[Hetu][Heavenly Demon][Episode 8 Chapter 5]

Chapter Five: Favoring Li Caiyu
The night was hazy, the moon hazy too. In the hazy space, the dim candlelight couldn't illuminate anything in the room, nor could it illuminate the man and woman whose hearts were consumed by lust. Its only function was to add a touch of mystery

to this ambiguity, to the gradually heating temperature. 　　Perhaps it was aiding and abetting the evil. The candlelight flickered, just like the people in their passionate kiss. The starlight in the sky seemed to want to peek, but ultimately shyly hid behind the clouds. 　　And it wasn't just the stars that were shy; wasn't the virgin woman in his arms the same? Just one deep kiss and she was weak in the knees—it was truly hard to let go. Driven by desire, Yang Cun only wanted to possess her. 　　His heavy breathing, mixed with the strong scent of alcohol, lingered between their lips. He held Li Caiyu tightly, pressing her incredibly elastic breasts against his firm chest, each breath bringing an intoxicating pleasure. Ignoring her increasingly weak breathing, Yang Cun shoved his tongue into Li Caiyu's mouth. 　　His desire was already stirring; he needed more stimulation, whether to alleviate it or to fuel it, otherwise he only wanted to devour her. He didn't need a mirror to know that in this atmosphere, his eyes must be red. 　　The inexperienced Li Caiyu didn't know how to reciprocate, which annoyed Yang Cun. He angrily flicked her tongue , and she finally responded, shyly and timidly licking him lightly. 　　That one lick was enough. Yang Cun's tongue entwined with hers, their tongues locked in a passionate embrace. From Li Caiyu's initial ignorance to her gradual learning to explore, this process pleased Yang Cun even more. What could be more fulfilling than personally transforming an innocent girl into a seductive woman? 　　Breathing deeply, they savored each other's sweetness, and with Li Caiyu's soft moans, her body slowly warmed . Yang Cun was extremely satisfied, his large hands roaming over her body through her clothes. Unwilling to succumb to the silent allure of his large hand, his fingers slipped inside her collar, savoring the hidden delicacy. It was a pity the collar was a little tight; otherwise, his hand wouldn't have had to remain untouched. His heart pounded wildly, and Yang Cun's body temperature rose accordingly. Pressed against Li Caiyu, satisfied with the softness of her breasts, he burned with her own heat. 　　A person's lung capacity is limited, after all. Even though his nose had been working continuously, how could the meager oxygen supply provide enough for a man deeply immersed in desire to enjoy comfortably? Squeezing out the last breath , Yang Cun finally released her. The beauty in his arms, however, remained limp, unresponsive, seemingly unconscious, with only faint breathing detectable through her nostrils. 　　He found it both amusing and exasperating. She'd fainted already? How could she possibly handle ? He mischievously thought, and lowered his head to breathe into her mouth. 　　He had no interest in a dead fish beauty; he wanted to hear her soul-stirring moans and watch her writhe beneath him in pleasure. 　　With Yang Cun's efforts, Li Caiyu slowly awoke. Her hazy eyes and shy demeanor were irresistible to any man of passion. Besides shyness, she felt immense joy at the kiss; giving her flawless body to Yang Cun was a way of repaying a debt. She had expected him to be disgusted, but unexpectedly… unexpectedly … 　　Li Caiyu was incredibly shy, not daring to look at Yang Cun's face, her head bowed, her voice barely a whisper: "Master, do you still want your hangover soup?" 　　What hangover soup? You are the best hangover soup. Yang Cun, his eyes red and breathing rapidly, glanced at her hand and couldn't help but chuckle: "Yes, drink it. Keep feeding me." 　　Li Caiyu blushed and looked down, utterly shocked. Where was the soup? Just now, kissed by Yang Cun, she was so lost in passion she forgot about the bowl in her hand. Now, the soup had spilled onto Yang Cun's clothes, with only the bowl lying peacefully between his legs. 　　"I...I..." 　　Li Caiyu stammered, embarrassed and unsure how to explain, nervously twisting her fingers. 　　"Wearing wet clothes is quite uncomfortable, so help me take them off." 　　Yang Cun took the initiative to help her out, his eyes filled with blatant teasing. 　　"Yes." 　　Li Caiyu could only reply. 　　Helping Yang Cun to his feet, Li Caiyu went to untie his belt. Her soft, boneless hands trembled slightly. She knew what would happen next, and although she tried to suppress it, she couldn't help but feel nervous. 　　Yang Cun looked at her amusedly, his lustful eyes fixed on the clothes that covered her private parts. He grabbed her delicate hand and whispered , "Take off yours first, I want to see you." 　　Li Caiyu was stunned, her face turning as red as could be. She hesitated for a moment, then withdrew her hand to untie the belt around her waist. 　　Her outer robe loosened, slowly sliding down her fragrant shoulders, momentarily blurring the seasons and filling the room with the vibrant energy of spring. Her 　　delicate, pink skin shimmered with an irresistible allure, its flawless smoothness almost causing Yang Cun to have a nosebleed. He couldn't believe that someone who didn't seem particularly beautiful possessed such snow-white skin. He reached out and touched it; the smooth, silky feel quickly captivated him. His teasing action caused Li Caiyu to tremble . 　　Her outer robe fell to the ground, leaving her delicate body clad only in a semi-transparent undergarment and a pink bodice adorned with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, concealing her proud breasts. Yang Cun's breath caught in his throat. He pressed down on her hand, which was still untying the bodice's strings. "The rest, I'll do." 　　He still felt something was missing. He lifted Li Caiyu's alluring chin, staring directly into her eyes, leaving her nowhere to hide, and bluntly expressing his desire. 　　"Caiyu, I want you." 　　Compared to his unwavering resolve, Li Caiyu seemed far more vulnerable. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes pleading as she looked at Yang Cun: "Sir, you saved me. This body will belong to you sooner or later, but could we go to bed first... I ..." 　　Standing there for everyone to see, though not completely naked, she was still . 　　"You think I'm going to take you here?" 　　Yang Cun raised an eyebrow, glancing at the table. This seemed like a good idea; he could try it another day. For now, he'd stick to the usual routine, and this little beauty was about to cry. He grinned lewdly: "Alright, to bed then ." 　　With that, he scooped Li Caiyu up and carried her to the bed.

