CHAPTER 127: CHAPTER 127 - DEEP, PASSIONATE LOVE SESSION

I could hear heartbeat racing as if it felt like it might burst out of my ribs.

She lifted her trembling gaze to meet mine, her face completely red. "What are you saying, husband?"

I didn’t bother answering with words. Instead, I snapped my fingers.

The office vanished.

The desk, the chairs, the formal trappings of imperial authority—all of it dissolved like morning mist, replaced by the familiar opulence of our private chambers.

Rich red velvet covered the massive bed, and the air carried that distinctive scent of sandalwood and lust.

Leaning back against the silk pillows, I watched as Mei remained straddling my lap, looking around in wonder at the sudden transformation.

"Husband," she began, but I cut her off with a gentle gesture.

My hands were already on Mei’s hips, fingers digging into the soft, yielding flesh beneath her robes.

I gripped tighter, pulling her down harder onto my lap, feeling the heat of her pussy pressing against my throbbing cock through the layers of fabric.

She winced, a sharp little gasp escaping her lips—"Ah!"—her body tensing for a split second, those dark eyes widening in surprise.

The sound shot straight to my groin, making me even harder, but I forced myself to ease up, relaxing my hold until my palms just rested there, warm and possessive on her curves.

"There," I murmured, my voice low and rough, still thick with the month’s worth of pent-up need. "Your turn now, wife. Show me how much your body me. Work for it."

She blinked at me, those innocent eyes flickering with confusion and that shy hunger I’d been craving.

Her cheeks flushed deeper, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she nodded slowly, her hands trembling as they reached for the ties of her robe.

I leaned back against the pillows, crossing my arms behind my head, content to watch.

I wouldn’t touch her—not yet.

Let her feel the weight of her own desire, let her chase it while I lay here, my cock straining against my own robes, nine inches of thick, veined heat begging for her attention.

Mei’s fingers fumbled with the sash, her breath coming in soft, uneven pants.

"Mmhh...hah..."

The robe parted inch by inch, revealing the smooth, creamy skin of her chest, the gentle swell of her breasts spilling free as the fabric slipped down her shoulders.

Again I will say this, they were perfect—full and heavy, nipples already hardening into pink peaks from the cool air and her arousal.

She shrugged the robe off completely, letting it pool around her waist, her curvy body bared to me from the waist up.

She looked so vulnerable like that, sitting astride me, her vines twitching nervously at her sides like they wanted to cover her but didn’t dare.

Without a word, she leaned forward, her dark hair falling like a curtain around her face as she tugged at my robes.

My cock sprang free, slapping against my abs—thick, veined, the head already slick with precum, pulsing with need.

She stared at it for a moment, her lips parting, before wrapping her small hands around the base, stroking slowly as she lowered her mouth.

But I stopped her.

"No hands," I said, my voice firm but gentle. "Tie them. Use your vines."

Her eyes widened, embarrassment flooding her face, but she obeyed.

One of her vines snaked up from the bed, wrapping around her wrists like living rope, binding them behind her back.

It pulled tight, arching her chest forward, those full breasts thrusting out toward me, nipples begging to be touched.

She looked down at me through her lashes, cheeks burning red, completely at my mercy now—bound and exposed, her body trembling with shy anticipation.

"Good girl," I whispered, watching her intently.

She dipped her head, her breath hot against my skin as her lips brushed the tip.

"Mmphhh..."

No hands to guide her, just her mouth—soft, tentative at first, kissing the head like it was something precious.

Then her tongue flicked out, tracing the slit, lapping up the bead of precum with a slow, deliberate swirl that made me groan low in my throat.

The warmth of her mouth was electric, sending jolts straight to my balls as she opened wider, taking the head between her lips.

"Ngghh...hahh..."

Fuck, the sensation was strange—her lips stretching around my girth, soft and plush, sealing tight as she sucked gently, her tongue pressing flat against the underside, massaging the sensitive vein there.

She bobbed down slowly, inch by inch, her mouth enveloping me in wet heat, saliva coating my shaft as she worked her way lower.

No hands meant she had to use her whole body—leaning forward, her bound arms pulling her shoulders back, making those beautiful tits sway with every movement.

Her eyes flicked up to mine, dark and embarrassed, tears gathering at the corners from the effort, but she didn’t stop.

"Uhhhnnn...mhhff..."

Deeper now, her throat relaxing as she took more of me, the head bumping against the back of her mouth.

She gagged softly—a wet, choked sound that vibrated through my cock—but pushed through, her lips sliding further down, stretching around my thickness until half my length disappeared into her warmth.

"Ghhk...mmphhh—hahhh..."

Her tongue never stopped, swirling and pressing, exploring every ridge and vein like she was savoring me.

I could feel the subtle contractions of her throat, the way her saliva pooled and dripped down my balls, warm and slick.

She pulled back slowly, her lips dragging along my skin, leaving a glistening trail, before plunging down again—deeper this time, her nose brushing my pubes as she took me to the hilt.

"Gllckkk—nnnhhh..."

The tightness was incredible, her throat squeezing me like a fist, milking me with every swallow.

I groaned, fighting the urge to thrust up into that perfect heat, letting her set the pace.

Her eyes locked on mine the whole time, wide and watery, full of that naive embarrassment that made her look so damn innocent even with my cock buried in her face.

’wait...’ Suddenly I thought something. Given I also had natural affinity due to harem harmony, I closed my eyes and instantly I felt myself connected to one of her vines.

I smirk as I controlled it.

One of her vines slithered up her body as I wanted to tease her but resteicted to use my hand, coiling around the ties of her lower robes.

It tugged gently, the fabric whispering as it slid open, revealing the rest of her.

Her pussy came into view, already slick and swollen, lips parted slightly due to fuck she gotten from me all those times a month ago, glistening with arousal as if callibg me to test if they were still tight or I loosened them.

The vine teased her folds, brushing against her clit.

"Mmmhhfff—ahhnnn!"

The moan vibrated around my cock—the sensation shooting straight through me like lightning.

She looked even more embarrassed now, her cheeks flaming as she sucked harder, as if trying to distract from the way her body betrayed her need.

I watched it all, my gaze heavy on her, taking in every detail—the way her dark hair fell on my thighs, the flush spreading down her neck to her chest, the subtle tremble in her bound arms.

She was beautiful like this, completely devoted, her embarrassment only making it hotter.

Her eyes met mine again, pleading almost, as she deep-throated me once more.

"Glk—ghhhk—mmmphhh..."