Island Slut

Moonsleeping Island is an isolated island in the vast sea, surrounded by water on all sides. The island is picturesque, like a paradise on earth.

However, apart from Moonsleeping Island's own private boats that are familiar with the waterways and travel between the mainland and Moonsleeping Island, ordinary people, including those who admire its beauty, have no idea how to reach it.

Therefore, for most people, Moonsleeping Island is only a name, never seen, and their scenery can only be longed for.

Thus, on the day of the wedding banquet, the wedding procession from the Southern Prince's Mansion could only wait on the opposite shore for Moonsleeping Island's own large ship to personally escort the bride.

Inside the Ruyi Garden, in a private boudoir where the wind rustled and flowers fell, a quiet figure in bright red sat on the edge of the bed. She wore a festive crimson dress, a magnificent cloak, a phoenix crown, and a wedding veil, which made her slender and petite figure appear joyous.

"Qingmiao... Qingmiao!" A soft, delicate female voice rang out in the room. The red figure trembled slightly, then lifted the bright red bridal veil, revealing Qingmiao's pure and ethereal face beneath the phoenix crown.

"Miss... why are you still here?" Qingmiao frowned, urging Hualuo to hide quickly. "Go back to where you're hiding. Wait until the wedding procession is far away before you return to your room!"

"Qingmiao, I..." Hualuo looked at Qingmiao sadly, unsure how to express her heartache. "I'm sorry to have wronged you... Qingmiao."

"Miss, don't say that! Qingmiao has nothing to be wronged about. As long as you are happy, Qingmiao is content..."

Qingmiao suddenly put her index finger to her lips. "Shh—Miss, quick! Someone's coming! Go hide! Don't worry about me anymore." She finished speaking quickly, then picked up the bridal veil and covered her head again.

Hua Luo heard a cacophony of voices in the distance. She glanced quickly at the red figure sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, then turned and opened the door, running back to her hiding place.

She had barely settled in when she heard a group of people bustling into her room, and soon after, a petite, brightly dressed bride emerged.

She became even more cautious, thinking to herself, thankfully, only Qing Miao served her closely, and the other maids weren't aware of the significant difference in their heights. Otherwise, given Qing Miao's petite stature, being a head shorter than her, wouldn't someone have noticed something amiss long ago?

Hua Luo's heart pounded wildly, her whole body tense, listening intently to every sound outside, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.

Only when the clamor of voices faded into the distance did she dare to let out a soft breath. It seemed… she was safe…

but she still dared not come out too quickly, remaining quietly in place, afraid to move.

In that moment of relaxation, she realized her entire body was drenched in a light sweat from tension.

She knew she had to change her clothes when she got back to her room…

but then she remembered Qingmiao was no longer by her side, and for the time being, there might be no one to attend to her needs…

Hua Luo unconsciously paused, and after what seemed like an eternity, the evening breeze brought her back to her senses.

The sweat on her body was still hot, and the evening breeze made her feel quite uncomfortable.

She waited quietly for a while; now the garden was completely silent, except for the chirping of insects, their cheerful songs filling the night.

It seemed… everyone must have left.

She peeked out, her face

hidden in the empty garden. Only then did Hua Luo truly feel relieved. She left her hiding place and gracefully entered her boudoir.

Inside, she began to carefully remove her clothes, which were slightly damp with sweat and night dew.

The considerate Qingmiao had prepared a tub of hot water for her behind the screen, so she could wash herself if needed.

But the clothes were difficult to remove; Hualuo, who had never dressed herself before, found herself rather clumsy.

It took her quite a while to finally remove her outer garment and skirt, but her inner garment remained on her exquisite body.

But now, she wasn't in a hurry to remove her undergarments.

She moved forward lightly, bent down, and extended her slender fingers to test the water temperature.

Wow! The water had become quite cold…

What to do?

She had never soaked in such cold water before. Should she get in and soak herself?

However, she was covered in the smell of sweat, which made her feel sticky and uncomfortable; not washing herself was also stifling.