Lay her seated on the bed, Li Caiyu stared at the candle, biting her lower lip, hesitant to speak. Yang Cun, however, understood.
"What? Want to turn off the light?"
"Mmm…"
Li Caiyu quickly nodded. It was such a shameful thing; how could she leave the light on?
"That won't do, I still have use for you."
Smiling mysteriously, Yang Cun's hand moved over Li Caiyu's smooth back, reveling in her uncontrollable trembling

. He bent down, kissing her delicate collarbone, his hands not idle, reaching behind her to untie the thin

red string.
The bodice slipped down, revealing a pair of near-perfect breasts before him. A surge of blood rushed to his head, and his

manhood rose sharply. Panting, Yang Cun lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking greedily

, his large hand covering the other, gently kneading it.
He had seen many women's breasts, but none could compare to the impact of these two. Based on the feel of her hands, it was definitely

...
something that could drive men crazy. Yang Cun's movements gradually increased from gentle to

brutally ravaging, these treasures deserved to be played with so wantonly. He released her mouth, one in each hand,

and those perfect curves lost their shape in his hands, being sculpted at will.
Plump and elastic, Yang Cun's large hands couldn't hold them; with a hard pull, the snow-white, alluring flesh

squeezed out from between his fingers, stimulating Yang Cun's throat to become unusually dry, making even the simple act of swallowing

impossible . Perhaps feeling the pain, Li Caiyu lay half-reclined, moaning incessantly. Her pleading eyes, seductive red lips,

and soft moans all intensified the stimulation of Yang Cun's senses, bringing him unprecedented pleasure.
The rough hands and crude kneading brought Li Caiyu unspeakable pain. Unable to move, her arms supporting her body, she could

only gaze with her large, watery eyes at Yang Cun, whose eyes gleamed with lustful excitement: "Master, be gentle,

it hurts..."
"It hurts? Then I'll be gentle."
He pounced on her, pinning her down. His mouth dry, Yang Cun continued to shamelessly play with Li Caiyu's

