, delicate nape, whispering soothingly, "Wait a little longer, just a little longer and it won't hurt so much..."
"Ugh..." Biyao sobbed and moaned in pain, tears streaming down her sweaty face.
In her agony, she ignored his comforting words, her small hands flailing painfully on the table, trying to grasp something to ease the pain in her lower body.
But the smooth jade table was empty; she couldn't find anything to hold onto, so she could only clench her fists, waiting for the pain to subside.
His penis was constantly being tightened by her softness inside her, her involuntary contractions making his entire body tense, and sweat poured down his forehead and back.
Overwhelmed by intense excitement, he could no longer restrain himself. Instinctively, he arched his back, driving his thick, long penis to thrust into her tender, bloody passage.
"No...it hurts...don't move...please...ah!" The stinging pain tormented her with each movement, causing her to arch her back and struggle to escape his ravages.
He gripped her writhing hips with one hand, knowing her tender passage couldn't withstand his thick length, but he couldn't resist the soft pleasure he felt inside her.
Looking down at the virgin bloodstains and the pitifully swollen and red opening from his thrusts, he reached his large hand into his relentlessly thrusting member, kneading her petals with his rough fingers, trying to arouse her and induce lubrication for his thrusts.
Under his caresses, her body began to respond to the invasion, secreting a wet, clear love fluid.
His manhood, moistened by her wetness, became smoother in his thrusting. He immediately felt her taut passage soften, and his large hands, kneading her petals, were also moistened with the love fluid overflowing from their point of contact. Only then did he dare to truly open his heart and thrust into her softness.
"Mmm...mmm...ah..." Biyao's body, which had been drenched in cold sweat, began to heat up with passion.
Although the stinging pain below hadn't disappeared, another strange and wonderful sensation flowed through her invaded flower.
She didn't know if it was pain or pleasure, but her moans couldn't be stopped from her slightly pale lips.
Due to her female instincts, she contracted her passage to cooperate with his thrusts, increasing the tightness of the friction. She couldn't resist the pleasure she felt besides the pain, responding tenderly yet passionately.
Driven mad by Biyao's passion, Yao Ye pulled her up from her prone position on the jade table, pulling her close to him, their sweaty bodies pressed tightly together. His arms encircled her slender waist, his large hands cupping and kneading her soft breasts, his lower body relentlessly thrusting into her wet, tender opening.
"You're so beautiful! So soft and hot… mmm…" He alternately caressed her round breasts, which swayed with his thrusts, occasionally squeezing and pulling her erect nipples, eliciting her delicate moans.
"Ah… ah… mmm…" The heat of Yao Ye's body radiated from behind Biyao, his thick, long penis repeatedly probing between her wide-open legs, his large hands on her breasts pushing her to the brink of collapse.
She could feel the sticky wetness flowing from her body; due to their position, the fluid from him mixed with streaks of bright red blood, sliding down her delicate inner thighs.
Suddenly, he vigorously rubbed her clitoris, sending a surge of intense pleasure through her body like an electric shock.
"Uh... ah..." Biyao trembled, experiencing her first arousal of desire in that instant.
Her trembling triggered contractions in her wet, hot vagina, the rapid writhing enveloping Yao Ye's about-to-erupt manhood. He
increased the frequency of his thrusts, his swollen tip sensitively touching her soft, tender walls, a large amount of hot fluid flowing from her vagina due to passion, making his manhood incredibly wet.
His vigorous thrusts left their crotch muddy, the abundant love fluid splattering everywhere, soaking the floor where they stood.
Yao Ye held the limp, nearly unconscious Bi Yao, exhausted from excessive pleasure, tightly in his arms. After one final, frenzied thrust, he pressed his narrow buttocks against her vulva, making small, rhythmic movements, letting his throbbing manhood ejaculate a large amount of thick, white semen inside her…
After ejaculating, he breathed heavily, reluctantly withdrawing his still-erect penis from her warm, moist body. He lifted her, still in a dazed state, and, ignoring the other woman lying on the bed, carried her out of the room filled with the sweet, pungent smell of semen.
The clear love fluid, mixed with the man's passionate semen, flowed unimpeded from Bi Yao's vulva, dripping onto the floor as he walked, leaving behind obscene evidence of passion.
With a tenderness he had never shown before, Yao Ye carefully wiped the sticky liquid between Bi Yao's legs, then casually wiped his own genitals, tossed the filthy white towel aside, and rolled onto the bed, lying on his side beside her, gazing at her beautiful face.