Although there was a bathroom at the other end of the courtyard, the thought of stepping out of her room and being seen by someone made all her previous efforts seem pointless.

Always pampered by Qingmiao, she hesitated over the bucket of lukewarm water.

So engrossed in her thoughts, she didn't notice the door, unbolted, being quietly opened and closed.

She only snapped back to reality with a start when she heard the tinkling sound of the crystal curtains being pulled aside.

"Who is it?" she asked, looking up to be stunned by a burly man who had suddenly intruded into her private space.

It was too late for Hua Luo to realize how a strange man could have entered her room.

The man's astonished expression made her face paler, and she involuntarily retreated, trembling.

Good heavens! Her residence was always guarded; how could a thief have broken in?

And Moonsleeping Island was always heavily guarded; how could a stranger have entered the inner courtyard,

especially the women's quarters?

A series of terrifying hypothetical scenarios flashed through her confused mind. She looked fearfully at the surging desire in the eyes of the man opposite her.

Nangong Kai gazed in astonishment at the stunningly beautiful woman before him, utterly shocked and overwhelmed.

Good heavens! She was a thousand times more beautiful than he had imagined!

His burning eyes consumed her figure. He hadn't expected to enter the room and be greeted by such a vibrant and alluring scene; he hadn't been prepared at all.

Good heavens!

Look at her! A silken undergarment clung to her curvaceous figure. Though her pale face lacked color, it was breathtakingly beautiful enough to steal a man's heart and soul.

The thought that tonight was their wedding night made his blood boil.

He… he… he couldn't wait any longer.

A fierce and rapid flame of desire surged from his lower abdomen, and he couldn't help but stride forward.

"What...what are you going to do? No! Don't come any closer!" As soon as she saw him step forward, she turned around and tried to run away.

But as soon as she turned out of the screen, he grabbed her from behind and picked her up around the waist. She screamed in fright, "No, no! Let me go! Let me go..."

She was so scared that she pounded and screamed, pushing and hitting him with all her might with her small hands. "No! I don't want to, let me go--"

He strode towards her bed, his dark eyes burning with an unmistakable raging desire.

"Don't be afraid! Don't—don't resist me! Hua Luo, it's me! Don't you recognize me?" His hoarse, deep voice revealed a primal lust burning fiercely within him.

Hearing her name, she froze, her eyes trembling as she looked up at him. "You…how do you know my name?"

No—how could this be?

She had never seen this man before. How could he know her given name?

Could it be…he…he had planned this intrusion?

Thinking this, Hua Luo's heart trembled even more—

who…who was he?

Looking into her captivating, beautiful eyes, he found only unfamiliarity. He felt a strange mix of amusement and disbelief.

Could it be…she had forgotten him?

How could this be?

He told himself he had to find a way to make her remember him quickly, to make her remember him firmly!

"Why wouldn't I know your name? You are my queen!"

What?!

What was he saying?

Her already pale face turned even more deathly white. He…he couldn’t be—

“You…you are…” No! She didn’t want to believe it! She refused to believe it, so she hesitated to utter the words “Prince of Nanjun.”

“Your Highness, you have truly broken my heart! Could it be—” He loosened his grip and placed her on the bed, “Don’t you recognize your own husband?”

“You…how is it you?” Upon confirmation, Hua Luo’s heart pounded with panic. Her beautiful eyes widened in fear as she stared at the burly man before her.

Qing Miao…the man who was supposed to marry Qing Miao was actually…actually appearing before her. How could things have turned out this way? Where was

Qing Miao?

Who had married her? Hua Luo’s heart was filled with anxiety, not knowing what to do.

“You…you weren’t at the Prince of Nanjun’s residence?” Hehe! This is the key point.

If it weren't for his younger brother Feng Yang's private visit that day, he wouldn't have known that these two women could pull off such petty tricks.

After discussing it, the two cunning men decided—why not play along?

As for punishment—

since Feng Yang Yue Mian had already decided to deal with the maid herself, he couldn't interfere further.

However, the one before him was, of course, his responsibility!

It seemed he needed to properly, diligently, and seriously teach her the undeniable fact that he was her husband.