cherry , while the other moved down, forcefully spreading her legs apart with his stiff, trembling

hand.
Yang Cun's fingers traced the shape of her clitoris through her underpants, maliciously teasing her. Startled, Li Caiyu tried to

close her legs immediately, crying out repeatedly, "Master, don't touch there, it hurts..."
"Hurts?"
Yang Cun panted and chuckled wickedly, "What if it's like this?"
His wandering fingers pressed down hard, stopping at the entrance to the alluring, mysterious path. Because of the fabric,

his fingers couldn't penetrate deeply, only making a shallow indentation, gently tapping with his fingertips.
Such stimulation would be unbearable even for a woman experienced in love, let alone

a virgin like Li Caiyu. She cried out, grabbing Yang Cun's hand to stop him from going further, her voice already trembling with tears: "Master, please don't do

this."
"Don't?"
Yang Cun actually stopped what he was doing, looking at the woman beneath him with burning eyes. "Go,

bring ."
The sudden removal of his fingers left Li Caiyu feeling empty. She herself didn't understand why she felt

so uncomfortable when Yang Cun was playing with her, but now felt empty when his hand was gone. But Li Caiyu dared not let him continue. Although puzzled by his

order , she knew it couldn't be anything good. She could only tug at Yang Cun's sleeve and plead softly: "Master

… no candle, please…"
Her soft, gentle voice had a unique charm, making Yang Cun feel as if a feather had been added to his heart, tickling him

unbearably. He wouldn't let go, giving Li Caiyu's buttocks a heavy slap: "Go now."
"Ah…"
Li Caiyu cried out in surprise, but still obeyed. She rose and slowly crawled past Yang Cun, her perfect

breasts swaying slightly with her movements. Right under Yang Cun's nose, this was clearly torture.

The swelling in his lower body screamed in grievance, stimulating Yang Cun's nerves. He wanted nothing more than to pull this woman over, pin her down

, and ravage her, to reward his manhood. But just as he was about to reach out, Li Caiyu had already gotten

off the , and he had missed.
Looking down at his disgruntled erection, he reassured himself. "Fine, I'll just have to endure this for a while

. What's meant to be will be," he thought. In a flash, Li Caiyu came back with a candlestick, one jade-like arm

across her chest, blocking her alluring curves. She thought it was just to cover her shame, unaware that this half-revealed state was more

stimulating than complete nudity.
Snatching the candlestick, Yang Cun pulled Li Caiyu around the waist, not letting her get on the bed, and bit her breast.

His heart was churning like boiling water, barely able to contain himself. He had originally planned to play around, but desire

overwhelmed his stamina. Now, stimulated, he only wanted to possess, to possess fiercely.
Caught off guard by the tempting bite on her chest, Li Caiyu froze, a groan escaping her throat. She grabbed Yang Cun

's head, trying to push him away. Yang Cun didn't force her, letting her move, but holding onto the cherry in his mouth. As

he , the nipple was inevitably stretched.
"Ah..."
Unable to hold back her trembling, Li Caiyu cried out repeatedly, "Master, Master, it hurts..."
Tempted by her beauty, with the plump candy in her mouth, she secreted a lot of saliva, finally relieving Yang Cun's

thirst.
In this situation, he didn't care about swallowing, instead licking the candy with the tip of his tongue, his strong hands

holding Li Caiyu's waist to prevent her from moving.
Being bitten, there was definitely pain. But it wasn't just pain; there was also a special thrill inside. Especially

when Yang Cun teased her with his tongue, her mind went completely blank, and Li Caiyu's body went limp

. Yang Cun reacted quickly, pulling her back onto the bed with a forceful pull of his hand around her waist. He leaned over her without hesitation

, kneading her full breasts wantonly, and whispered between kisses on her cheek, "Undress me."
Under the relentless teasing of the experienced Yang Cun, Li Caiyu was almost paralyzed. The large hands and

lips , the rough touch of his fingertips, were enough to make her tremble. In this state, undressing Yang Cun,

especially while he was pinning her down, was incredibly difficult. Her trembling fingers moved slightly upwards, trying

for a long time to loosen Yang Cun's belt, but she couldn't even undo it.
Yang Cun, already burning with desire and impatient, couldn't tolerate such dragging movements. His mind was filled with…