A full, round, smooth forehead, a delicate little nose, and soft, red lips… At that moment, Yao Ye realized he hadn't yet tasted the tenderness of her lips!
On a whim, he lowered his head and covered her soft, full lips with his thin lips. He took her lower lip into his mouth, sucking on its softness.
After licking her lips, he probed his tongue into her moist mouth, skillfully swirling and swirling it around, licking her little tongue, savoring the warmth and sweetness of her mouth.
Slightly satisfied, he withdrew his lips and tongue from her moist mouth, watching with satisfaction as her lips, moistened by his touch, became a luscious, vibrant red.
He propped his head up with his hand, leisurely continuing to admire her beauty.
His gaze moved down from her glossy lips to her small, slightly pointed chin, which framed her beautifully curved face. Recalling the beautiful eyes he had seen before, she truly was an irresistible little beauty.
His large hand slid down to her chest, gently kneading her two round, soft breasts. The two pink nipples were even more alluring against her snow-white skin; this was a wonderful part he had never tasted before.
He brought his face close to her chest, tracing the tip of her nipple with the tip of his tongue, then circling it after it became erect, before finally taking it into his mouth and sucking.
He took her nipple, pink areola, and plump white flesh into his mouth, caressing and licking them with his lips and tongue, sucking her breasts until they were red, swollen, and covered with glistening moisture, making one's heart itch with desire.
"Mmm..." The pain and overwhelming pleasure he experienced for the first time made Biyao fall into a deep, tired sleep.
But the commotion Yao Ye created on her body made her sleep restless. She tossed and turned, moaning, her small hands reaching towards her itchy chest, trying to brush away the culprit disturbing her sleep.
Yao Ye tilted his head, deftly dodging her hand, chuckling as he caught her wildly flailing hand, pulling the sheet over her naked body, understanding her tenderness, intending to let her go for now.
But at the same moment, Yao Ye's smile and hand suddenly froze.
He saw a clear teeth mark under Bi Yao's left armpit, beside her left breast.
It wasn't his! He ran his fingers over the mark, feeling the skin there was as smooth and delicate as the rest of her body; it wasn't a bite mark, but a birthmark-like mark.
But when that teeth mark came into his view, a strong hatred suddenly gripped his heart.
His smile vanished completely, and, bewildered, he suddenly realized that his gentleness towards her was different from how he usually treated women.
Regardless of the source of his hatred, he couldn't forget how many people coveted Yao Jin. Although she was sweet and charming, and had given him a rare physical pleasure, he couldn't let his guard down before figuring out her background.
Having made up his mind, Yao Ye stopped gently caressing Bi Yao and forced himself to sleep, waiting to question her about her origins and purpose at dawn.
Bi Yao opened her eyes groggily, her mind still foggy; she had temporarily forgotten what had happened the night before.
Gradually, she could see the patterns on the ceiling above the bed clearly. She blinked; the bright light in the room told her it was already daylight, probably close to noon. She
shifted her body, struggling to sit up her aching frame, wondering why she felt so weak and sore all over.
As she sat up, the sheet covering her slipped down to her waist, exposing her naked body to the cool air. Her sensitive nipples hardened instantly at the sudden contact with the cold air. Before
she could even be surprised by her own nakedness, she was startled by Yao Ye sitting directly opposite her on the bed.
Yao Ye forced a cold expression on his face, suppressing his reaction to seeing her beautiful body. He sat expressionless and with a detached gaze, waiting for her to recover.
Suddenly, Yao Ye's handsome face came into view, and the image of his rough treatment of her the previous night flashed through Bi Yao's mind.
Her eyes reddened, her lips trembled, and tears of grievance were about to fall.
She truly didn't understand what she had done wrong. Why, for no reason, did she have to endure such painful punishment?
He looked at her beautiful, slightly red eyes, tears welling up, and her lips trembling slightly. Coupled with her exposed, voluptuous upper body, the natural allure blending innocence and femininity almost made him lose his composure.
He cleared his throat. "Don't cry! Put your clothes on first, I have something to ask you."
Following Yao Ye's instructions, Bi Yao quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, blinking her large eyes, trying to stop the tears from falling.
She tried to get out of bed to put on the clothes lying on the edge of the bed, but her legs and waist were too weak, and after several attempts, she finally fell back onto the bed.
She looked at Yao Ye helplessly with wide eyes, "My body hurts so much, I can't stand up..."

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