The Captive Concubine's Tale - Chapter 42, Playing with H

With a narrowing of his phoenix eyes, Emperor Xu Li felt a surge of rage rising within him. His hands clenched tightly, wanting to vent his anger, yet unable to harm the little thing he desired. In his entire life, when had he ever been so restrained for anyone? Whatever he wanted, he could easily obtain it; why would he need to compromise like this?! Only this girl beneath him could evoke his remaining tenderness and pity. Alas, she not only possessed him, but her heart was also filled with another man!
The body beneath the snow-white robe trembled slightly with anger. Emperor Xu Li reached out, his elegant five fingers gripping Ming Ruo's throat. He truly wanted to kill her, to save him from thinking about her day and night, and to save her from muttering another man's name every time he saw her!
His cold-blooded cruelty has been a thing of the past for a long time. Who in this world can gain his pity? Yet the only one who did receive it was completely unaware of it!
Withdrawing his hand, Emperor Xu Li took a deep breath to calm his anger. Beneath him, he called out Duanmu Yun's name, "Ruo'er, are you deliberately trying to enrage your father?"
He was furious, yet unwilling to do anything to her. He cupped her two delicate breasts in his hands, pinching each bud between his thumb and forefinger, and began to vigorously tease them. Her still-developing breasts couldn't withstand his rough treatment and quickly swelled and stood erect. His thin lips descended, taking the snow-white, tender flesh into his mouth and chewing and sucking it vigorously. Emperor Xu Li was truly enraged and showed no mercy. His lips and teeth ruthlessly ravaged her tender breasts. How could the developing girl's breasts withstand such humiliation? Mingruo began to sob uncomfortably, her face scrunched up, her beautiful and delicate features tightly tangled together, her small mouth slightly moving, like a pitiful little fish out of water. Her hands, which had been holding Emperor Xu Li's head, slid around on the bed, sometimes opening, sometimes clenching, the pain in her chest making her cry out in unbearable agony.
"You're crying already?" Emperor Xu Li smiled wickedly and gently bit the tender nipple. "Your father is in much more pain than you are, but I haven't cried. You're crying like this, which makes your father feel terrible."
Mingruo, of course, did not answer him. She only felt as if something was pressing down on her chest, heavy and painful, dull and uncomfortable.
"Waaah..."
"Still crying?" His deep purple eyes flickered slightly. The desire that Emperor Xuli had been holding back to torture her slowly faded away. Finally, he sighed softly, and the way he kneaded her tender breasts became gentle. His handsome face was covered with an unreadable, obscure color. He lowered his head, leaned close to Mingruo's ear, and asked softly.
"You know your father won't be harsh with you, don't you? You're so confident that he spoils you, that's why you dare to be so arrogant, isn't it?"
The pain in her chest gradually subsided, and Mingruo slowly stopped crying. Her tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and her little mouth pouted, as if she had a bellyful of grievances that she could not express.
Looking at her delicate and tender appearance, Emperor Xuli didn't make things difficult for her any further. He kneaded her soft breasts a few times with his large hands before moving on to untie the ties of her underpants. His slender fingers twirled a strand of fine hair, playing with it, occasionally mischievously tugging at it. Mingruo would whimper in pain, and when she whimpered, Emperor Xuli would soften his touch. But as soon as she quieted down, he would start teasing her again.
That delicate flower-like opening was as mysterious and tender as when he first saw it, tightly and meticulously enveloping the narrow passage, its closed shape suggesting that no man had ever visited it. But this enchanting place was not as pure as it appeared; another man had already entered it!
Emperor Xu Li recalled the scene he had inadvertently witnessed at the General's mansion. Duanmu Yun's thick, hard penis had cleaved the narrow passage inch by inch, the two pitiful little petals helplessly enveloping the body, each thrust pulling out delicate flesh, the silvery, transparent fluid making a mess of their joined bodies, a scene of lewdness yet exuding endless allure. He had done such things before, he had slept with countless women, the concubines in his harem were far, far more skilled in bed than he was… but why could none of them ignite his deepest desires?!
"Here..." His slender fingertips, faintly scented with white datura, pressed against the delicate opening, slowly sinking in with a soft "pop." His finger slid in inch by inch until it reached the very end. Her opening was tender and narrow, unbelievably sweet. His finger even reached the delicate cervix—that soft little mouth slightly parted, sucking at him, the fine, lingering pleasure simply intoxicating.
"Has Duanmu Yun gone in?"
Emperor Xu Li tapped the small mouth, trying to pull his fingertip away, but it sucked on it tightly. A playful smile appeared on his thin lips, "So greedy, you won't even let go of such a slender finger."
With a foreign object inserted into her body, Mingruo twisted her slender waist, trying to shake it off, but how could Emperor Xuli allow her to do as she pleased? Not only that, he even added another finger, inserting and teasing it with two fingers together. The delicate passage couldn't withstand such torment, and the sounds of water gradually increased. The tender orifice, almost invisible to the naked eye, slightly opened and closed its small mouth, releasing mouthful after mouthful of lustful nectar. Emperor Xuli's palm was already soaked, his entire hand becoming incredibly shiny. When he withdrew his hand from Mingruo's body, countless droplets of water trickled down from his fingertips, wetting the brocade quilt. The unique fragrance of the young girl filled the entire palace, the air filled with an extremely sweet scent.
"Mmm..." Mingruo rubbed her legs against the headboard, her vagina itching intensely, as if desperately craving something to fill it. What was it? What did she want? "So hot..."
Although her voice was very soft, it did not escape Emperor Xu Li's ears. He raised a leisurely smile, his fingers hovering and caressing at the entrance of her flower, but he refused to go in and satisfy her.
"Hot? Heh... Ruo'er is so honest." Hmm, he really loves this kind of suppressed pleasure. Even if she were readily available, he wouldn't take her while she was in a daze. But if he can't have her, he can at least satisfy his craving, right? If he had to watch her all the time, he wouldn't be able to stand it either!
With a flick of his right hand, a thick wolf-hair brush slid out from the hem of his robe. His slender hand held the brush with unparalleled elegance, the soft bristles floating dry. Emperor Xu Li held the brush with the utmost reverence, then slowly approached the overflowing, moist opening, grinding it back and forth a few times. The originally dry bristles instantly became wet and solidified. Seeing this, Emperor Xu Li smiled faintly, then used the wet brush tip to dab a few times on the delicate pink buds, drawing characters between Ming Ruo's tender, moist thighs as if writing. Although this caused his desire to swell to an astonishing degree, he restrained himself with extremely strong self-control.

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