Driven by primal urges, he simply wanted to release himself, and with a beautiful woman right beneath him, he

saw no reason to resist. Yang Cun propped himself up with his strong arms and began to

undress. In his haste, he couldn't undo it, and with a sudden burst of strength, the belt snapped.
Watching Yang Cun's somewhat frantic and rough actions, Li Caiyu bit her lower lip, feeling a surge of fear,

yet also a strange, inexplicable anticipation. What was she anticipating? Having never been cherished by a man, she

might not understand.
The half-naked woman lying on the bed, her coy and shy expression, her hazy, bewildered eyes—

all these fueled his desire. Driven to madness, Yang Cun quickly

pulled down his own pants, then ripped off Li Caiyu's underpants, his movements urgent and even rough.
"Master, Master, please slow down..."
Perhaps Yang Cun's madness frightened Li Caiyu, for she trembled, clutching the sheets beneath her.

Her already wet body stiffened under Yang Cun's teasing, especially when she saw his unmasked, erect penis; a look of

extreme shame and fear flashed across her face.
That expression undoubtedly pleased Yang Cun. He smiled seductively and said softly, "Good girl, I'll take good care of

you."
He then pressed his strong body against her jade-like form, forcefully

spreading her naked, shyly closed legs, exposing her lush forest and alluring pubic area to Yang Cun's gaze.
Driven by desire, boundless lust, and intoxicated by alcohol, Yang Cun had no heart for tenderness.
Aiming his glans at the entrance to her secret passage, and with fear flickering in Li Caiyu's eyes, Yang Cun lowered his waist, thrusting

his member deep into her delicate body. The warm, delicate flesh gripped his penis tightly, the intense pleasure

causing him to sigh involuntarily. It felt so good, so damn good!
At the same time, Li Caiyu cried out in pain as she was penetrated: "Ah..."
Her virgin territory, untouched by a man, was naturally exceptionally sensitive, and this sensitivity made her vulnerable. The honeyed fluid flowing from her pink vulva,

just aroused by desire,

was abruptly stopped by Yang Cun's lustful and rough movements. The lubrication in her passage was insufficient, and coupled with Yang Cun's force, even at the point

of contact, the woman beneath him still felt a lump in her throat.
He'd seen pigs walk even if he hadn't eaten pork, and this beautiful virgin had already experienced it all. Released from his desire, Yang Cun's eyes bloodshot

, he heard the lingering cries in his ears. Realizing he hadn't been gentle enough, and the tight passage chafing his

manhood , he stopped moving and leaned down to kiss Li Caiyu's lips, soothingly saying, "Be good, it'll be over soon, just

bear with it. This pain is only temporary. After this, you'll definitely feel very comfortable."
A tearing pain coursed through her limbs, the enormous thing invading her most tender parts felt like a fleshy blade,

every slight movement causing burning pain. Li Caiyu trembled uncontrollably, wanting to push the man off her,

but lacking the courage. She could only shake her head and sob softly, "It's alright, I... I can endure it.

Just enjoy yourself, Master."
Yang Cun had experienced the pain of losing a virgin's body, both in books and with the An sisters and Gao Lianxin

. The woman beneath him, her face contorted in pain, stirred his compassion. Li Caiyu's vagina

was incredibly tight, gripping his manhood so tightly it was impossible to move an inch. It throbbed and pulsated inside, seemingly angry. Looking at

his penis, still mostly exposed, Yang Cun gave a wry smile.
He had originally planned to wait until she adjusted before breaking through that barrier, but this woman's body was too sensitive and alluring.