He revealed a broad smile, but his eyes fiercely fixed on the beauty on the bed, and he began to quickly strip off his clothes.

Hua Luo looked at his exposed, muscular physique in fear, her mind going blank for a moment. Blood rushed to her snow-white face, and instantly, her small face turned as red as a crabapple blossoming in early spring.

After all, as innocent as she was, she had never seen a man's naked body before, let alone such a muscular one.

Although Nangong Kai's appearance wasn't exactly handsome, let alone beautiful, his features were rugged and full of bold lines. While he wasn't as tall and slender as the elegant Feng Yang Yuemian, he was more presentable, his muscles bulging and full, each one a tightly knit mass.

Such a strong and robust physique! While the women of the brothel would find it hard to resist, it was a nightmare for a pure young girl like Hua Luo. Panicked and

frightened, she finally reacted when he leaned closer, trying to jump off the bed to escape.

But like a rabbit falling into the jaws of a wolf, he easily reached out and pulled her back into his arms, laying her on her back on the bed.

"No!" she screamed, writhing and struggling, "No! I don't want to! Don't touch me!"

He completely ignored her punches and kicks, his heavy body pressing down on her soft, fragrant form, a sigh of pleasure escaping his lips.

Oh! Such a soft and full body, the feel of it far exceeded his imagination.

His senses were even more excited!

His lower body was already swollen and hard, trembling as if protesting, why didn't he hurry up and "charge into battle"?

He couldn't wait to enter her soft and fragrant body and share a passionate lovemaking experience with her.

"You smell so good! My little flower, I can't help but touch you..." He leaned down and buried his face in her neck, greedily inhaling her intoxicating fragrance and jade-like skin.

His hot tongue licked her alluring neck, sucking on her tender skin that was softer than snow.

His large, rough hands explored her curves with great urgency.

His strong body rhythmically rubbed and kneaded the soft, snowy body he had pressed down on.

Hua Luo couldn't stand his constant pressing and touching of her body, and goosebumps rose all over her skin...

This feeling... Oh--she wanted to curl up.

"No." She gasped, her voice almost choked.

What was his shameless hand doing?

No—she was trying to resist the strange feeling of him invading her body, but suddenly she realized that his rough hands had actually…

had slipped inside her underwear, finding her soft, white mounds and beginning to knead them vigorously.

That… was a place no one had ever touched before!

She was so ashamed that her whole body felt like it was on fire, desperately pushing him away, her mouth constantly crying out intermittently, "No—don't—"

But he ignored her completely. He was so excited that he was almost going crazy, as if three torches were burning him. His large hands groped all the way to the tender valley between her legs, kneading her softness through her underwear…

"No…" she sobbed, tears welling up in her eyes, her heart pounding and her legs involuntarily clamping together even tighter.

He…how could he—

no man had ever touched her so closely before. She felt as if she were sinking into scalding water, dizzy and panicked.

“Flower, are you in such a hurry?” She squeezed her legs together, trapping his large hand that was caressing her private parts. Oh! How annoying.

He smiled wickedly, his breath hot and menacing.

Just thinking that tonight she would become his true lover made his heart pound.

He had longed for this for so many years, and endured for her for so many years. Now, finally, he could fulfill his dream tonight! Yes! He cheered loudly in his heart.

His lower body also became even more erect and swollen; he…couldn't wait any longer.

His initial intention to be gentle with her on her first night had completely evaporated under the torment of lust.

With a light touch, he parted her tightly squeezed legs, and then, swiftly, he removed her panties.

"No...don't..." How could he take off her underwear?

She was startled, tears welling up instantly. She kicked frantically, but he forcefully used her strength to pull her legs off, revealing her soft, alluring triangle covered in fine hairs…

He gazed fascinated at the valley that would soon engulf him, his large hands forcefully restraining her long legs, which she tried to close several times in shame and anger.

Her head shook incessantly, “No…” She desperately wanted to shake off this nightmare, but she couldn't shake off his powerful, intense touch.

