CHAPTER 739: *YANYAN* (3)

"Dad..." her eyes quivered. "You can drink it all..."

She didn’t need to say it.

"Mghhh—!"

The moan tore through her lips before she could bite it back, her body arching like a bow, eyes squeezed shut, one hand flying to her mouth to muffle the cries, the other tangled in his hair, holding him to her chest.

He drank deeply. Her back twisted, legs clenching tight beneath him.

She had no idea it would feel like this.

Wang Xiao’s throat moved as he drank, savoring the heat, the strange sweetness laced with something darker. It wasn’t just milk, it was her, in a form he’d never tasted before.

Rich... addictive... and forbidden.

His fingers squeezed harder, and her legs kicked weakly. "D-Dad... I—I’ll lose my mind at this rate..."

She was trembling, toes curling, neck arching toward the moonless sky. Her flushed skin glowed faintly under his touch, chest rising and falling like waves in heat.

It was supposed to be a moment of playfulness.

But ten minutes passed.

Then more.

And Yanyan realized her mistake, he wasn’t stopping.

Between her thighs, the fire had become unbearable. Her breaths ragged. Her thoughts muddled. She wanted him now.

Desperately.

With glazed frustrated eyes, she reached down and took his hand, larger, rougher,.and compared it against her lips, her fingers trembling. Then, without thinking, she licked it, slow and messy, like a kitten caught in heat.

"...Why are you licking that?" Wang Xiao looked up at her, amused and surprised.

Caught red-handed, Yanyan froze, cheeks glowing a deep crimson.

"I couldn’t help it..." she whispered, voice barely audible.

Wang Xiao stared at her for a long second, her blushing face, her trembling bossom, the soft milk still beading at her nipple. Then, wordlessly, he licked the drop clean, before trailing one hand slowly down her body...

And gave her exactly what she seemed to be begging for.

Yanyan knelt on all fours above him, her breath shallow, heart pounding like drums of war. She didn’t need to be told what was coming, she knew.

Her face hovered just above his crotch, cheeks glowing crimson, heat rising like steam from her bare skin. Behind her, Wang Xiao’s hands were already at work, measuring the fullness of her buttocks through the last flimsy barrier of cloth. His fingers slipped under the edge, slowly pulling it down.

Her body was hot, too hot.

A normal human would’ve been scorched at a touch. If her skin were metal, it would’ve glowed cherry red. But she wasn’t normal. Even under that unbearable internal storm, her flesh remained smooth, pale, almost porcelain-like... only a faint blush betraying the raging storm underneath.

Inside her... the dark energy was rampaging, swirling violently back and forth like a beast trapped in a cage.

But she didn’t try to stop it.

Her eyes dropped to the thick bulge beneath his robes. The shadow of it alone made her lips part in a silent gasp. She reached out with both hands, fingers trembling as they touched him over the fabric, tracing the shape like it was some ancient relic. A single squeeze, firm and probing.

Then, biting her lip with a shiver of nervous delight, she reached for his clothes.

And began to unwrap her fate.

"Little slut, aren’t you in too much of a hurry?"

Wang Xiao raised a brow as he felt her delicate fingers crawl over his thigh. Her hands were already undoing his clothes, fingers trembling, not from hesitation, but haste. He paused, then spanked her firm rear, the impact making her buttocks jiggle in front of his face.

Smack!

"Ah!" Yanyan arched slightly, her lips curling into a sly smile. "What’s wrong with being daddy’s little slut?"

She glanced over her shoulder, red-faced yet rebellious, licking the corner of her lips like a fox caught stealing fruit.

Smack! Another spank.

"Don’t say it in front of others," he scolded with narrowed eyes.

"I didn’t!" she pouted, pressing her chest to the sheets. "Just to you... I’m only yours anyway."

Wang Xiao clicked his tongue. "Your mouth’s getting filthier every day."

She giggled shamelessly, "Then punish me, Father."

His fingers slid down, tracing the roundness of her firm buttocks, then pressing into her softness. She quivered. Her body steamed slightly, too warm for mortals, but her skin remained cold and fair, like heated snow.

As she bent further down, her breasts swayed slightly beneath her, and her fingers finally reached his hardened length.

She wrapped her hands around it like she’d found treasure.

"...It’s heavy," she muttered under her breath, gently squeezing.

"You’re still inspecting it like a new bride," he teased.

"I’m just making sure you’re healthy..." Her voice came low, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded as she leaned in closer.

Wang Xiao peeled away the final bit of cloth, revealing her completely. Her plump rear faced him fully now, round and tight. He couldn’t help but slide his hands across, separating the cheeks just enough to see the trembling core hidden within.

The white skin parted to reveal a small, tightly clenched butthole. Just below it, the tender territory of flushed pink flesh began. Wang Xiao pressed his finger lightly against the tight throbbing ring, it looked barely large enough to swallow even his little finger.

Yanyan shivered, her breath fastened. Her hot rectum instinctively tightened, gripping his finger tightly.

"D-Dad... not there..." she moaned through clenched teeth, a plea trembling in her voice.

"Why not?" Wang Xiao chuckled. "Do you even use this place? Isn’t it wasteful to leave it untouched... Let me make good use of it."

As gods, their bodies retained certain human traits, but didn’t require bodily functions, her insides were clean, immaculate.

"It’s... very sensitive," Yanyan mumbled, suddenly sulking.

Why did he always tease her like this? Couldn’t he wait at least until they finished the first round?

Touching her down there was fine, but she was already blazing hot, her two soft petals guarding her aching entrance like shy gates.

And of course, that became his next interest. Fair and flushed, her delicate folds trembled as he traced the pink lining with his fingers. Unable to resist, he grabbed her soft buttocks, pulling her closer to examine her closely.

It became clearer as he pulled her a bit closer. Two beautiful folds parted, revealing a small, pink, glistening hole, slightly moist and fragrant at the same time.

"Yanyan, where do you think Dad should put it? This one..." Wang Xiao teased, pressing against her twitching entrance, "...or this one up here?" His finger slid up, poking at the tiny slit above.

"!!"

Yanyan froze, stunned. A moment later, a soft, timid voice escaped her lips, "C-Can it even fit there...?"

She glanced at his dick nervously.

To take him in fully, she would need to drop all her defenses. She knew she would bleed, like any mortal woman, and for someone as powerful as her, that level of vulnerability felt foreign. But it didn’t matter.

Pain? She welcomed it.

In fact, she wanted it, to remember this moment. If Yue, Selene, and Fiona could take him, she could too.

But the moment his finger stretched her pee hole, gently probing it...

She shuddered.

If he tried to put it there... it’d be beyond pain. It’d be a nightmare.

Wang Xiao burst into laughter.

Yanyan blinked, realizing too late that she’d been played. She pouted and let out a humph of frustration. Why did he tease her like this?

She almost said yes! She was seriously calculating how bad the pain would be.

If he waited even one minute more... she might’ve actually let him.