Perhaps she wasn't used to it; the walls of her vagina were squeezing the intruding object tightly, coupled with instinctive contractions and

subtle throbbing—this feeling was fucking maddening. No, he couldn't hold back; if he did, he'd probably go crazy

.
He pressed his hands firmly against Li Caiyu's shoulders, lowered his head, and kissed her earlobe, sucking

and licking it. This was a woman's sensitive spot; her entire body was about to explode with desire. He could only appease her like

this . "Good girl, Caiyu, just bear with it a little longer, just a little longer. If it really hurts too much, bite my shoulder."
Yang Cun's licking motion made Li Caiyu tremble. Her senses were overwhelmed by a tingling sensation,

and the pain from the initial penetration of his penis lessened considerably. Meeting Yang Cun's murderous gaze, she nodded shyly and coquettishly, letting

out a soft moan: "Master, you... come in."
But Yang Cun did not grant Li Caiyu's wish. Instead, he carefully withdrew his penis.
"Hmm..."
With Yang Cun's movements, Li Caiyu moaned softly, not understanding why, after the penetration had been so painful,

she felt a strange emptiness after it was withdrawn. However, Yang Cun's next move still made her naked

body tremble. She gritted her teeth and groaned, "Master... ah... Master, no... don't touch there..."
To further arouse Li Caiyu's desire, Yang Cun's restless hand skillfully explored her

lower body, gently parting the dark bush, gliding over her vulva, spreading her two pink and alluring labia, and touching her small, yet infinitely sensitive clitoris with his middle

finger . Hearing Li Caiyu's pleas for mercy, he not only did not let go,

but instead smiled lewdly and pressed down hard with malice: "Don't touch where? Here? Or here?"
His somewhat rough fingers squeezed and pressed against her clitoris, occasionally gently twisting it. This stimulation revived her body, which had just been

somewhat parched. With the movement of his hand, strands of lustful fluid seeped from her vulva, staining

Yang Cun's fingers. Such stimulation was undoubtedly extreme for Li Caiyu. Instinctively, she wanted to clench her legs.

How could she, with no experience, know that such a small movement would bring such a powerful shock?
Unable to withstand the stimulation, Li Caiyu arched her back, her moans turning into soft sobs, filled with endless pleasure

and a contradictory mix of wanting that large hand to leave yet being addicted to the stimulation. Helpless,

she tightly clung to Yang Cun's arm, her two beautiful breasts rubbing against his bare arm.
The sensation was truly intoxicating. Yang Cun's nerves trembled with awe. Knowing the moment was right,

he withdrew his finger, pulling out a thin strand of saliva along with it—a decadent temptation. Staring at Li Caiyu's

passionate face, her red lips slightly parted, a sudden thought struck him. He shoved his finger into her mouth, "Baby, taste yourself."
In the heat of passion, all shyness and restraint vanished. The sudden withdrawal of his finger made Li Caiyu want to cry.

A restless emptiness gnawed at her lower abdomen, an itch that felt like a thousand ants crawling all over her. She didn't know how to relieve it, and instinctively

rubbed her jade-like legs against Yang Cun's strong waist. Driven by desire, she

gently before sucking on it. Her eyes were half-closed, her expression seemingly one of enjoyment, her body

writhing restlessly, arching and pressing against Yang Cun.
Such a vibrant and sensual scene caused Yang Cun's mind to buzz, his heart pounding wildly, his excitement almost bursting

out of his chest.
This woman was born with a seductive nature; even as a virgin, she was like this. If she were properly trained, how

wanton would she be? Anyone who could resist at a time like this was no man at all! He quickly withdrew his finger and straddled her again,

using the pressure on her shoulders to stabilize her body. Yang Cun, without hesitation, thrust in again, breaking through the

thin membrane that dared to block his exploration, sending his treasure deep into the body of this woman who, while not stunningly beautiful, possessed a wonderfully

sculpted body.
The hymen was broken, a glorious achievement personally accomplished by his own penis. At this moment, this

woman belonged to him. Overwhelmed by ecstatic joy, Yang Cun slowly withdrew from Li Caiyu's vagina, panting as

he watched the blood flow out. His eyes red, Yang Cun once again aimed his glans at the vaginal entrance and thrust it

in , this time penetrating all the way in, directly hitting the trembling yet tender cervix.
"Ah..."
Li Caiyu screamed, raising her head and biting Yang Cun's shoulder with such force

that a faint, sweet, metallic scent of blood quickly filled the air. "Master... Master... please, don't move... please... please be gentle with me

, I'm in so much pain..."
Even her pleas were tearful and weak; of all the women he had slept with, this one had

suffered the most pain. Given Yang Cun's temperament, he would have waited until she was feeling better before making a move. But for some

reason, the smell of blood in his nostrils inexplicably excited him; he only wanted to release his pent-up desires,

to thrust . He had no other thoughts.
Li Caiyu looked over through teary eyes, her breath catching in her throat. Then, a second scream rang out, filled with boundless terror.