He spread her legs wider to make it easier for himself to be inside. His swollen, throbbing male desire pressed directly against her secret place—rubbing against her tender valley.

Hua Luo trembled. Though she didn't understand human affairs, she instinctively knew… something terrifying was about to happen—

“No, no—Father, Father! Save me, save me, Father… no…” she cried out desperately, the handsome face of Feng Yang Yue Mian flashing before her eyes.

But Nangong Kai found it extremely grating, and couldn't help but frown. Please! She was his queen, how could she think of another man at a time like this?

Humph! Even if that man was her father, he wouldn't allow it!

He stretched out his thick index finger and forcefully inserted it into her crying, bright red mouth, forcing her to hold it in her mouth, silencing any chance of her making a sound.

No…

“Mmm…” She painfully held his thick finger in her mouth, unable to speak freely anymore. His thick finger filled her mouth completely and began to slide up and down.

The way she held his finger in her mouth further fueled his uncontrollable passion.

Now, she could only moan softly in his arms.

His satisfied eyes shone brightly, igniting a fierce fire, and his fully erect lower body began tentatively searching for her secret entrance.

Oh! This flower cave is so soft, so tender… She almost melted his entire body…

He couldn’t help but let out a low growl, one large hand pressing down on her soft, white buttocks, his entire waist thrusting forward, suddenly entering her tight entrance.

“Ugh… ugh…” No… it hurts so much—

she tried to shake her head, but couldn’t shake off his index finger sliding back and forth in her mouth; she couldn’t help but frown, tears streaming down

her face from the pain, almost fainting! Her lower body felt as if it was being torn apart, and then, his erect “Southern Kingdom” entered her body so forcefully.

He wildly thrust deep into her body, even when he encountered the thin membrane inside her, he still insisted on piercing through, straight into the deepest part of her body. The pain was so intense

that she bit down hard, biting his index finger that kept sliding in and out of her mouth. Tears

streamed down her face even more freely. "Mmm..." He licked away the tears on her cheeks with his tongue, excitedly withdrawing his finger. His firm lips quickly sealed hers, his slippery tongue darting between her soft lips and teeth, greedily drinking in her sweet nectar.

No! It hurts so much! Hua Luo thought sadly, his thrusting was hurting her so much—

she reached out to push him away, but his large hand gripped her tightly, rendering her unable to move as she endured his thrusts.

His nimble tongue slid in and out of her mouth, doing what he was doing below!

The heat continued to rise, Nangong Kai's desire, suppressed for many years, was once released and was no longer under control. The fierce flames within him surged and pulsed within her...

"No—" Hua Luo felt like she was about to faint from the pain.

But she couldn't break free from his restraint and oppression.

Her softness enveloped his hardness, his breath hot and labored as he moved rhythmically within her, like a wild horse that couldn't be pulled back. He was completely lost in her soft, full body.

*********

Hua Luo lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face. Her gaze drifted aimlessly through the bed curtains.

The heavy breathing of that hateful man filled her ears, and she felt both exhausted and sorrowful.

After he had forced himself on her three times, he finally rolled off her and lay on his back on the bed, one large hand still stubbornly holding her smooth, fragrant shoulder, refusing to let her leave.

What to do? She was no longer pure! Hua Luo cried out in her heart.

She couldn't forget the man forcing himself on her, his intense presence filling her body.

That feeling was both embarrassing and humiliating, but what shamed her most was that she had unconsciously screamed in his arms during the final wave of passion.

Why? Why did this happen?

Her beloved father was the one she loved most! How could she allow a man to violate her to this extent?

Hua Luo was consumed by self-reproach. She didn't notice the man lying beside her, who had shifted to his side, gazing intently at her exquisite face, one hand supporting his chin.

Seeing her long, flowing black hair exuding a delicate fragrance, Nangong Kai couldn't help but recall the alluring way her hair had entangled with his during their lovemaking.

He gently reached out and wiped away her tears.

"Hua'er, aren't you tired of crying? Your tears seem to fall endlessly."