She frantically pounded on Yang Cun's chest, screaming, "Ah...get away...get away..."
Her mind was hazy, devoid of any self-awareness. Perhaps she sensed something was wrong, but she couldn't grasp it.

Li Caiyu's sudden resistance aroused all the desires deep within her body.

Yang Cun effortlessly grabbed her hand, pinning it above her head with his large palm. He began his most primal act.
He pulled out, then thrust in again, each time hitting the soft entrance to her cervix, eliciting screams from Li Caiyu

. Each withdrawal caused the pink flesh of her vaginal canal to rip open,

revealing his bulging, veiny penis—the sensory stimulation was almost unbearable. His body seemed to be controlled,

he couldn't stop himself. The woman beneath him was pale, her eyes filled with boundless fear, a fear that only made him more

aroused . In a hazy state, he felt an urge to just fuck her to death.
"Master, Master, this servant is in so much pain, so much pain, ahhhhh..."
Li Caiyu's moans and screams sounded so soul-consuming.
Something was wrong, something was very wrong, he just couldn't stop. His body became more and more excited, Yang Cun could feel his penis

swelling slightly, every friction between Li Caiyu's passage and his penis drove him crazy.
He had to release, or his body would explode, a tremor ran through his mind, and this

thought . Driven by desire, the air was filled with the sounds of flesh colliding and heavy breathing

. Li Caiyu was pressed down, passively enduring, floating and sinking like a broken doll. Fortunately, after a few times,

she felt her body becoming moist from the stimulation of desire, and the seeping fluids flowed like a relentless tide,

moistening herself and his manhood.
Gradually, the cries from Li Caiyu's mouth were no longer screams of agony, but familiar moans. They sounded

like boundless pain mixed with indescribable pleasure, each moan stimulating Yang Cun's nerves.
The initial pain was indeed excruciating, feeling as if a red-hot iron rod was being pierced into her body. The

pain was indescribable, more intense than being injured or beaten, as if her body was being torn apart. For a moment,

Li Caiyu thought she was going to die. Coupled with Yang Cun's relentless movements, each thrust was a burning pain,

reaching the deepest part of her body, causing a dull ache in her lower abdomen. The large thing that brought her pain seemed to have a mind

of its own , throbbing inside her, tormenting her to the point of almost suffocating her.
Was this what lovemaking felt like? Her lower body felt like it was filled with burning coals; the only sensation was a searing pain.
It hurt like hell.
Gritting her teeth, Li Caiyu told herself she couldn't faint, she couldn't. The

handsome, muscular man on top of her, who now looked like he wanted to devour her, was her master. He had bought her,

and she had to stay with him even if it meant death. After bracing herself for the pain, she found that the single pain was slowly

changing. As that monstrous rod continued to thrust in and out, other sensations appeared, a tingling, aching,

indescribable , with an intoxicating pleasure that made her want more…
A strange feeling, which she couldn't describe, attacked her entire body. It was incredibly pleasurable; every

pore opened up, and fine beads of sweat poured out, wetting her already disheveled hair. Another

powerful thrust, and Li Caiyu frowned, tilting her head back, unable to hold back her moans: "Haa… um haa… ah

…"
Once it started, she couldn't stop. It felt like a rabbit was jumping inside her chest, making it impossible for her to

concentrate .
What a seductive moan! The thrusts made Yang Cun's heart melt. Was this woman doing it on purpose? He knew perfectly well

that the more she did this, the less he could stop. If it weren't for her pale face slowly turning into an eerie blush, he would have almost thought

that Li Caiyu wasn't a virgin at all, but a charming courtesan who knew how to please men.
Was it because he was so skilled that he made her forget herself? A sense of pride welled up in Yang Cun's heart, and his

movements became more and more vigorous, enjoying watching the woman's face sway with ecstasy beneath him. With each powerful thrust, Yang Cun reached out and wantonly played with her tender breasts, which swayed like waves, and he couldn't help but moan

from Li Caiyu's tightness .

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