Hua Luo suddenly realized, turning to look at him, and seeing the burning intensity in his eyes, she instinctively shrank further into the bed.

Seeing this, he reached out and pulled her shrunken body onto his own muscular frame.

"No—" she weakly croaked, her body still limp from his recent thorough penetration.

"Why don't you want to? Flower, do you know how perfect your body is, driving men crazy? So smooth and soft..." he teased, his hand moving to touch her full figure against his chest.

His large hand slid down to her shapely buttocks, kneading and pressing them, which frightened her into struggling again.

"No! Let me go! I really don't want to..." This man was rough and crude, completely unlike her father's refined elegance, utterly repulsive!

She pushed him away with a sense of rejection, but it had no effect on him.

"That won't do! Flower, tonight is our wedding night, how can it be enough if I don't take more from you?" Nangong Kai laughed smugly, the more she resisted, the more it fueled his desire to conquer.

How outrageous! She was already his, and yet she kept saying no, no, wasn't that a blow to his male pride? Since that was 　　the case

, he had no choice but to continue until she said "yes." Initially, he had been considerate of her inexperience and didn't want her to indulge her desires too much, so he had let her rest for a while. However, since she still had the strength to resist him, he didn't need to be so polite. 　　His large hand pressed down on her beautiful buttocks, which were desperately trying to escape, and with a thrust, he unceremoniously pushed his proud "top-notch" member into her hips, and immediately began to move. 　　"Flower, say you want it!" he commanded as he did so. 　　"No… I don't want it…" she passively bit her lip, but still couldn't suppress her shameful moans.

His large, powerful male desire rubbed and slid within her, arousing an uncontrollable, strange pleasure within her. She gasped repeatedly, trembling as she gripped his shoulders, even her toes involuntarily curling.

"Oh no...no..." Though she uttered words of refusal, her body defied her will, twisting its waist as if possessing its own consciousness, swallowing his fiery desire with each thrust. Good

heavens! Was she a slut?

Why did her heart reject him, yet her body couldn't resist?

She trembled, tilting her head back, trying to leave his embrace, but he wouldn't allow it!

He gripped her waist, smoothly shifting her from a prone position to a sitting position on him, a position that further fueled his erect desire, allowing it to penetrate deeper and more directly.

The virgin, experiencing lovemaking for the first time, didn't understand how sex could manipulate one's senses, making the man and woman immersed in it powerless. Deep within her heart, she felt immense shame for her easy surrender.

She painfully stretched out her delicate hand to cover her soft moans, "No, no—" Heavens! Who will save her from this man's grasp? She cried in her heart.

Father… Hua Luo misses you so much… Where are you?

Why did you let this man marry me?

He looked up at her hazy, beautiful eyes, and was displeased to find that even during their lovemaking, she was still not focused on him. Was he really that unattractive?

No woman had ever been able to have her mind wander while "making love" with him; she was the only exception!

He thrust upwards forcefully, penetrating deep into her, and listened with satisfaction to her gasps.

"How is it—Hua'er? Do you like it?" He smiled excitedly, tightening his grip on her waist and intensifying his thrusting rhythm.

She trembled and arched her back, unable to utter a word, only able to tightly grip the hard muscles of his chest, leaving claw marks on them.

“Flower, say it! Say what you like, I know you like it.” He intensified his movements, staring at her wildly.

“No…no…” She shook her head erratically, her long, black, satin-like hair cascading around her body…

His friction caused a slight pain inside her, yet it also ignited a fiery pleasure. Flower could hardly describe the feeling; she only knew that the sensation was so intense that her body involuntarily arched, swallowing his fierce assault…

Looking at her soft, snowy mounds swaying before him, seemingly enticing him to take them, he unconsciously reached out his large hand, grasped her round, full breasts, and began to knead and caress them, sometimes forcefully, sometimes gently.

She trembled slightly, using all her strength to avoid touching his rough hands. Her thoughts drifted far away, and she couldn't help but think of Feng Yangyuemian—

if... her father had also caressed her with those big hands like that...

The thought made her blush, and she reached the peak of pleasure amidst her trembling body.

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